Healing time writing Anne of Green Gables in Japanese!
Fill in the Japanese text page by page of the classic "Anne of Green Gables," a story that teaches growth, courage, and the meaning and value of being loved!

The classic novel "Anne of Green Gables" is still loved around the world after 100 years.
Mark Twain praised it as “the most lovely, touching, and delightful book since Alice in Wonderland.”
In Anne's quirky but lovable coming-of-age story, we revisit our own childhood.


Anne Shirley, an eleven-year-old girl who lost her parents and grew up in an orphanage, is accidentally adopted by Marilla and Matthew of Green Gables and begins a new life.
The moment Anne first saw Green Gables, she knew she had found her home.
Anne's overflowing imagination and outspokenness sometimes cause a stir, but her genuine heart and warm friendship transform the lives of those around her.


Anne of Green Gables has captivated readers around the world for over a century, captivating them with its gentle humor and beautiful scenery, exploring themes of growth, courage, and what it means to be loved.
The story of a girl who began in a green-roofed house on a small island resonates with people of different languages ​​and cultures.
Perhaps it is because the path Anne walked overlaps with our lives.

Anne of Green Gables has been in the hearts of readers around the world for over a century.
The story of a girl who began in a green-roofed house on a small island resonates with people of different languages ​​and cultures.
Perhaps it is because the path Anne walked overlaps with our lives.

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This manuscript is designed to go beyond simply reading Anne's story, allowing you to naturally learn expressions and grammar by copying the original Japanese text, character by character.
It will be a special experience to walk along Anne's path while transcribing and feel her emotions and thoughts in Japanese.
See the world through Anne's eyes, feel the world through Anne's heart.

--- p.8

Matthew Cuthbert was riding calmly up the hill past the wagons on a busy afternoon, after three-thirty.
Besides, Matthew was dressed in his best suit with a white shirt.
It's like saying you're going to leave Avonlea from now on.

--- p.20

“Matthew went to Bright River.
We decided to take a boy from a Nova Scotia orphanage.
So Matthew went out to meet the kid who was coming by train tonight.”
--- p.30

“I’m not waiting for a girl,” said Matthew, embarrassed.
“I came to pick up the boy.
It should be here.
“Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Spencer were to bring the child to me from Nova Scotia.”
--- p.45

I was worried.
I was worried that you might not come.
I imagined all sorts of things that could happen and you might not be able to come.
If you hadn't come to pick me up tonight, I was thinking of climbing up to that big wild cherry tree at the bend in the tracks and spending the night there.
I'm not scared at all.

--- p.52

“What a beautiful tree! That tree growing out of the earthen embankment, it looks like it’s made entirely of pure white lace. Doesn’t that tree remind you of something?” the girl asked.

“Well, I guess so, I don’t know,” Matthew replied.

--- p.58

Things like freckles, green eyes, and being thin can all be eliminated with imagination.
Because I can imagine a face as beautiful as rose petals, with lovely star-like violet eyes.
But imagination alone won't change this redhead.
I'm doing everything I can.

--- p.66

“There was no boy! That can’t be true. There must have been a boy.” Marilla didn’t back down.
“We told Mrs. Spencer to bring the boy to us.”
“Yeah, that wasn’t it.
The wife brought this child.
I heard it from the stationmaster.
So that's why I brought this child to our house.
“I couldn’t leave this child there, even if there was a mistake somewhere.”
--- p.80

“You haven’t eaten anything,” Marilla said sharply, looking at Anne.
Not eating seemed to be a major flaw for her.
Anne sighed.

“I can’t eat it.
I fell into the abyss of despair.
“Can you eat when you are in the depths of despair?”
“I’m afraid I’ve never been in the depths of despair, so I can’t say,” Marilla retorted.

--- p.94

Anne knelt on the floor, absorbed in the June morning seen through the window.
His eyes were sparkling with emotion.
Really, isn't it beautiful? It's a wonderful place, isn't it? I couldn't stay here! But I imagine I could still be here.
Look, this is where imagination really shines.

--- p.106

Anne, who tries to escape into a world of imagination by naming the geranium 'Bonnie' or calling the cherry tree 'Snow Goddess'.

“What is the name of that geranium on the windowsill?”
“That’s an apple-scented geranium.”
--- p.120

I heard that Mr. Cuthbert wants to adopt a young girl.
I definitely heard that.
But I think she wanted a boy.
So, if you still feel the same way as yesterday, I think this child would be perfect for you.

--- p.142

“I’d rather go back to the orphanage than live with someone like that,” Anne said fiercely.
“That guy is really, like… an awl.”
Marilla suppressed a laugh.
I should have scolded Anne for saying something like that.

--- p.152

“A friend of the heart, a close friend, someone who is truly on the same wavelength as me, a child I can confide in, even to the depths of my heart.
I've been dreaming of meeting a child like that ever since I was born.
I never thought I'd find a true friend, but so many wonderful dreams have come true at once, so maybe this one will come true too.
Do you think it will come true?
--- p.170

“Indeed, it is absolutely certain that you were not chosen for your looks,” Mrs. Rachel commented decisively.
Mrs. Rachel was one of those cheerful, ubiquitous people who prided herself on speaking her mind fairly and honestly.

--- p.182

An old wound from a distant memory suddenly came back to life before Marilla.
When I was little, one of my aunts said to the other:
“Oh my, look at this poor little child.
“The skin is dark and ugly.” It took Marilla fifty years for that thorn in her memory to fade.

--- p.198

“Okay, I understand.” Anne decided to endure the unbearable.

“When Marilla comes this time, I’ll tell her I’m sorry.”
“That’s good.
That's good, Anne.
But you must not tell Marilla about this.
“I promised not to interfere, because you’d think I was meddling.”
--- p.216

That kid's hair is all red, just like yours.
It was like that when I was young, but as I grew up, the color deepened and became a really nice dark brown.
I wouldn't be surprised at all if your head turned out like that.
Seriously, not at all.

--- p.228

“Oh, Marilla, I’m scared.
This moment has finally come, and I'm so scared.
"What if something happens that makes me dislike you? If that happens, my hopes will vanish like a dream, and it will be the greatest tragedy of my life."
--- p.244

This child is our daughter Diana.
Diana, why don't you take Anne to the garden and show her the flowers you planted?
It's much better than having your eyesight damaged by books.
This kid just reads too many books.

--- p.252

“I think Gilbert Blythe will be at school today,” Diana said.
“I just got back Saturday night from staying with my cousin in New Brunswick all summer.
You're such a handsome kid, Anne.
But you're just teasing the girl, that's too much.
“That kid is a pain in the ass for us girls.”
--- p.262

Gilbert reached across the hallway, picked up a strand of Anne's long, red braid, and whispered, poking her with his outstretched arm.

“Carrots! Carrots!”
Then Anne suddenly turned around!
--- p.270

“Anne Shirley, you seem to like the company of boys, so I’ll entertain you this afternoon to your liking,” the teacher said sarcastically.
“Take the flower out of your head and sit next to Gilbert Blythe.”
--- p.288

“There is little in this world I wouldn’t do for you, Diana,” Anne said sadly.
“It’s okay if your limbs get torn off.
If that helps you at all.
But this is not possible.
So please, don't say any more.
Your words will tear my soul to shreds.”
--- p.296

“I’m a bridesmaid and I’m wearing a beautiful dress, and it’s a puff-sleeved dress.
Yet, he hides his broken heart under the mask of a smile.
And say, Diana, goodbye―woof―woof―”

--- p.316