Little Women movie scene but written
I had to create a personal reading portfolio for school and I decided to choose Little Women as my book. One of my tasks was to write an event that I thought should've been added into the book. I chose to write a scene from the Little Women adaptation by Greta Gerwig, because I think It shows why Jo March had such a hatred towards Meg March marrying. So here it is if anyone's interested <3
Jo March stood across from the window, staring at her little Beth while she carefully plucked flowers for Meg’s wedding. Jo was in deep thought, for she could not let her older sister marry Mr brooke. She promised herself she would bear it and not say a word against it, but it was hard for her to give up one of her sisters. The thought of that made fear slither into her stomach.
Her deep thoughts got interrupted when Meg said something so dreadful for Jo to hear, “I can’t believe today’s my wedding day.”
Meg promptly noticed a look on her sister’s face, one that didn’t seem very festive.
“What’s wrong Jo?” “Nothing.” Jo replied, with uncertainty in her tone, for she was trying hard to contain her thoughts to herself.
“It was no use”, Jo thought, it was now or never that she could spit them out so she decided to approach Meg, nervously fiddling with her fingers. “We can leave. We can leave right now. I can make money. I’ll sell stories. I’ll do anything, I’ll cook, I’ll clean, I’ll work in a factory. I can make a life for us my dear Meg!” Jo cried out.
“Jo.” Meg said, a hint of a smile forming on her lips.
“You should be an actress, to have a life on the stage. Let’s just run away together, please. .”
“I want to get married Jo.”
“But why?!” Jo screeched out, for she did not want to believe such a thing.
“Because I love him.” Meg admitted.
“You will be bored of him in two years and we will be interesting forever!”
Meg smiled in spite of her oblivious sister who could not fathom someone having different dreams than hers.
“Just because my dreams are different from yours doesn’t mean they’re unimportant.”
Jo dropped down in defeat, a glance of utter disappointment shown on her face.
“I want a home and a family and I’m willing to work and struggle, but I want to do it with John.” Meg continued, for she endlessly hoped her sister would end up understanding.
“I just hate that you’re leaving me,” Jo confessed, swallowing a lump in her throat as she flopped down on her sister’s lap. Tears were starting to flow down her cheeks. “Don’t leave me.”
“Oh Jo,” Meg began, gently stroking her sister’s hair. Meg’s expression was woeful, for she despised seeing Jo shed tears.
She shook her head while continuing to speak, forcing a warm smile in the direction of her teary eyed sister.
“I’m not leaving you. Besides, one day it will be your turn.”
Meg gently placed a flower crown on her sister’s head, one that Jo swiftly threw across the chamber.
“I’d rather be a free spinster and paddle my own canoe.”
Meg did not take her seriously and giggled at her reply, before she realized there was a genuine look plastered on Jo.
“I would.” Jo muttered, “Oh Meg, I just can’t believe childhood is over.”
“It was going to end one way or another, and what a happy end.” Meg said, for she hoped her words would bring some kind of comfort, but Jo just sighed in response.
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