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Monday, August 17, 2015

The Past Is Prologue: Malcolm Under the Stars by W. H. Beck

When Malcolm, Mr. Binney's classroom pet rat, learns that his special nutter friend Amanda is moving away, he thinks that is the worst thing that could happen. But that night there is an emergency meeting of the Midnight Society, and his world seems to crumble beneath him.

Honey Bunny's whiskers twitched at Malcolm. Tank the turtle finished in a rush. "They're saying the electrical system may not be up to code. They'll have to rewire the whole school, which will make the boiler room incident look like loose change. The whole thing--well, it was proposed tonight that maybe McKenna's time has come."

It was Malcolm who stepped forward. "Time for what? Repairs?"

Tank pulled his head inside his shell. "It's official now. The school board has scheduled two "listening sessions, where lankies can say what they think. And then they'll vote." Polly the parakeet and Tank exchanged looks. "They're talking about closing the school."

For longer than the memories of any of the classroom pets whose secret Midnight Academy has looked out for the welfare of their school--the lankies (teachers) and the nutters (students)--McKenna Elementary has been their home. Sure, fifth graders graduated, but there were always new nutters who needed them. But now, with major structural problems everywhere, it looked like the city was determined to terminate McKenna Elementary and disperse their own nutters and lankies to two other schools.

But Malcolm and others of the Midnight Academy rally to save the school. They uncover the history behind McKenna, once Clearwater's only high school, and get the nutters to present a program with a plea to preserve the historic school, to rally graduates of the high school and former students to keep it alive. And in the course of their investigations of old high school annuals on a bottom shelf in the library, they uncover a legend, the mysterious philanthropist who funded their now crumbling auditorium and gym, and a series of coded hobo ciphers which hint of a time capsule from 1938 and a "Loaded Stash" that might just cover the cost of the old building's repairs and more. But none of the "Inside critters" currently serving as class pets have memories that go back to that time to help find that stash in time to save their school.

Unless.... Malcolm remembers how he saved Beert the barn owl, trapped in the clock tower, and how Beert had introduced him to some of the "Outside critters" who had helped him save the school from the evil cat Snip's plan to poison the nutters' water supply. Desperate, Malcolm screws up his courage to ask the legendary Striped Shadow across the river in his abandoned factory redoubt for help.

And then...the Shadow tells him that there is one critter living there, one whose memory from kittenhood goes back far enough to link them to the secret of the Stash.

Malcolm can't believe it, but that critter is Snip, the feral cat who haunted McKenna School, the villain he though he had vanquished in the boiler episode, the only one who may know how to find the hidden secret that can save their school and keep the Midnight Academy critters together with their nutters and lankies.

As William Faulkner famously said, "The past is never dead. It's not even past." And Malcolm's midnight quest under the stars indeed reveals that the past is still alive, a past that provides a way to a totally surprising ending that promises a future for McKenna Elementary School, in W. H. Beck's eagerly awaited Malcolm Under the Stars (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2015). Malcolm, a mere runty ratling who gains entry to Mr. Binney's classroom by pretending mousehood, is the intrepid crusader who leads the way to save his fellow critters' mission to befriend and mentor future nutters on their way to growing up. A engrossing history mystery, with colorful and courageous critter characters and a cast of varied and resourceful kids and teachers who come together to save their community makes for a page-turning adventure that has a lot to say about the courage, perseverance, and initiative it takes to maintain any community.

For a perfect classroom read-aloud, pair this one with its noted prequel, Malcolm at Midnight (see my 2012 review here.)

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Sunday, September 07, 2014

Dino-Pet: If I Had A Raptor by George O'Connor

IF I HAD A RAPTOR, I'D WANT TO GET HER AS A BABY, WHEN SHE'S TEENSY AND TINY, AND FUNNY AND FLUFFY.

I WOULD GIVE HER A LITTLE BLUE BELL.

And it's a good thing our little would-be pet owner has that bell handy!

She finds her ideal pet with its litter mates in a cardboard box marked FREE RAPTORS. It's blue and furry and cuddly, and just as she'd hoped, it likes to snuggle on her lap and sun herself on the windowsill.

Just like most new pets, her baby blue raptor is a night owl, playing around "like crazy" at night and waking her up at ungodly hours of the morning so that they see a lot of sunrises together. She makes it no secret when she's hungry, but she's not above walking away from her dish, nose in the air and tail swishing, if she's not pleased with the entree.

But unlike most kitties and puppies, raptors grow and grow and GROW.Our girl has to fetch some lopping shears from the garage to trim her long claws and teach her where it is NOT a good idea to sharpen them. And that blue bell around her neck warns the birds and other potential prey when the raptor goes out for a bit of stalking practice.

