Why did Jo admire Mr. Bhaer?
NOVEL: LITTEL WOMAN
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As often as I’ve read Little Women, I found that I didn’t have very distinct memories of Bhaer—not the way I did of Jo or Amy or Laurie. Despite his recurrence in the later books, he’d faded into a somewhat two-dimensional character for me. When I first encountered the book, I was probably nine or ten—too young to appreciate a character like Bhaer, and more receptive to Laurie’s obvious charms. Bhaer had seemed pedantic and unromantic, and I’d retained that notion. As a grown-up, would I feel differently? By this time, having known loneliness and love, and indeed having married someone a few years my senior, would I have more sympathy for this more mature relationship?
“You’re my professor Bhaer,” I said experimentally to my husband.
He paled. “That’s the most horrible thing you’ve ever said to me,” he replied.
This only heightened my determination to give Bhaer a fair shake. And so I dove in. The first volume of Little Women proceeded as remembered: Jo is strong and original, and Laurie—the wealthy neighbor and friend turned suitor—is realistically drawn. His rapport with Jo, with their warring tempers, grows naturally. We expect romance not because he’s the logical lead but because they seem to love each other, and because their friendship is based on mutual fondness and respect. When Jo turns down his declaration, it seems—wrong. Like she’s arrested or scared. At any rate, her objections are unconvincing. Laurie is self-absorbed and spoiled, yes: but even as a part of me was glad to see him thwarted, I wasn’t persuaded by her denial. This was the first time I doubted the narrative voice’s total honesty.
Having refused Laurie, Jo travels south to New York City to work as a governess and pursue her writing. Shortly after arriving at the house, she encounters Professor Bhaer. She recounts the experience in a letter home:
As I went downstairs soon after, I saw something I liked. The flights are very long in this tall house, and as I stood waiting at the head of the third one for a little servant girl to