Little women
Chapter 1
"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," said Jo.
“It’s so sad that we are poor!” sighed Meg.
“It’s sad that some girls have everything, and we have nothing,” added Amy.
“But we have mother and father, and each other,” said Beth.
All four sisters smiled at those words, but then Jo said “We don’t have father, and we won’t have him for a long time.”
For a moment there was silence. Then Meg said “You know mother said we wouldn’t get any presents this Christmas because it will be a hard winter for all of us. She thinks we shouldn’t spend money on nice things while our men are suffering in the army.”
Margaret, or Meg in short, was sixteen and pretty, she had white hands and were proud of them. Jo was fifteen years old, she was tall and had a suntan. Everyone called her boyish, and she was. Her only beauty was her long hair, but it always was such a mess. Next, Elizabeth, or Beth, was thirteen and shy. Usually she was calm and lived in her own world. Amy, the youngest, eleven, was very important, as she thought.
It was Christmas time and girls thought about present for mother. They talked a little and then decided to give her four different presents.