In honor of Valentine’s Day and all things warm and fuzzy, we’d like to ask our readers:
Which Anneish love story makes your heart go pitter patter? Which gives you goosebumps and makes you believe in magic? Which couple makes you want to cry your eyes out whilst simultaneously jumping for joy?
You’ll notice that Anne and Gil aren’t an option – of course they’re the bright and shining stars of the series, so we wanted to give a shout-out to some lesser-known lovers. Also, if you have a couple in mind who’s not on the list, please add them in the comment section!
It’s been a while since I wrote my last post-spring break got the best of me-and I’m almost at a loss for what to write. I’m about halfway through Green Gables (so much for that whole finishing GG goal…) and Anne has had a lot of firsts. First night in the east gable, first prayer, first meeting with Mrs. Lynde, first trip to Sunday school…but I think the first that stands out in my mind is her first bosom friend, Diana Barry.
In my book, Diana Barry is quite the controversial figure. Is she really the best friend a gal could ask for or is the friend pool in Avonlea a bit shallow? I mean, if your other choices are Josie, Jane and Ruby then yes, Diana is the Laverne to your Shirley…the Rory to your Lorelai…the big sis to your little sis…but let’s think about her objectively. Who wouldn’t jump at the chance to reenact Tennyson on the Lake of Shining Waters? And who drinks 3 tumblerfuls of anything before tea has even started (obvious exception would be DC…or Coca Light for those of us south of the Equator)? And who…WHO WHO WHO…thinks Birch Path is a creative name?!?
Now, let it be known that any friend of Anne’s is a friend of mine. I’d be happy to spend an afternoon in Mr. Harrison’s kitchen or conversing with the echoes at Miss Lavender’s. I’m willing to give Diana a second (ish) chance this year. Maybe she’s not a Baked Lay afterall…maybe she’s a Sun Chip or even a cheez-um Pringle (the king of all chips, duh..)
But you know…as much as I want to trust Anne’s judgement…maybe Diana really is that lame. Maybe she was just the first gal to hit the ice cream and lemonade table at the Sunday school picnic. And then again maybe I’m wrong…(hint: so not wrong).
-lil sis
I’ve presented my case-what do you think, Anne nation? What kind of gal pal is Diana Barry? Feel free to comment and tell me why I’m horribly mistaken or unsurpassingly brill…
It seems like only yesterday I put down Rilla of Ingleside with a sigh, but it’s almost time to head back to PEI again. Every year, my sister and I read through the Anne of Green Gables books by L.M. Montgomery. Last year, I saved books 5-8 for Christmas break from school-not my best moment in time management-so this year, I’m starting earlier. Hopefully, in the next few weeks, I’ll start Green Gables and my literary vacation for the year. I’m excited for you to come along! Whether you are a bona fide Kindred Spirit (read all 8 books, insult people by calling them Sloanish, sigh every time you hear the name Walter), an acquaintance of Anne’s (read Green Gables but nothing else, know to spell Anne with an “e”, won’t call her “carrots”) or an Avonlea novice (Rachel Lynde? I’m sure she won’t tell anyone…), we’ll do our best to include you in our journey. Let the reading begin!
