Set in Trinidad, this tale about cultural identity and the dangers of prejudice gently, though a bit clumsily, makes its way through some tricky subject matter. During the Hindu festival Divali, Ricki wonders what color the blooms in his grandfather’s rose garden will be. His grandfather only answers, “Divali color for a Divali rose.” Still curious, Ricki tries to see for himself and accidentally snaps off a bud. When the grandfather discovers one of his precious roses missing, he automatically blames the “India people” who live next door. They are new to the Island, he explains, and not true Trinidadian-Indians like Ricki and himself. Only when Grandpa takes Ricki with him to accuse the neighbors does the boy finally confess. The theme of prejudice doesn’t cover new ground, but it does cover less familiar geographical territory. Only upon reading the author’s note, however, do the complex Trinidadian cultural dynamics become clear. Akib’s rich, moody oil pastels set a serious tone. Better for more mature picture-book audiences. (Picture book. 6-10)
