You aren't alone with the lack of love for LW, but I still cry over Beth, even when it's one of the really awful movie adaptations.
There's a restaurant here named King + Duke & I was delighted to learn that it was for the characters in the book. (Even more delighted that I could add it to my rotation of places where I'm happy to spend money.)
I think it's because we're about the same age? I don't think I read it on my own--I think it, or part of it, was assigned to us at my very lefty high school. It has definitely stayed with me all these years, though. We were also assigned The Autobiography of Malcolm X, which completely blew my mind, even though my HS experience was totally shaped by the Boston busing crisis of the late 70s.
Oh, I for sure didn't read it in school--the only non-dead white guy we read was Plath, and even that was reeeeeally a stretch--but for some reason my conservative, military father, who barely read the newspaper, had the original hardback on our bookshelves. So strange.
I don't think I was in high school when I read it over one summer, which was just one more nail in my weirdo coffin...
Trixie Beldon! "My hand! It feels so naked! If only I had one teeny tiny diamond ring!" That was my favorite one, where Trixie pawned her ring to get money to...hmm, I can't remember why the gang needed the money, but I can sure still hear those words in my head.
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents!" I had to read that book a gazillion times before I was reconciled to the Professor instead of Laurie. But I like to think that acceptance was a sign of maturity, ie not needing a cute young thing to feel romantically satisfied. :)
My childhood reading habits consisted of finding a book I loved, reading it to the end, then turning right back to the first page and starting it again without pausing for a minute.
Here's my confession: Laurie aggravated the shit out of me and I was so relieved that she found the professor all on her own (even if he was kind of boring), but it wasn't until I was close to 40 before I figured out just how much emotional crap Laurie piled on Jo & how that was what was bugging me.
And I loved me some Trixie Belden & her bobwhite whistle (there was that one time they were trapped on the roof during a flood & had called for help until their voices were gone and used the whistle to help rescuers find them. Very exciting!)
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I wonder if I'm the only female I know with distaste for Little Women
Huck. Oh, oh, OH! Huck! So much love and astonishment.
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You aren't alone with the lack of love for LW, but I still cry over Beth, even when it's one of the really awful movie adaptations.
There's a restaurant here named King + Duke & I was delighted to learn that it was for the characters in the book. (Even more delighted that I could add it to my rotation of places where I'm happy to spend money.)
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I don't think I was in high school when I read it over one summer, which was just one more nail in my weirdo coffin...
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"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents!" I had to read that book a gazillion times before I was reconciled to the Professor instead of Laurie. But I like to think that acceptance was a sign of maturity, ie not needing a cute young thing to feel romantically satisfied. :)
My childhood reading habits consisted of finding a book I loved, reading it to the end, then turning right back to the first page and starting it again without pausing for a minute.
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And I loved me some Trixie Belden & her bobwhite whistle (there was that one time they were trapped on the roof during a flood & had called for help until their voices were gone and used the whistle to help rescuers find them. Very exciting!)
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