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Little Women (NHB Modern Plays): (stage version)
Little Women (NHB Modern Plays): (stage version)
Little Women (NHB Modern Plays): (stage version)
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Little Women (NHB Modern Plays): (stage version)

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Christmas Eve, 1862. With their father away on the frontline of the American Civil War, the four March sisters – Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy – journey into adulthood, each determined to pursue a life on their own terms. But growing up means contending with love and loss, as well as the myriad twists of fortune that shape a life.
Published in 1868, Louisa May Alcott's Little Women was an immediate critical and commercial success, and remains one of the best-loved novels of all time.
This joyful and spirited adaptation was first produced at Pitlochry Festival Theatre and Watford Palace Theatre in 2022, directed by Brigid Larmour. An earlier version was staged at the Gate Theatre, Dublin, in 2011.
It provides rich opportunities for any amateur company looking for an uplifting version of a classic story that's guaranteed to delight audiences.
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Release dateJul 27, 2022
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Little Women (NHB Modern Plays): (stage version)
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Louisa May Alcott

Louisa May Alcott (1832-1888) was an American novelist, poet, and short story writer. Born in Philadelphia to a family of transcendentalists—her parents were friends with Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nathaniel Hawthorne, and Henry David Thoreau—Alcott was raised in Massachusetts. She worked from a young age as a teacher, seamstress, and domestic worker in order to alleviate her family’s difficult financial situation. These experiences helped to guide her as a professional writer, just as her family’s background in education reform, social work, and abolition—their home was a safe house for escaped slaves on the Underground Railroad—aided her development as an early feminist and staunch abolitionist. Her career began as a writer for the Atlantic Monthly in 1860, took a brief pause while she served as a nurse in a Georgetown Hospital for wounded Union soldiers during the Civil War, and truly flourished with the 1868 and 1869 publications of parts one and two of Little Women. The first installment of her acclaimed and immensely popular “March Family Saga” has since become a classic of American literature and has been adapted countless times for the theater, film, and television. Alcott was a prolific writer throughout her lifetime, with dozens of novels, short stories, and novelettes published under her name, as the pseudonym A.M. Barnard, and anonymously.

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  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    I read this as a child, but I can't finish it as an adult. I think I liked it when I was 9 or 10, but now I find it terminally boring and insipid. I'm going to have to let it go 30% in because life is too short to be reading a book you dread reading. Too many GOOD books, too little time. The idea for the book was great, but the execution left me wanting.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I started re-reading Little Women because I decided that the bookstore needed more book clubs and I was inspired by Atomic Books in Baltimore to begin a Page to Screen Book Club. After much debate, I decided to start with Little Women and we would have a different staff member moderate the club each month. March 10th the first meeting. In the bookstore. In Montgomery County. In the epicenter of the Covid-19 virus outbreak in Pennsylvania. Needless to say, no one showed up. So we’ll try again in April, and as a former film major and screenwriter, I cannot wait to start this club.

    I grew up with a soft and tattered covered copy of Little Women that I read over and over again, so ardently did I wish I was Jo, because my little sister was certainly Amy, and I believed that if I read it constantly, my wish would come true. And she would turn into a kinder and gentler sister, like Beth. That was my wish until my sister had a dreadful fever as a child and my grandmother had us convinced it was Scarlet Fever. And I thought I would lose my sister, just as Jo (well established spoiler but obligatory warning) lost her Beth. And all of a sudden, the book, and the relationships between the sisters, took on a whole new meaning.

    My mother clarified to my sister and I recently that Laura most certainly did not have Scarlet Fever and that Moppy had made an offhand comment about fevers that we latched on to as children, as one does. And in that same conversation, as happens every time Little Women came up, my mother lamented having to share a name with the youngest and most obnoxious March sister, Amy (my mom is definitely a Marmee, not an Amy as I was convinced my sister was). But the lamentation led to an in depth conversation about whether she was redeemed in Greta Gerwig’s film.

    As a writer, someone who has written thousands of unpublished pages of manuscripts across most mediums, I would have an extremely difficult time forgiving a sister who destroyed a single copy of my work. And as I hand write everything, it was, and is, something that could be done. I know I should type it up, but I don’t always. I have milk crates of all the notebooks I filled, binders with printed out copies once I typed them, and right now, a lonely teal softcover Moleskine that hasn’t been touched in way too long.

