When I was a kid, I had a huge hardcover flip-book that was Little Women
on one side and Little Men
(the sequel) on the other. I would read and flip, read and flip, over and over. I really connected with Jo because she loved to write and she taught school and had a house full of children, mostly boys (in Little Men
). Those were all things I wanted for myself when I was a girl.
Then, I grew up. I quit teaching elementary school after one painful and disastrous year. I discovered I am a solid writer, but not the creative/novelist type. Finally, I decided I don't have the temperament to be a mother! When I tried reading Little Women
a few years ago, I just couldn't connect anymore. I am satisfied with where my path has taken me, but it still makes me a little sad to lose that connection with Jo, because she was so important to me when I was young.