I intended for this blog to be a place of writing, but some times words don’t cut it.
For instance; in the event that you find a beautiful Japanese hardcover of Little Women

If you think I was able to leave it at the bookstore you are sorely mistaken. I might have deprived a Japanese person of the wonder of Little Women and for that I am sorry, but this book was meant to go home with me.

Not once, but twice I was soaked to the bone getting off the bus and being caught in a torrential downpour before I was back home safe and sound with my copy still untarnished





I am in love with the cover, even the back of the book has a dear little illustration!
I want to dive into this at once, at the same time as I am apprehensive regarding whether I will be able to read it in a satisfactory manner. Considering the age of this work I am afraid that they might use older words and phrases with which I will not be familiar with.



From the little front flap:
メグ、ジョー、ベス、エイミー。
世界でもっとも愛されている四姉妹のかけがえがない、
しあわせな日々へようこそ。
Meg, Jo, Beth, Amy. Welcome to the joyful days of the irreplaceable and most beloved four sisters in the world.
But since it is a book for readers both young and old, there seems to be plenty of furigana for the younger ones (or for us struggling foreigners, I thank thee) so it might not be too bad, and as I am more than familiar with the plot I do believe that I might not get too lost after all.
I am unable to get over how pretty this is.
I will probably update on the progress of reading it, but I make no promises on when that will be. For now, just enjoy the beauty of it.
That book is beautiful!!! Both the cover and the illustrations. I really do enjoy the artwork on Japanese books more then American ones. I cannot wait to hear your experiences of reading the novel in Japanese and how different it will be from your experience with the book in the original language you read it in.
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I am so excited too! It is so beautiful, I just want to hold it in my hands, I don’t even need to read it😂
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