THE PERFECTLY HORRIBLE HALLOWEEN

Arnold’s Halloween plans have been reduced to smoldering ruins, but a piece of quick thinking and a handy drop cloth allow him to rise like a phoenix in Poydar’s gladdening doff of the cap to young imaginations. Arnold’s all set to bag the scariest-of-all prize at his school’s Halloween party. He’s brought a pirate costume complete with eye patch, bushy eyebrows, and a tarantula tattoo—or has he? Since the class won’t be putting their costumes on until the end of the day, and since Arnold is so excited about the sheer fabulousness of his pirate rig, he goes to his locker to steal a peek at it. Shiver his timbers, it’s not there. Then he remembers leaving it on the bus that morning. A pall is cast over his day. When the other children start to get into their costumes, Arnold crawls under a drop cloth the class used when painting a mural. It doesn’t take long for the teacher to miss Arnold: “He’s disappeared,” says one kid. “He’s a ghost,” suggests another. A light switches on in Arnold’s attic. Slowly the drop cloth begins to move, then rises and swirls in a most startling way, leaving no doubt who’s won the scariest prize. As in her other work (Mailbox Magic, 2000, etc.), Poydar supplies an irresistible buoyancy. There’s a quiet optimism that finds expression both in the well-paced, encouraging narrative, and in the agile illustrations. (Picture book. 4-8)