When you go to the class, guess who you see sitting up in the front
row?
No, it's not Barbara, it's Arthur, your favorite teddy bear. You must
have left it here when you took those crayon classes. You're happy
now. Who cares about Barbara anyway?
You decide that since you're too much of a woose to go find that dear
old friend of yours you'll take some knitting classes to make a scarf
for those lovely little grandkids.