    To say I identified with Jo for most of my life is an understatement. I’ve always been outspoken and a touch dramatic, the one person who begged her parents for an older sibling (which they always said didn’t work that way until they got divorced and remarried and I got my older brother, and 6 other older siblings over the years to boot), so I could be a middle child like Jo. I refuse to be ignored and I want nothing more than to be remembered, even if just by my family and future generations as I hope to ensure my Moppy will be.

    But one of the defining characteristics of Jo, and Amy, was their competition and distrust of each other. Oh Amy, you troubled, difficult sister. The baby of the family, spoiled by all, including lovely Beth, it was hard to think of her as a character that would ever grow up. She has always gotten dragged for her behavior and actions by readers and I’m often one to jump in on the Amy-bashing, especially given my contentious relationship with my sister when we were younger. While I don’t find many redeeming qualities in Amy in the book, I do think that Greta did a spectacular job of making her a less-hateable character in her film adaptation.

    And as Greta’s Amy changed, so did my own family. Laura grew up, and she reminded me less and less of precocious Amy. I realized we were always more like Ramona and Beezus then we were Amy and Jo. She’s never mellowed into Beth, but has lately begun to encroach on Jo territory, especially that we now have a younger stepbrother and she’s no longer the baby of the family. For myself, the older I’ve gotten, the more I’ve found myself drawn to motherly oldest sister Meg, slowly but surely reclaiming my biological birth order persona that I abandoned for many years, content to be the outspoken middle child throughout my adolescence and twenties.

    As a teen, I never really “got” Meg. I didn’t understand why she was a bit vain, and I never thought I was pretty. I just didn’t understand, either, why she’d want to get married – she’d have to give up so many freedoms when she did. And while Meg ultimately made the most socially acceptable decisions in post-Civil War Massachusetts, I’ve realized that she’s now my favorite because those are her decisions, her choices. She makes them not because society demands it of her, but because she wants them. She’s in love, she’s not forced into a match by anyone. Her dreams are different than Jo’s, but they’re still important.

    I had a conversation with a customer recently about if her daughter views her as a feminist because she chose to be a stay-at-home mom. When she was in school, the stay-at-home moms looked down on the working moms, and now it’s the other way around. She was worried that her daughter would think that she caved to some outdated societal expectation, not understanding that she made the decision because it was her choice, not because she had to. I told her that I didn’t think her daughter would think any less of her for staying home and always being there and shared with her a topic that I’d been struggling with for awhile as well.

    I’ve had the conversation with people many times, including with good friends, about the fact that I changed my name when I got married. I have friends who refuse to acknowledge that I’ve changed it, insisting on addressing me by my maiden name because they think that’s what a feminist should have done, kept her name. Few of them understand my choice in changing it was in an effort to carve out my own identity, separate to that of my mother’s as we were in the same field and my work and merit was being questioned as nepotism.

    Meg, the customer, and my choices may fit what modern feminists consider to be outdated social norms, but the point of feminism that I believe Louisa May Alcott is making, is that of freedom. That women should have the right and the opportunity to make whatever decisions they like for their own reasoning, if any reasoning. We should not have to defend ourselves for pursuing our own interests and relationships.

