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WHEN STARS ARISE

This melodic lullaby is warm and tender perfection.

A child winds down for bed.

After a busy day, the little one starts preparing to go to sleep as quiet falls and animals on the farm and in the nearby forest also begin settling down. Each page includes lilting verse with a version of the repeated refrain, “But do not sleep. / Don’t close your eyes / until the twinkling stars arise.” Once the toys are put away, the child has had a bath, and their caregiver has told them a bedtime story, it’s finally time to sleep “until the sun lights up the skies.” Alaraj’s poetry is gentle and sweet; combined with Czub’s watercolor illustrations, the tale truly comes to life. The delicate bleeding of blues, greens, and browns, the blurred edges, and the softness of the images blend for a fully realized world with the coziest of touches. The tiny feathers on the hen, the spots on the owl, and the wings of the geese provide texture. The yellows of the setting sun give way to the deep blues of dark, slowly taking readers into dreamland. This is a stunning marriage of text and art that will linger with listeners as they slip into sleep. The adult and child have brown skin and black hair. (This book was reviewed digitally.)

This melodic lullaby is warm and tender perfection. (Board book. 0-4)

Pub Date: April 11, 2023

ISBN: 9781459835665

Page Count: 22

Publisher: Orca

Review Posted Online: Jan. 24, 2023

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 15, 2023

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BECAUSE I HAD A TEACHER

A sweet, soft conversation starter and a charming gift.

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A paean to teachers and their surrogates everywhere.

This gentle ode to a teacher’s skill at inspiring, encouraging, and being a role model is spoken, presumably, from a child’s viewpoint. However, the voice could equally be that of an adult, because who can’t look back upon teachers or other early mentors who gave of themselves and offered their pupils so much? Indeed, some of the self-aware, self-assured expressions herein seem perhaps more realistic as uttered from one who’s already grown. Alternatively, readers won’t fail to note that this small book, illustrated with gentle soy-ink drawings and featuring an adult-child bear duo engaged in various sedentary and lively pursuits, could just as easily be about human parent- (or grandparent-) child pairs: some of the softly colored illustrations depict scenarios that are more likely to occur within a home and/or other family-oriented setting. Makes sense: aren’t parents and other close family members children’s first teachers? This duality suggests that the book might be best shared one-on-one between a nostalgic adult and a child who’s developed some self-confidence, having learned a thing or two from a parent, grandparent, older relative, or classroom instructor.

A sweet, soft conversation starter and a charming gift. (Picture book. 4-7)

Pub Date: March 1, 2017

ISBN: 978-1-943200-08-5

Page Count: 32

Publisher: Compendium

Review Posted Online: Dec. 13, 2016

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 1, 2017

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TALES FOR VERY PICKY EATERS

Broccoli: No way is James going to eat broccoli. “It’s disgusting,” says James. Well then, James, says his father, let’s consider the alternatives: some wormy dirt, perhaps, some stinky socks, some pre-chewed gum? James reconsiders the broccoli, but—milk? “Blech,” says James. Right, says his father, who needs strong bones? You’ll be great at hide-and-seek, though not so great at baseball and kickball and even tickling the dog’s belly. James takes a mouthful. So it goes through lumpy oatmeal, mushroom lasagna and slimy eggs, with James’ father parrying his son’s every picky thrust. And it is fun, because the father’s retorts are so outlandish: the lasagna-making troll in the basement who will be sent back to the rat circus, there to endure the rodent’s vicious bites; the uneaten oatmeal that will grow and grow and probably devour the dog that the boy won’t be able to tickle any longer since his bones are so rubbery. Schneider’s watercolors catch the mood of gentle ribbing, the looks of bewilderment and surrender and the deadpanned malarkey. It all makes James’ father’s last urging—“I was just going to say that you might like them if you tried them”—wholly fresh and unexpected advice. (Early reader. 5-9)

Pub Date: May 1, 2011

ISBN: 978-0-547-14956-1

Page Count: 48

Publisher: Clarion Books

Review Posted Online: April 4, 2011

Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2011

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