Cynthia, put on a theatrical performance of the things she has chosen to succeed at and attempt to minimize the effort required to achieve greatness.
And she'll clasp the lace on her shirt as if it were a last-ditch effort. Oh, no, sibling. But, of course, when I pass by her home on my early morning jogs around the block, she's playing the scales on the piano over and over and over. Then, in music class, she always allows herself to be bumped around, so she collapses on purpose onto the piano stool and is so startled to find herself sitting there that she chooses to test out the old keys just for amusement. And, lo and behold, Chopin's waltzes spontaneously appear.of her fingertips, and she's the most taken aback object in the universe. A normal child genius.
Her depiction of Cynthia is reminiscent of a "drama queen," someone who pretends, fakes, and behaves ridiculously over accomplishments she should be pleased of.
I review the words for the spelling competition all night. And you can see me jogging at any time of day. If I can run, I never stroll.
Squeaky is not at all like that. She doesn't pretend to be inexperienced or to lack innate talent; instead, she works hard to succeed and doesn't care if everyone knows it.