Little Women was one of my favorite books when I first read it. I must have been ten or eleven years old at the time, and had not encountered many other books that were “for kids” and were anything like this book.
I was impressed that it was as big as the books for adults, and, that it was not “dumbed down”, like many of the other books I had read at that time. The world still had some years to go before bookstores and libraries created a “young adult” or “teen” section, and, there didn’t seem to be many authors who were seeking that particular audience back then.
As I read Little Women now, as an adult, I find that I still enjoyed it, but not nearly as much as I did when I was younger.