    Little Women has reminded me what it means to be a feminist in a way that I couldn’t conceptualize the first 9 times I read it from the ages of 10 to 14 (I read it twice a year over Christmas and summer break). In rereading and rewatching, I’m reminded of why I love the March sisters, why Marmee is such a good mother, and how I hope to continue to support my own beautiful and loving sister as well as all the women around me.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    A wonderful study in the art of building and developing characters through the equally heartfelt and sorrowful experiences they share. It's as easy to see today as it was 150 years ago why the Little Women are so beloved, for their struggles between themselves and the world around them are as relevant as ever, 8/10.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I found the characters too cutesy-old-fashioned when I tried it as a kid (I was a realistic fiction and sci-fi reader exclusively), so I'd somehow never read the whole thing! Greta Gerwig's movie inspired me to finish it, finally.As brilliant as that adaptation is, there are still some enjoyable bits that are never filmed, especially in the second half when they're adults -- like the hilarious sequence where Amy makes Jo go visiting with her and Jo keeps fucking it up. I still find Marmee insufferable: turns out the reason every film Marmee is a holy spouter of platitudes is because she's actually written that way, in every single scene. I also really needed some acknowledgement that these are allegedly poor people *with a servant*, so what does Hannah's life look like when she isn't making everyone a meal at odd hours? But overall, ok, I get it now! This book is great, and deservedly groundbreaking!
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    A Book That Made You CryI should have assigned Little Women to the category A Book You Struggled to Finish. I read at least two – and possibly as many as four – other books in the months between starting and finishing Louisa May Alcott's famous tale of the four March sisters. While I'm glad to have read the book, I'm also glad to have finished.Little Women is a remnant from just after the Civil War, a book that exudes an old-fashioned Christian outlook that life is a struggle to be endured with one eye always on the ultimate reward. There are no surprises in this book – the omniscient, unnamed narrator too often telegraphs her plot – and a reader cannot help but hear a feminine voice in the narration – first by suggestive chapter titles (e.g. "The Valley of the Shadow" portending death), then by alluding to future events, such as foretelling that a character will behave differently the next time he/she is in this situation. Beyond providing clues as to how we should view a character (e.g. "Poor Jo"), the narrator constantly preaches acceptance of disappointments and tragedies as lessons in how to live a worthy life. But you also have to slog through drawn-out scenes for the outcome you know is coming.I didn't find this narrative style particularly off-putting. Alcott has a way of portraying the growing pains of young people from that era realistically. In the chapter "Learning to Forget," she imbues one character's reaction to an unrequited love with such irony that you find yourself laughing with him at his surprising lack of melancholy.I also didn't find this narrative style particularly engaging. I can see where certain readers would enjoy this story, I'm just probably too old and cynical to be counted among them.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Could be a bit moralizing but overall interesting and engaging story, both funny and sad. One where I can see why its a classic rather than being annoyed by its being a classic.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I had just finished The Goldfinch, which was dark and deep and cynical. This was an exactly opposite read. It was sweet, and preachy and good. I though I had read this book before, but if I have, it's buried down deep. Like a good romantic comedy, I waited for everything to turn out right in the end for Meg, the wife, Jo, the writer, Amy, the beauty, Beth, the saint. And it turned out as it was supposed to be. Like a chord resolving. I read it so I can read March. I found I missed the characters a bit after I finished it. I always take that for a good sign.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    This is a new favorite classic for me. I absolutely loved it. This book is like a hug.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I've read Little Women countless times, but this is the first time I've read it since I got married. This time around, there are aspects of the human heart that just make more sense than they ever did before.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Overall I really liked this book. There were points where it was a bit to preachy for my personal taste (though it is fitting with the times in which it was written) and I'm not keen on all the women having to give up their artistic pursuits (again fits with the time and expectations for women but I'm still not keen on it). I will say though I have no idea why everyone hates on Amy. I found her to be an all together interesting character. Jo also had a temper and did horrible things to her so I don't see why the hate is all lumped on to Amy. Perhaps if I had read this as a kid I would have felt differently, but I like Amy.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Great classic

    Great classic tale of life love and surviving! Glad I finally read it! I relate to Jo and her boyish ways!
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    3.5 starsMeg, Jo, Beth, and Amy are sisters. Their father is away fighting in the Civil War. They don’t have a lot of money, but they are very loved. The make friends with the neighbour-boy next door, Laurie. They are all quite different personality-wise. This follows them as they grow from teenagers into adulthood.This was good. I read it when I was much younger and did a reread via an audio book for my book club. My mind did travel a bit while listening but mostly it held my attention. I did remember most of it, I think, though more due to the movie from the ‘90s.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    After a family history with this book I had to read it. It was great, and long,.but I loved the sense of the passage of time, and the pain and happiness of life.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    I loved rereading (or rather listening to) Little Women after having seen Greta Gerwig's movie. Set during the Civil War, Little Women tells the story of four sisters (Meg, Jo, Amy and Beth) growing up in Massachusetts.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    This has always been a favorite and that hasn't changed. Each time I read it, I discover a new truth. It's also always such a comfort to me. The Beth parts get me every time. The utter poignancy with which Alcott wrote of Beth's struggles never ceases to wrench my soul.

