I have one hour, one latte, one slice of pumpkin bread, and one picture book worthy of an hour of attention celebration close study. I crack the spine open, smooth the pages one by one. On the first read I’m noticing what it’s about, how it’s organized, where body and heart react respond connect. I am marveling at Marla’s ability to tell a story with pictures, to move from small to big, small to big, small to big. On each successive read, I look for what a child reader will notice, as they turn these pages over days and weeks and years. I think about how that child reader will look at the world and the people in it in new ways because of this book.
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Books are a gift. I love sharing books with my class every day
Looks like a beauty. Thanks for the glimpse into your process.
Read it not once, but thrice to take in all the alliteration, repetition, and heart in this poem. A beautiful tribute to stories as mentors and touchstones.
This was uniquely written…and I love that last stanza!