2011: 102. Daddy-Long-Legs

"The first Wednesday in every month was a Perfectly Awful Day - a day to be awaited with dread, endured with courage, and forgotten with haste."

Daddy-Long-Legs, Jean Webster

       If you are, like me, the kind of girl who grew up with Anne, and Laura, and Besty (and Tacy and Tib!), and Jo (and let's face it, you probably are - if you have put up with this blog in the past few weeks, where it has basically been all-Montgomery, all the time), and there is a chance you have not met Judy Abbott (born Jerusha Abbott, the poor dear), please do yourself a favor, shut down your computer, open up your kindle (or go to the library!) and get yourself a copy of Daddy-Long-Legs.  Judy belongs in the pantheon.

     So, the story is about Judy - an orphan at the dire John Grier home, who is given the chance to go to college by a mysterious benefactor. He doesn't want to be known, going only as "Mr. Smith", but Judy (who is supposed write him a letter once a term, but ends up writing him much, much more often - and the letters form the book), re-christens him Daddy-Long-Legs.  And the book is a charming story of what it was like for a girl to go college at the turn of the century (ish), and what it's like for an orphan to enter the world of "normal" girls, and what it's like for a girl to become a writer, and, of course a love story.  And, yes, the denoument is a little obvious, but I don't think we are supposed to be surprise at who Daddy Long Legs turns out to be - only Judy is.   I love this book - I've read it so much that my copy is all wrinkled and weird (I think it might also have been dropped in the tub), and seriously, do read it.  It's just great.

Categories:  Fiction, Re-Read

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