Friday, December 31, 2010
"I'm not too little! You're just hogging Laurie!"
I remember the first time I ever read Little Women. I was in 4th grade. I was completely enchanted by Teddy and could never understand why in heaven's name Jo turned him down. (I know that I'm not the only one who has a problem with that. I've always said that when I meet Louisa May Alcott in heaven, we're going to have a long chat about that part.) I never really cared for the whole Amy/Teddy union. I might have been ever so slightly jealous... Remember how I get overly attached to fictional characters? Anyway, when I was in 5th grade I finally watched the Winona Ryder/Christian Bale/Susan Sarandon movie version. Christian Bale as Laurie? Yes please! It was as if my imagination had thrown up all over the screen; each and every character was sheer perfection, my exact idea of what my beloved March family should have been. I'm not going to lie, I still bawl my eyes out when Beth dies. I've always wished that I was more like Meg, she's so good and sweet but unfortunately, I'm just like Jo. I'm impulsive. I talk too much. I adore huge words and writing dramatic stories. I used to have long, gorgeous golden colored hair but I got all independent and had my mom chop it off. It wasn't for a good cause or anything, mostly just because I felt like it. I could never be like Beth, so angelic and kind. Amy was always too vain for me, though she's the one who ended up marrying my beloved Laurie. Plus, I always open up my mouth and say things I shouldn't, which is definitely a trait unique to Jo. And much like my lovely Jo, I don't like it when things change with my family. I'm forever wishing that things would stay just as they are.
Anyway, dear readers, I just thought that I'd share my musings on one of my most favorite books with all of you.