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…