Give Me Back My Book! by Travis Foster
and Ethan Long
Redd and Bloo each love a book. Unfortunately itś the same book and neither one wants to share. Redd and Bloo each have legitimate reasons as to why they believe the book is theirs. Itś green. It has lots of pages that turn from right to left with letters and words, and so it goes.
As the battle ensues a sly bookworm sneaks in and nabs the book. Bloo and Redd are forced to work together as they come up with a plan to retrieve the book. Collaboration replaces quibbling and the reward is sharing a great book together. The bright, bold illustrations and expressive comic book characters are what make the book fun. In guise of slapstick, this is a clever lesson about parts of the book. Also a great example of the benefit of cooperation vs. squabbling. Maybe I should send a copy to our Congress?
Thankful written by Eileen Spinelli and illustrated by Archie Preston
This sweet picture book illustrates the spirit of thankfulness for the ordinary and routine. Two siblings consider the things that those around them might be thankful for. The gardener is thankful for every green sprout, the fireman for putting the fire out. Rhyming text and charming illustrations make this an appealing book for story time. A fine example of gratefulness for the everyday things in life. It would be a wonderful life skill to promote with children, to spend time each day giving thanks for what we have. Perhaps we all could benefit from an intentional daily practice of gratitude. It might be an antidote for the daily news.
Last week I hosted a book fair as a fundraiser for our library. All the books were on display in the lobby next to the library so I had the doors propped open so people could come in to make their purchases. It had been a long day and as I sat at my desk doing paperwork a young girl came breezing into the library and asked if she could help with the bookfair. As she sat with me she chattered away and colored a picture with one eye on the lobby. As soon as prospective buyers came along to browse she would hop up and greet them. Several times she came skipping back into the library excitedly whispering¨I think we have a customer!¨as she clapped her hands. She was such a delight and so happy to help. She continued to pop back and forth between the sale and my desk. A bit later, she went buzzing out to help one of our customers but returned a bit dejected. She sat down and quietly colored but her sparkle had noticeably fizzled. She finally said¨Sometimes I don´t think people see me.¨ I asked what she meant so she elaborated.¨Sometimes I talk to people and they act like they don´t even see me. Right now I was trying tell some kids about a really good book and they didn´t even look at me.¨ I tried to explain as gently as I could that sometimes people are either in a big hurry or are distracted so they might not be paying attention like they should. I reassured her that if they didn´t see her they were the ones missing out. It was like watching a flower wilt. Later that evening as I drove home, I thought about that dear little girl and it reminded me of similar experiences throughout my lifetime. A smile unreturned, a gesture disregarded, a word unheard. It gave me pause. Money was made during our library book fair but the biggest treasure was a girl with a sparkle who wanted to help. So as I return to work next week it will be with a new resolve. To make sure that that little girl and others like her know that my eyes see them.
Itś not what you look at that matters, itś what you see.
Henry David Thoreau
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