May-lee Chai

Training for adulthood is not for wimps.<br><br> When you are eleven years old, is there anything more humiliating, or bound to cause a fight, than shopping with your mother when your body is in full-throttle warp? Yes, there is: picking out the school-required underwear. Or worse, your mother’s male co-worker shows up at the scene. Or even worse: your brother wants to TALK about it at the dinner table.<br><br> Rites-of-passage are difficult for any young girl, and Jun-li...