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Josie, are you alright?

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That’s a great idea, Sokka! Let the blind girl steer the giant airship.

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Charlie: Might I, uh… Should we dance?

Gilbert: /ruined the entire dance just to hold Anne’s hand/

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ahead by a century

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This isn’t study-related but this was such a lovely thing for this children’s show to do I had to share

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Friendships between women are often the deepest and most profound love stories, but they are often discussed as if they were ancillary, “bonus” relationships to the truly important ones. Women’s friendships outlast jobs, parents, husbands/wifes, boyfriends/girlfriends, lovers, and sometimes children. (insp.)

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“ Mother, he hurt me.” - Josie Pye.

Anne with an E Season 3 Episode 6

It burns within me to know firsthand the pain and embarrassment and shame and anger that Josie will carry with her. I truly hope we get a renewal so we can see her blossom from her trauma and escape her toxic household. No means no. No one should be hurt in the way that she was. 1 in 4 girls will be *ssaulted and 1 in 10 boys. WE NEED TO BRING AWARENESS TO THIS.

Photo credit to Instagram account “ Brutes”

#cole mackenzie #gilbert blythe #anne of green gables #anne of avonlea #awae #anne with an e #diana #anneshirley #josie pye #trauma

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— you are ahead by a century.

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“We’re gathered here today to mourn the loss of some nobody named Emily Dickinson.”

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NEW CHAPTER OF MY POST S3 AWAE FIC (Ch 4: Petunia) UP NOW

Summary:  Anne and a couple of friends are enjoying an afternoon out when trouble erupts from nearby. The fiery redhead is driven to mad melancholy, and desperately seeks out respite.

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“Miss, get away from the Indian child!”

The young boy looked around, dark eyes sparkling with unshed tears at the hostile onlookers, so Anne reached to cup his face. As the fabric of her glove touched him, he jolted away, wide eyes looking at her in wild terror. She glanced between him and her hand, and in a brilliant moment of desperate clarity, she lifted the glove to her mouth, capturing the fabric in her teeth as she pulled it off. “Kitpu…” she began with an encouraging smile, raising her hand tentatively to cup his cheek once more. “Eym, Melkita'ulamun… ktutem. Ankweyul.”

“Anne, what are you doing?” Josie’s hiss went ignored.

The redhead’s words seemed to placate the agitated young boy, and as he took a shaky breath, Anne thanked her blessed stars that she’d taken it upon herself to find any and all ways to continue learning the language. “N-Nmis… Nmis alamk. Ketui elma’lik. Aq nkij aq nujj, netaji kikmanaq.”

Her heart shattered, and she dragged her thumb across a single tear that trailed down his cheek. “They are in Halifax, Nova Scotia… Ah… Sim Pie’lk, mniku qame’k… eimu’tisni’k. Kitpu… tatuji pmlika’?”

“We’kaiw amasikiskik…” His bottom lip began to tremble evermore fervently, and he sniffed as he choked out, “Wutan nesutuwa’tisni. Kesik wejku’aq… ne’sijik… nkwe’ji’j aq ni’n we’kwata’si.”

“Someone pull that woman away before the ruffian tries something.”

“Pkije’nuk astua’sij…” she trailed off, the uncertainty forming a lump in her throat, “ajipjulnek.”

He inhaled sharply, and his next words were spoken in a hysteric cry. “Altuitaiek! Na’kwek, aji-pikwelk maljewe’j ela’lut kina’matino’kuomk! Ka’kwet, melknat aq apaja’sit istue’k… jiliplneyimk.” He paused, and when he next spoke, he was glaring steadfast past Anne in a righteous, terrified fury. “Elsu’tmaq wape’k mimajuinu.”

Rough hands grabbed her by the forearm, ripping her away from the young child as the panic arose amongst the crowd. Struggling against the current, she screamed out to the boy as burly, scabrous men began to rush at him. “Kitpu, ketkwi’k! Elmitukwi’k! Go, run!”

The Mi’kmaq youth gave her one last look of resolute horror before bolting off, disappearing skilfully into the woods beyond the row of houses as men clamoured in an attempt to chase him. Anne knew with a shred of satisfied hope that they were vastly at a disadvantage. She nodded with the shadow of a smirk as she heard the tell-tale yells of frustration from the shelter of the oaks and spruces. Her imagination wandered, and for what could have been a mere second or several lifetimes, she dreamed that she broke away, chasing after the young boy into the trees, laughing in unadulterated joy as she caught up with him, and together, they ran off with nature in all her thrilling glory.

She was thrown roughly back into her present situation as the large, course hands upon her were replaced with two pairs shakily checked her over, their owners speaking in rushed, worried tones.

“Anne! Oh, my goodness, are you insane?! Actually, don’t answer that; but what were you thinking?!” Josie’s blunt tone chastised her relentlessly, piercing blue eyes into her very soul.

Jane huffed, patting down the ruffles that had formed on her sleeve after the belligerent man-handling. “You ought to think things through before you throw yourself into situations. What if that boy had a weapon? You could have been seriously harmed!”

Anne pulled away from them, wheeling around to look at them in complete admonishment, flicking her horrified gaze between the young women. “Were the two of you watching the same scenario I was? Did you see what I saw?” Without turning, she pointed angrily behind her. “Because what I just witnessed was a young, innocent and unarmed child being harassed by a group of aggressive and unjust fully-grown men, for no other reason than that he was born on land stolen from him…”

Her eyes narrowed dangerously as she pulled back in disgust. “Or were you just too blinded by your own fog of prejudice?”

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“I don’t want anything from you. Least of all redemption.”

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"Women are not made whole by men. Women are made whole the moment they enter this world"

I couldn't find the whole text nor if it was written by someone before the show, so I tried to transcript the two parts of the Avonlea Gazette we saw in "A Strong Effort Of The Spirit Of Good".

"I highlight this case because it occured yesterday in our own community, but truly it is just one of countless such incidents that are perpetrated against women every day, in every part of the world for centuries. The utter disrespect of WOMEN'S BODILY AUTONOMY is a systematic issue- one that enslaves an entire sex- and therefore is surely worth our time and attention."

"[…] same chance to live bold lives. When boys are daring, they are heralded as heroes. When girls do the same, we are foolish, reckless, culpable. What would it cost us if we were allowed to take heroic chances? Without this STUPID, ARCHAIC RULES, think of what a revolutionary world we'd live in!

We are told a woman's place is in the […] what if we refuse to accept that?"

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Anne With An E Positivity Meme

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“It saved you, that you used your imagination to escape this place.  Your reality is effervescent.  Beautiful.  It made you who you are.  Able to see and dream what’s possible…not just what is.  You’re amazing because of your experiences.  It’s given you such empathy and the widest mind of anyone I know.  And selfishly…I’m thankful for it all.  Because you were able to understand and accept me.  That…saved my life.”