Unsure of his destination, can Bernie keep his “On-Time Delivery Money Quack Guarantee”?
Delivery-dog Bernie’s truck is full of goofy, distracted ducks: one’s reading the newspaper, two are drinking a “Bladder Buster” soda—and another ate the directions to his customer’s house. So the put-upon pooch must stop everyone he sees to ask, “Did you call for a truck full of ducks?” A little girl didn’t; she called for a mail truck to send her little brother far away. The jackhammering construction worker didn’t; he called for a “D-D-D-DUMP truck.” The pirate (a mass of disability stereotypes: eyepatch, hook, peg leg, and rotten teeth) didn’t call for ducks…he called for a truck of crackers (for his parrot, of course), “not quackers.” It wasn’t the shark (ice cream truck) or the broken-down extraterrestrial (tow truck). By now, the ducks need a bathroom break—and, finally, from the deep, dark woods someone answers Bernie’s refrain. It was H. Fox, who makes the ducks more than a bit nervous. The surprise reason? Just as foolish as the entire journey. Burach’s tale, told completely in dialogue between Bernie and his possible customers, is only a part of the fun. Silly details decorate every spread of the bright, digitally created, cartoon illustrations, including newspaper headlines (“Stuff Happened”), posters, and the googly-eyed, rambunctious yellow ducks. There is some diversity of skin tone among the humans, but the preponderance are light-skinned.
Storytime audiences will quack up. (Picture book. 3-8)