    I wanted to do another reread after seeing the 2019 film. If you haven't seen it, you simply must. It was a wonderful tribute to Alcott's work, and will be one I'll watch again and again. That being said, the 1994 version with Winona Ryder as Jo still remains my favorite.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    A great classic.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I want to see Greta Gerwig's new adaptation of Little Women, but despite living most of my life in New England, and the past 22 years in Massachusetts, I've failed to read this book. So I'm filling in that gap in my cultural experience. As is often the case with classic novels, I find it hard to write a review that says anything that hasn't been said before.  But I did enjoy this book, which could be old-fashioned at times, but startlingly progressive for its era and still relevant in many ways. The novel is the coming of age story for the March sisters - Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy - living in a fictionalized version of Concord, Massachusetts in the 1860s.  When the story begins, their father is away from home, serving as a pastor in the Civil War, and even when he returns he is a benevolent background characters.  As the title clearly states, this is a women's story, which only seems fair since many novels set in time of war exclude women entirely.  The only prominent male character throughout the novel is the boy next door, Laurie, who becomes a close friend of the March sisters.Meg is the oldest, who takes a lot of responsibility for raising her younger sisters and maintaining the household. She's married in the second part of the book and has some very relatable problems dealing with toddlers who don't want to go to bed. Jo is the second daughter, who struggles with the limitations placed on girls and women of the time, and expectations to marry.  She loves literature and drama, and becomes a writer over the course of the novel.  Not surprisingly, she is the character who is most similar to Alcott herself.  Beth is sweet and shy, and something of the family's conscience.  She has a very close relationship with Jo.  Beth contracts scarlet fever early in the novel and remains very sickly.  The youngest, Amy, is vain and materialistic as the story begins, but matures considerable over the course of the novel.  She becomes a talented artist.I shan't summarize further, but should you be like me and not have read it yet, I suggest you give it a try.  
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    OMG this book is SOOOOOOO boring. I can not believe that this is still a classic and how many times the movie has been remade. UGHHHHHH. I liked the Wynona Rider version of the movie. I thought Christian Bale Lurie was perfect. But the book, I thought it was never going to end. I didn’t like Amy. I thought she was a brat in the movie and I still think the same thing according to this book. In the book I actually liked her ending up with Lurie. It felt fitting and a good match. And could see why her aunt wanted her to accompany her around the world.Beth lasted longer in the book than in the movie. In the movie she dies of scarlet fever, but lasts years longer in the book. I did think the way she was described was interesting. In modern society, she would have a ton of initialed diagnoses after her name. High anxiety, etc.There was so much more depth to the oldest march sister Meg. I don’t remember if it was in the movie that she had twins, or the deals she had with her husband upon marrying. I actually liked her much more in the book than I ever did in the movie. She has more depth.As for Joe. Joe is the reason we have a book. But I wonder if this story was modernized if she wouldn’t be a “they” or “questioning” her gender and roles in society. But that comes from a modern mind reading a classic book. And I don’t make this point because of all the times they say “queer” used as it’s original definiation as odd or unusual. But it's when she is described as not being womanly, or not caring for the roles of women. Overall I may not have enjoyed this book, but I did find it interesting. I know why I tried to read this book many times but never made it that far. And parts of me see why others like it, and why people use it for character studies. But for me, this will never be a book I recommend, but it will be a book I argue and debate.+21 #TBRread#BBRC #OriginalFreezerBook#booked2019 #publicdomain
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    I guess "classics" are just not for me
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    I loved this classic as a teenager and read it many times. Forty years later, I found "Little Women" just as gentle and as charming as the first time I read it as the reader follows the lives of the March girls in a by-gone era.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Although this was a novel primarily intended for a female audience, I still found this incredibly likable and appealing. There is much here: sorrow, friendship, family, yearnings, disillusionment, and closure. The characters are vivid and the setting serves as a ready placard to explore their innermost feelings, desires, and emotions. The plot does not waver, it stays concentrated and focused on the intrigues of its principal characters and I feel that it managed to accomplish all that was intended. Overall, a great book. 4 stars.