Rating: 4/5
Pollyanna was the daughter of a splendid young man, though he was very poor; and so was that mother, though she was pretty and kind. But when her father and her beautiful mother both die, the poor girl is left in the hands of her strict and dutiful aunt, Miss Polly Harrington, and Nancy, her impressed slave. Pollyanna, as a very optimistic girl, was overjoyed at the sight of that loving household, and decided to play ‘the game’ in it, too. ‘The game’, as you might want to know, was something her father had made up, where whatever you do, you must always find something to be glad of inside it, whether it isn’t shown straight away or not. Pollyanna was very happy with her new home; but then she encounters something so horrible that she wonders if she’ll ever feel glad about anything again.
I thought this book was really very brilliant, only it was pretty much only dialogue, and I must admit that I hate too much dialogue. Yet the characters spoke in such an old-fashioned and very intriguing way that I could no longer doubt my liking of the book.