She was everything I had always though I was -- a cheerful, intelligent, hardworking girl who knew her place in the world and had a certain ambition for her life -- and she inhabited a role everyone seemed determined to push me out of. I could not hate her but I was able to resist liking her, and she was wary of me as well. Thus an unspoken but fierce competition existed between us, and we each engaged to learn every new lesson before each other. It made us better students, which pleased my grandmother to no end, but it did not make life any less complicated.