Discovery!

I wandered by the library again to return some books and of course I couldn't resist the siren call of all those books. I've returned four books and got back another four, so at least net balance is still...balanced.

I checked out Daddy-Long-Legs by Jean Webster, having vaguely remember seeing the story from an illustrated children's book somewhere when I was little. Before I checked it out I made (the mistake?) of skimming the introduction and suddenly I find myself 56 pages committed to the story in the time it takes me to walk back home from the library. (I forgot to watch out for traffic, but I didn't get run-over either, so ha!)

I imagine that this story is what Anne of Green Gables would be like, if we changed the minor character set and did the story in letter-format. To illustrate:

When it was finally finished, and ourselves and the kitchen and the doorknobs all thoroughly sticky, we organized a procession and still in our caps and aprons, each carrying a big fork or spoon or frying pan, we marched through the empty corridors to the officers' parlor where half-a-dozen professors and instructors were passing a tranquil evening. We serenaded them with college songs and offered refreshments. They accepted politely but dubiously. We left them sucking chunks of molasses candy, sticky and speechless.

I lol'ed through most of the first 50 pages.