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    While it is a charming coming of age tale, I found it a tad slow and a bit dry, I really like the movie though.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Somewhat entertaining read. I did get a little weary of the repeated moral preaching by adults.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    The classic tale of the March sisters--Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy. It's a coming-of-age tale in many ways as the girls grow up and most find love. Marmee imparts wisdom when her daughters seek it. The neighboring Laurance family, particularly Laurie, plays an important role in the book. Jo begins her career as a writer. This classic never fails to make me cry. Even though I know it is coming, I never want Beth to die.
  • Rating: 1 out of 5 stars
    1/5
    I was given this book when I was a child by my aunt. I absolutely hated it. If I had been a boy, I would have received something like Jules Verne, Gulliver's Travels or The treasure Island. Instead I had to settle for this crap and similar books about nice proper idle stupid girls. No wonder I hated being a girl. I still do. To be precise, now I hate being a woman.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    How odd to be reading this for the first time as an adult! Somehow, growing up, I missed out on reading Little Women, but the PBS Great American Reads program piqued my curiousity. What it is about this book that, 150 years later, still earns it a place among America's top 100 novels? And now that I've read it, I get it. This coming-of-age tale about four sisters growing up relative poverty in the years following the civil war is charming, sentimental, entertaining, romantic, and profoundly moral. There's a temptation to judge the tale by 21st moral values, which scrutiny might raise some hackles. For instance, Alcott's chapters - each a little morality tale in itself - resolutely preach that the ultimate life's goal of all women should be marriage, that women should be dutiful to men, that poverty and humility are more honorable than wealth and striving. Through the lens of today's standards, it's hard not to cringe a little when Meg saves her marriage by pretending to be interested in things that interest her husband, when the sisters consistently suffer humiliation every time they make the mistake of craving something material, or when Jo gives up her writing career rather than risk offending the sensibilities of a man. But there are also many moral lessons in here that have stood the test of time - such as honoring your mother/father, marrying for love rather than money, allowing men to take a part in the rearing of their children, and treating people the way you'd wish to be treated - and, besides, there's something inherently unfair in judging a book written over 150 years ago by modern standards, right?What Alcott does best is create a lovely, nostalgic portrait of childhood the way we all want to believe it used to be, full of tree-climbing and apple-picking, wise mothers, moral fathers, picnics and family parties, flirting and fooling and make-believe, with just enough work to thrown in to teach responsibility, just enough mischief added to inculcate morality, just enough sorrow endured to sweeten satisfaction, just enough heartbreak suffered to invest wisdom, and just enough hardship endured to guarantee appropriate appreciation of the blessings of friendship and love. In other words, Little Women is like comfort food for the soul: it's not so much about maximizing nutrition as about evoking memories of a happier and simpler time when morality was a little less complicated and we were all a lot more innocent.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    It's been a lot of years avoiding the movie, but boy am I grateful that I read this book before seeing the movie. I quite enjoyed the flawed characters, and how realistic their girlish squabbles were. It's refreshing to read a classic where all of the main characters are made from the same perfect mold.Now, I think that I would feel differently if I would have watched the movie first. I watched it after reading the books and found the character beyond annoying. They cam across as pouty little imps. The version of the movie that I watched was the one where Katherine Hepburn plays Jo. I have been a long time fan of Katherine Hepburn, but I hated the way that she overplayed Jo's boyish ways. Blah!
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Oh, my childhood. I remember reading this when I was much younger (and fresh out of the Little House on the Prairie books). I absolutely love this book and have memories of watching the movie (with Winona Ryder) and just falling in love with it all over again. Highly recommend this classic. Such a lovely tale of family, friendship, and strong women.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    Yes, it is that good. I read it as a child, and have read it twice again as an adult. Alcott draws you in, and you inhabit her world.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    A classic from my childhood.
    Well written and compelling. The importance of the bonds of family, friendships and relationships are themes that are still as relevant today as when Alcott first wrote her story.

