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By Sarah Exhausted from an afternoon soccer game, fifth-grade me slipped into my bed, trailing my fingers across the spine of the novel my mother had given me: Anne of Green Gables. She’d assured me that it was a classic — a read that was indispensable for a young woman. I remember raising my eyebrows,Continue reading “Anxiety, Avonlea, and Anne: The Disappointment of Regression in “Anne of Green Gables””