POPPLETON IN WINTER

This wintry triptych of Poppleton tales is all readers have come to expect from Rylant’s (Little Whistle’s Dinner Party, above, etc.) worthy pig: dry humor, natty friendships, and doings that kids can relate to. In the first story, Poppleton’s impressive display of icicles on his house, of which he is justly proud (though neighbors and family counsel him to remove them), is knocked to the ground by a wayward finch. The finch, Patrick by name, apologizes, then, seeing that Poppleton is a bit distraught, suggests Poppleton do something with them. They build a picket fence, and camaraderie. Next, since “winter always made Poppleton creative,” he decides to make a bust of Cherry Sue’s head. As he toils away, he must make frequent trips to Cherry Sue’s house to take a good look at her hair—and her eyes and her nose. Finally Cherry Sue has had enough and she tweaks Poppleton’s snout. Taken aback, he explains his harassment and Cherry Sue comes for a sitting. She even gives his nose a peck. Lastly, he’s disappointed when all his pals can’t go for a sleigh ride. Compounding the misery, they are all busy making delicious foods that he wishes he were eating. Then surprise, they descend upon Poppleton to celebrate his birthday (he’d forgotten). They even get to go for a midnight sleigh ride. All’s well in Poppleton’s world, a place in which kids will be happy to tarry (and so encourage beginning readers). Teague’s (Horus’s Horrible Day, p. 862, etc.) jovial, scrubbed artwork has Poppleton written all over it, especially when capturing Cherry Sue at her most indignant. (Easy reader. 3-8)