Sunday Storytime: The Bear on the Moon

This book features a curious polar bear who is different from the other bears because she “wondered about things no other bear thought about.” She swims as deep as she can to see what’s below, and she swims to the horizon to see what the aurora borealis is all about.

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Seriously, look at how beautiful this page is.

When no one can answer your questions, go and find the answers yourself. If you persevere, despite what others say, you just might get to touch the shining lights at the horizon.

Sunday Storytime: Heart of a Tiger

Marsha Diane Arnold starts by explaining Naming Day, when “each animal born the previous spring chooses its own name.” But there’s a catch: they only get to keep that name if everyone agrees that it is fair and honest.

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“Four supposed he should name himself Smallest of All. But he was afraid if he named himself that, it would always be so.”

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“In my heart I am bigger than what you see.”

He journeys into the jungle in search of himself, and calms back calm and confident, ready to claim his identity.

 Ideally, won’t our kids do the same? Maybe not in a jungle, although that’s as good a place as any.

You have to go find yourself, discover yourself, without the influence of others.

And it’s a kitten.

 

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Storytime: Weslandia

Upon re-reading this book after graduating from the uber-liberal-and-socially-aware Evergreen State College, a small part of me started wondering if this book romanticizes the “native” way of living; if this book perpetuates the White Man Returns to Nature trope that plagues our movies, books, and shows. But, for the sake of childhood, I decided to ignore these feelings and just enjoy the book as I did when I was young.

Right, Pooh Bear? Let's just stay in childhood forever.

Right, Pooh Bear? Let’s just stay in childhood forever.

Weslandia follows a young boy, an outcast, who is teased at school and doesn’t fit in. One summer, he decides to start a project that ends up blossoming into his own world.

It’s a story that encourages independence and initiative, as Wesley takes charge of his life and makes it into something he can enjoy. It’s like a blanket fort: his curiosity and imagination create a space all his own, a place where he is safe and happy, untouched by the outside world. He creates his own reality.

Industrious little fella.

Industrious little fella.

And this is how Wesley finds friends, by first fully finding himself, and living without compromise.

Storytime: Yo! Yes?

It’s ridiculous how endearing this book can be with so few words. Chris Raschka gives Dr. Seuss a run for his money with this all-dialogue interaction between two kids that begins with the oh-so-simple “Yo! Yes?

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It’s almost a call-and-response. “Yo!” says the first kid. “Yes?” replies the second. “Hey!” “Who?” One is sassy, the other shy. “You!” “Me?” (Amazon describes this book as having two characters, “one black and one white,” which was weird to read, because it makes the story about race, and I never really read it that way. Sassy and shy was how I always identified them.)

Check out that hand on that hip! So sassy.

Check out that hand on that hip! So sassy.

And the conversation continues from there, no more than three words per page, totaling 34 words all together. It’s sweet and straightforward, and yet so much fun. The drawings manage to express the emotions behind the dialogue. Kids learn to read not only the words, but also the body language of the characters. It’s an example of how reading is more than just words, of how tone and context affect the meaning.

It’s a lovely little book that captures how perfectly simple friendship can be.

 

Storytime: King Bidgood!

“King Bidgood’s in the bathtub and he won’t get out! Oh, who knows what to do!?”

Thus starts one of my favorite childhood books. It’s got that swing to it, that rhythm from nursrey rhymes and playground songs that makes it easy to pick up. Kids feel like they’re reading along, and they know what comes next.

The illustrations are what make this particular rhyme memorable. The attention to detail makes every page engaging, with unique and dramatic details hidden in every corner.

Yeah, that's the king in his bathtub, with a cake topper of himself in a bathtub.

Yeah, that’s the king in his bathtub, with a cake topper of himself in a bathtub.
And yes, the text is backwards, cuz of the photo.

As time passes, the sun goes across the window, changing the light of the familiar stone arches where these pleas for help have been occurring. The characters have melodramatic faces, each more amusing than the last as they take their turn in the spotlight, trying to rescue the king from his pruny fate.

Seriously, this lady is freaking out right now.

Seriously, this lady is freaking out right now.

And the story, well, it’s just like one a kid makes up, while playing in the bathtub. “I am the king! I will never leave my tub! Bring me my lunch, bring me my soldiers!” Maybe the best children’s authors are just big kids themselves. Which just confirms what Tom Hanks taught me in Big. Adults are boring, so hold on to your inner child.

It's all about being a kid at heart.

It’s all about being a kid at heart.

Introducing: Sunday Night Storytime!

How long has it been since you read a children’s book?

If you’re a parent or a child or someone who spends time with children, then probably not that long, but for the rest of us, without a reason to pick up a picture book, it’s probably been a lot longer.

But they’re so good! I have fond memories of the children’s section at our local library, where I’d spend ages looking through the books for just a few titles to take home. George and Martha, the hippos, were the stars of some of my favorite books, and sometimes I still wish I had one of their books lying around so I could dive back in to their world.

Two Best Friends. Awwww.

Ohhhh the memories. 

Among the perks of returning to live with my parents (no rent, steady flow of food, clean kitchen…) is being close to our extensive collection of children’s books. And as I clean out my childhood bedroom (no easy feat) I’ve been rediscovering a few favorites. Every Sunday night I’ll share one of these books with you, and explain why that particular story has remained one of my favorites as I’ve grown up.

Tonight we’ll start with The Bee Tree. When Mary Ellen complains that she is bored of reading, Grampa takes her on an adventure, and ends up bringing the whole town with him as they chase a bee in hopes of finding the hive and harvesting some honey.

That's Pooh Bear on my left. He'll be joining me for storytime.

That’s Pooh Bear on my left. He’ll be joining me for storytime.

Mmmm, the sweetness of that honey. The illustrations are marvelous, but what stuck out to me the most on this read through was the names of the characters! Seriously.

In order of appearance, we have:

  1. Mrs. Govlock, with baby Sylvester in the carriage
  2. Einar Tundevold, on his squeaky old bike
  3. Olav Lundheigen, on a stroll with…
  4. Petra and Dorma, the Hermann sisters.
  5. “Klondike” Bertha Fitchworth
  6. and last, but most certainly not least, Feduciary Longdrop, and his herd of goats

I think Patricia Polacco is Russian, and perhaps that accounts for such foreign names (or maybe they came from her imagination,) but I’d recommend practicing a few times before attempting to read this one aloud. Stumbling over the silly names really messes up the flow of the adventure, although they definitely contribute to this carefree and whimsical story.