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Little Women (NHB Modern Plays) - Louisa May Alcott

ACT ONE

The theatre is pitch-dark.

Music. A triumphant version of ‘The Battle Hymn of the Republic’.

Then, in the distance, the sounds of nineteenth century battle rise louder and LOUDER –

Suddenly, the vigorous POP of a toy pistol.

JO MARCH, seventeen, ‘with the uncomfortable appearance of a girl who is rapidly shooting up into a woman and doesn’t like it’, runs onto the stage. She is brandishing the pistol and a hand-written playscript.

Lights up on

Scene One – The March House – Concord, Massachusetts, 1861

Christmas Eve. The March family home in New England. Heavy snow is falling outside.

It is a comfortable house, although the carpet is faded and the furniture sparse and very plain. A good picture or two on the walls, a large decorated Christmas tree in a bay by a window, and a piano.

At the front of the stage is a small writing desk and wooden chair. A large, battered trunk with ‘JO’ emblazoned on it, beside. This will remain in place throughout the play.

JO (calling, exasperated). Roderigo! Save me! Save me!

Her sisters MEG, nineteen, BETH, sixteen, AMY, fourteen, come running after her in a vigorous pistol fight that takes them over much of the furniture. MEG is the eldest and very striking; BETH is rosy, shy and bright eyed; AMY, pale and slender, always carries herself gracefully.

The four girls have a rag-tag set of costumes thrown over and under their dresses; moustaches, boots, swords, veils.

A pause. JO turns to AMY, gesticulating wildly at the script. AMY has forgotten her lines.

JO delivers a blood-curdling shriek and falls to the floor in a dramatic faint, her legs waving in the air.

AMY (sitting down). Roderigo! Save me! Save me!

JO. Amy, you are stiff as a poker…

AMY. I can’t help it; I never saw anyone faint, and I don’t choose to make myself all black and blue falling, tumbling flat as you do. I shall fall into a chair and be graceful. (Pointing at MEG.) I don’t care if Hugo does come at me with a pistol.

MEG laughs. BETH, now at the piano, plays a melodramatic rumble on the lower keys. JO gives a despairing groan.

JO. It’s no use! Do the best you can when the time comes, and if the audience shout don’t blame me.

MEG (taking off her boots and hat). I don’t mean to act any more after this –

JO. You won’t stop, I know, as long as you can trail around in breeches and wave a sword. You’re the best actress we’ve got and there’ll be an end of everything when you quit the boards.

BETH. I don’t know how you can write and act such splendid things, Jo. You’re a regular Shakespeare.

JO. Not quite. I do think The Witch’s Curse, an Operatic Tragedy is rather a nice thing, but I’d like to try the Scottish play, if only we had a trapdoor for Banquo. I always wanted to do the killing part. (She seizes the nearest weapon-like object.) ‘Is this a dagger I see before me?’

AMY. No! It’s the toasting fork with Beth’s slipper on it!

JO throws down the toasting fork and pulls off her hat to reveal her long and beautiful hair.

MEG (smiling). You’re old enough to turn your hair up like a young lady.

JO. I don’t want to be a young lady and if turning up my hair makes me one I’ll wear it in pigtails until I’m twenty. I’ll never get over my disappointment in not being a boy and it’s worse than ever now, for I’m dying to go and fight with Pa –

AMY. I wouldn’t like to sleep in a tent, drink out of a tin mug, and eat all sorts of bad-tasting things.

JO. Pa’s sitting in a muddy battlefield with rebel scum firing cannonballs at him. I’d say the tin mug is the least of his worries.

MEG. Amy, your airs are funny now but you’ll grow into an affected little goose if you don’t take care.

BETH (walking to the kitchen). If Jo is a tomboy and Amy a goose what am I please?

MEG. You’re a dear and nothing else.

BETH returns with a platter.

AMY. Oooooh! Muffins with cream for pudding…

She reaches a hand out, but BETH shakes her head.

BETH. We must wait for Marmee.

JO. I’m starving. Where is she?

AMY. Some very dirty little child came begging and she went straight off to see what was needed. I said to her ‘Marmee, it’s Christmas Eve’, but she said ‘what better time to think of those less fortunate than ourselves?’

AMY picks up her notepad and charcoal pencil and starts to sketch the muffins. MEG and BETH bring in more food and arrange the table as JO throws herself onto the rug.

JO. Christmas won’t be Christmas without any presents –

MEG. It’s so dreadful to be poor.

AMY (absorbed in her drawing). I don’t think it’s fair for some girls to have lots of pretty things and other girls nothing at all.

BETH. We’ve got Father and Mother and each other anyhow.

JO. We haven’t got Father and we shan’t have him for a long time.

Silence.

MEG. I know we agreed we shouldn’t spend money for pleasure, when our men are suffering so and I know I ought to make my little sacrifice gladly, but I’m afraid I don’t.

JO. We deserve a little fun; I’m sure we grub hard enough the rest of the time.

MEG. I know I do – teaching those dreadful children all day. I toil and moil so hard I might as well be on a treadmill.

JO. Oh, I wish I could fix things for you as I do for the heroines in my stories! You’re pretty and good –

MEG. What’s the point of being pretty if no one sees me?

JO. – so I’d have some rich relation leave you a fortune unexpectedly.

AMY. The only rich relation we have is Aunt March and she’s a regular samphire.

BETH. I think you mean vampire, not seaweed.

JO. It’s true nonetheless – I’m shut up for hours with that nervous, fussy old windbag, who keeps me trotting, is never satisfied, and worries till I’m ready to

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