Hey-anybody out there?  Did I kill the blog?  Is there another book in the near future? 

An Anne book. Always a pleasure.  The book is not reality-I don't think that was the purpose.    It's comfort food.  Like what I did for five days with Auntie.  It's not just the food, it is the company.  There's nothing like a sister..  I have been interrupted with a couple other books, I finished Rilla today.  Great day.  I even went outside for awhile to read. Food (from the past), comfort and an L. M. Montgomery book.  Does it get any better?

Still Sad About Walter + Comfort Food

Well, I'm still sad about Walter. In light of mom's last post, I was reading about "In Flander's Fields" and I actually think now that Walter's poem "The Piper" was perhaps supposed to be a fictional version of "In Flander's Fields." According to Wikipedia, it was written by a Canadian soldier and first published in a London publication, and was used to recruit soldiers and sell war bonds.

I've probably read this book about 50 times and I'll probably read it at least that many more times. I don't know what it is with me and the Anne of Green Gable books - I like them more than anyone I've ever met, and have read them more than anyone I've met. They're like comfort food to me except it's a book instead of food. I looked up comfort food on Wikipedia and I do think it describes how I feel about the Anne books, which I've been reading since about the age of 10:

Comfort food is traditionally eaten food (which often provides a nostalgic or sentimental feeling to the person eating it), or simply provides the consumer an easy-to-digest meal, soft in consistency, and rich in calories, nutrients, or both.

Comfort foods may be consumed to positively pique emotions, to relieve negative psychological effects or to increase positive feelings.

One study divided college-students' comfort-food identifications into four categories (nostalgic foods, indulgence foods, convenience foods, and physical comfort foods) with a special emphasis on the deliberate selection of particular foods to modify mood or effect, and indications that the medical-therapeutic use of particular foods may ultimately be a matter of mood-alteration.

Of course Walter had to die.  I should have seen it coming more clearly.  I knew the Blythe family would lose someone.  They couldn't get by unscathed.  I would like to slap Irene Howard.  That would make everyone feel better.

I like how  everyone just keeps going everyday.  They don't have a choice about the sun coming up, but they do have a choice on how they will face it.  I'm beginning to think the war will not end!  The United States needs to get into gear and end this thing.  Looking forward to the last chapters.

Oh My! 
Well ladies, I finished this book a couple of weeks ago but decided to see how the rest of you responded before tossing in my cynical veteran's view.  Sorry, reading this was like reading a 30s Shirley Temple script...silly nonsense.  I've never been a teenage girl; but I've been around quite a few and none of them were remotely similar to Rilla.  I grant you young girls (and boys for that matter) fantasize and dream of the perfect romance.  They respond openly, however, with anger, confusion and rebellion.  All normal transitional stuff.  As a veteran of combat, men rarely talk to their women (or other noncombatants) because there is no way to describe the situations and how you (the individual soldier) reacted and responded.   I have read a number of very well written personal descriptions of combat situations and not one of them contains the emotion(s) of the actual moments.  I don't profess to understand the fear and pain of the mothers, sisters and loved ones at home and in the same vein of thought, noncombatant authors should not project their emotions (no matter how true to their gender and experience) as an understanding of those of the soldier.  I've vented.

On the other hand, I liked LMM's writing style.  The Canadian politics and views towards America at the time were very interesting.  Most of my reading has been from the American perspective so this was a bit enlightening.  While Rilla's maturation and perspective change was well portrayed, I found it to be a flight of fancy. I doubt any upper middle-class teenage Canadian girls in the second decade of the twentieth century would respond even remotely like Rilla.  Having said all this, it is fiction, so enjoy the rest of your read.

"Response to Flanders Field"
Yes, Walter had to sign up.  Montgomery's portrayal of a war torn family, country and world  is heart rendering.  It speaks to all the women and families left at home to deal with the reality of daily living and the heartbreaking yearnings of women, all women, all around the world in all countries, in all wars.  This is so real to us because we love Anne and her family, Rilla, Walter, Shirley, Dr. Blythe, all of them, even the caddy shallow girls.  So you know the poem "In Flanders Fields" by John McCrae, read this: 
"Response to Flanders Field"

In Flanders Field again the sound
  Of marching men and guns resound.
And from the sky the larks have flown
 To leave but airplanes weirdest drone.
Ye, who are dead can rest no more,
 Your countries are again at war.
The ones you loved like you will fight
 For freedoms cause.  To make it right
To live and work as we see fit.
 The war you fought was but a bit
And was not won but simply ceased
 Until they could, once more in peace
Regain their power and rule the world.
 But we, united, flag unfurled
Have caught your torch, will hold it high
And though we suffer, though we die
See this war through.  Once and for all,
 To rise again as enemies fall.
Rest now in peace ye Flanders dead.
We march with firm but solemn tread.
And as we march our hands we raise
In true salute and silent praise.

Not word perfect but it fits, doesn't it?



 

Rilla

Rilla had to grow up so fast.  Why shouldn't she have been vain and full of dreams when she was fourteen?  Being fifteen and going to parties was all any of them lived for.  But I do feel that her dream days were taken from her very suddenly and harshly.  Poor Rilla.  But she is so strong and determined.  It is during trials and hard times that we find out who we really are and find our strengths.

I was so happy when she brought that baby home with her and cared for it so vigilantly.  And when she continued with the concert even though her heart was broken.  Her strength has made me want to do better.  And in the end, I think that is what it is about.  We all strengthen each other by the way we live.