Road to Avonlea1990

Felicity King:
My future is completely black. I'm doomed! Absolutely none of my clothes are right. I might as well just have "Farm Girl" stitched in large letters across my back.

Janet King:
Oh, now, Felicity!

Felicity King:
I can't go to teacher's college. I won't! Why on earth did I apply for entry this term? I have nothing at all to wear. Mother, you've got to help me.

Janet King:
Felicity, you're going to school to learn, not to sport the latest fashion.

Felicity King:
Well, how am I supposed to concentrate on learning if I don't look my best?

Janet King:
You have beautiful things. Look at this, hand made. You're stitching's impeccable.

Felicity King:
Hand made. Exactly. It sticks out like a sore thumb. All the other girls will have clothes from catalogues.