There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I’ll be through with them. That’s a very comforting thought.
I agonized over my choice for this series for quite some time. I actually started writing up Miraculous Ladybug before realizing that it wasn’t quite what I wanted in a blog series (if people are interested, I may post my first episode of that sometime). I concluded that what it lacked was female voices – because although the show focuses on a female character (and is primarily aimed at girls), there are few (if any) female creative voices, and it kind of shows.
So I looked to my bookshelves and dusted off this little gem.
I was first introduced to the story through the PBS miniseries (I don’t really intend to revisit it, but for what it’s worth I remember it being pretty faithful). Although I had it on my bookshelf for much of my childhood, I just didn’t connect to the headstrong “witch of a child” when I was little. But I started rereading it, only to discover that, despite the superficial differences, she and I actually had a lot in common, particularly the spark of imagination – that is, the germ of empathy. It’s just plain wholesome, and I look forward to exploring it.
I’ve read the first two sequels (Anne of Avonlea and Anne of the Island), and although I don’t intend to cover them, I do recommend them if you enjoy this.
I plan to return to a weekly format (Wednesdays), mostly because I am resuming my studies in earnest.
Until next time…