When I told my mom that I had decided to start reading Anne of Green Gables the other week she said, “You haven’t read that yet?” “What? I saw the movie,” I replied. But when I finished this book the other day, the first thing I told my fiance was, “I can’t believe I hadn’t read this!”
I had always liked the movie, and whenever PBS aired it I would automatically tune in to watch, no matter how late I came into it. As a kid, I never realized there was already a book about Anne Shirley, and as I grew older I looked for new stories, instead of reliving ones I already knew. However, now that I’ve read the first in the Anne (spelled with an “e”) series, I know I’ll have to read them all. There are two things that have hooked me to these novels: Anne’s undying and unsurpassed spirit, and the language that flows through the pages and sticks in my head. I’ve found myself thinking in Anne’s terms, using “big words” and colorful adjectives, and dreaming about beautiful places.
Lucky for Anne, however, she didn’t have to use her imagination to dream up nature at its finest (although should could have without even trying). Prince Edward’s Island, the setting of Avonlea and our story, is described as one of the most beautiful places I can imagine; trees blossom around every corner and flowery scents pervade the air. Of course, Anne grew up in the early 1900s, and that is probably one of the reasons L.M. Montgomery could describe such beauty. Had she tried to place Anne in a new home today, the poor girl would have had to use a whole lot more imagination. This story really made me look around our city and realize that nature is basically what we have in between the strip malls and highways. We have just enough trees to give us a little bit of color, but nothing that would make you stop and take notice, just for its beauty. It makes me want to take a long vacation in some remote part of the world that’s been untouched by human hands.
Anne of Green Gables tells the story of an orphan who is adopted (unwillingly at first) by an older brother and sister who want help on their farm. Anne is nothing short of a surprise on all accounts, from her red hair (and temper to match) to her constant story-tellings and imaginings. She isn’t the dependable boy the Cuthberts had planned on adopting, but Anne’s vivacity and gratitude for the home she never thought she’d have win over not just her benefactors, but the entire town. Anne is unlike anyone in Avonlea has ever met, and this not only causes her to get into a few scrapes, but catapults her into their hearts. It doesn’t matter if you’re 12 or 50, Anne’s spirit will win you over, and the language Montgomery uses will transport you into her world.
5 out of 5 stars for being one of the best books I have read in a long time, and for making me want to read it again and again in the years to come.

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