Many of you fell in love with the same redhead that I fell in love with in the fourth grade. For many years now, little girls everywhere have read their way through the life of a truly unique character.
When I was in the fourth grade, my Christmas present from my grandmother (my stepfather’s mother, although he was like a natural/biological dad to me) was a set of books about a little girl named Anne Shirley. I’d always loved to read, and she’d always given me books for Christmas. I have no idea why she chose these books this particular year, but I’ve always been glad she did.
I devoured Anne of Green Gables. I gorged myself on the story of an orphan girl so full of imagination and spunk. She was supposed to be a boy; at least, the Cuthbert’s believed they were to receive a boy. But even Marilla couldn’t resist Anne.
I believe I really fell in love with Anne’s story when they introduced Gilbert Blythe. From the moment she hit him over the head with her writing tablet because he called her carrots, I felt that if there was any justice in the (book) world, they would end up living happily ever after.
Through several books (and locations), Anne never lost her spirit. She was always creative and determined, always imaginative and a little starry-eyed. I loved watching her grow before my very eyes. I cried with her and sighed with her; I held my breath with her as we crossed the brook; I felt her disappointment when she thought the Cuthbert’s would send her back.
The most special relationship in Anne of Green Gables, my love for Gilbert not withstanding, was the relationship between Anne and Marilla’s husband, Matthew Cuthbert. It reminded me so much of my relationship with my stepfather. He just seemed to get it, even when my mother didn’t.
I would love to hear some of your favorite things about Anne of Green Gables…or Avonlea, or any of the other places/books. Feel free to share quotes or moments and reminisce with me.
Note: I officially declare today Anne Shirley day! I can totally do that; it’s my blog. 😀
P.S. Who spelled reminisce right on the first try? That’s right! 😀