Ending my beef with Amy March
When I laid my hands on my first copy of Louisa May Alcott's Little Women, I never let it go. I had never seen anything like it. The description of Jo was the most beautiful mix of words I had ever read. We had so much in common! From a shared interest in writing, to being labeled as moody, to the shared disdain towards marriage. It goes without saying, I was in awe. I read the book over and over, every time I got the chance; I had never felt so seen and when my sister took a pen and doodled all over its pages, my reaction was almost similar to Jo's when Amy set her manuscript on fire. I didn't like Amy... I don't like anyone who ruins people's hardwork because why would you do that?? I never thought I would ever forgive Amy but I forgave my sister and because of Greta Gerwig's adaptation of the book in 2019, I don't quite hate Amy anymore. In retrospect, Amy was quite responsible. She, like Jo recognized that she would have to aid the family financially and...