Actually, I pretend that I’m Anne Shirley more than I should admit—but we’re all kindred spirits here, right???
My Great Grandmother loaned me her copy of Anne the summer after 3rd grade. But, it’s a rather difficult book for a third grader to read. (I gave up after a few pages).
In fifth grade, I saw the Ken Sullivan production on PBS, and then devoured the book. (Quite honestly, it was still above my reading level, but I knew enough of the story line to get by!) Great Gram loved that book, and she didn’t talk to any of her other great grandkids about Anne – just me! It was our special thing.
