
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
How did I never write a review for Little Women till now?
If there's one book from my childhood (yes, I consider 14 childhood!)that left such a deep impression on me, it was this! I read both this and Good Wives in a night and no book has ever touched me the way this did. From the VERY first page, I could see I was Jo March. I was so much like her: a tomboy, a girl who had no patience with girly dresses, the art of flirtation that my older cousins seemed to practice and quite like Jo, I, too, had my Laurie living ten minutes away from my house. I loved to write and read, directed plays with my younger cousins over Christmas to perform in front of our friends and families, my fingers were always painted with ink stains and I was SO much like a boy in SO many ways.
No wonder, Little Women wasn't just a book for me then just like it isn't a book for me even now because to quite an extent, it is the story of my life, a story I can relate myself to VERY closely and sure enough, when the Amy of my life told me I am a LOT like Jo, I was delighted!
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