But this raptor is always ready for a hug, in George O'Connor's  If I Had a Raptor (Candlewick Press, 2014).  This furry, fluffy raptor's behavior bears a close resemblance to that more common household predator pet, the cat, and ever since Syd Hoff's Danny and the Dinosaur strolled through town, kids have dreamed of a dinosaur pet, and author O'Connor obliges with a clearly fanciful dino and a young pet owner who is just as doting and delightful as can be. Artist O'Connor provides plenty of visual humor in the illustrations, while his pom-pom ponytailed pet owner shows just how it's done. Publishers Weekly gives this one a starred review, with words of high praise, saying it "strikes an ideal balance between visual sophistication and warmth."

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Friday, May 23, 2014

Tost [sic] of the Town: I Am Otter by Sam Garton

HI! I AM OTTER.

NO ONE KNOWS WHERE I CAME FROM.

OTTER KEEPER SAYS THAT HE FOUND ME IN A BOX ON HIS DOORSTEP ONE DAY.

I WISH I'D MADE THE MOST OF BEING SMALL.

Otter loves the weekends. Otter Keeper is home and he and Otter and Teddy Bear have fun. Otter gets most of the attention, since Teddy just sort of sits around.

But when the work week rolls around and Otter Keeper leaves early in the morning, Otter gets bored and lonely. But when stowing away in Otter Keeper's briefcase and drowning the alarm clock in the goldfish bowl don't work, Otter decides that he and Teddy need their own jobs!

They hang out their sign [TOST RESTRANT] and Otter institutes employee training.

Teddy's learning curve is NOT steep.

And at the grand opening things go very wrong:

TEDDY FORGOT TO TAKE RESERVATIONS.

HE HADN'T TOLD ANYONE HOW MUCH OUR TOAST WOULD COST.

HE GOT ORDERS WRONG. SOME OF THE CUSTOMERS HAD TO BE ASKED TO LEAVE.

When Otter Keeper comes home from work, he finds his day is far from over. The whole place is a mess, and the kitchen is in shambles. The window is still open where disgruntled and unruly patrons were forcibly ejected. Toast toppings are everywhere--catsup, jam, Tobasco sauce, maraschino cherries--and some of Teddy's plush cohorts seem to have collapsed with their noses in Otter's culinary creations. Otter tries to explain that it is all Teddy's fault. But where IS Teddy?

Popular humor blogger Sam Garton introduces his comic character Otter to the picture bookosphere in his just published I Am Otter (Balzer And Bray, 2014). Otter is an adorably well-meaning but mischievous character in the venerable tradition of H.A. Rey's Curious George, and his young and earnest Otter Keeper is the worthy successor to the Man in the Yellow Hat. Garton's dead-pan narrative is clever, his page design is perfect, and his wry portrayal of his energetic but naive pet has so many amusing details that it will take kids a while to get through this story as they stop to laugh along the way. Kirkus Reviews simply says, "Hysterical!"

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Friday, January 04, 2013

Reptile Rapport: My Snake Blake by Randy Sieger

I WAS IN MY ROOM HIDING FROM MY HOMEWORK, WHEN MY DAD KNOCKED ON THE DOOR, HANDED ME A BIG BOX WITH RED RIBBON ON IT AND SHOUTED "HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY!

HURRY UP AND OPEN IT!

C'MON! IT NEEDS AIR!"

This kid has the world's coolest dad. Inside the box is a snake. He can't believe it!

His mom can't believe it either.

"YOU'RE NUTS!" SHE SAID.

"AND PROUD OF IT." SAID DAD.

His dad urges him to take the snake out of the box. He's a really L-O-O-N-G snake, bright green. And apparently very friendly.

"H-E-L-L-O," he spells out.

This snake can write, and in perfect  (bright red) cursive! Awesome!

"WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"

"B-L-A-K-E."

"I PAID EXTRA FOR THAT!" DAD SAYS.

It's a red-letter reptile birthday! Blake the snake soon puts even Mom at ease with a calming message to relax and soon wins her over with his usefulness. He helps the kid with his homework, opens the kitchen door for Mom when she staggers in with a load of groceries, and is expert in finding the keys and putting them back where they belong. He even eats the boy's Brussels sprouts which he sneaks to his pet under the table. Soon the whole family wonders how they ever got along without Blake the Snake.

Randy Sieger's My Snake Blake (Roaring Brook, 2012) is clever and eye-catching, executed as it is in black-line drawings with just the right amount of red and green to set off Blake and his remarks. Sieger even embeds a bit of humor for grownups, and English majors will enjoy his clever interjection of the English poet (William Blake) who shares this reptile's name.

As Kirkus Reviews says, "Blake the snake just might be the most spectacular pet of all time."

Pair this one with Tomi Ungerer's classic constrictor story, Crictor (Reading Rainbow Books) for a snake-centered storytime.

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Monday, September 12, 2011

A What? It's a Little Book by Lane Smith

"WHAT IS THAT?"

It's a rematch, this time done up in diapers back in their baby days, between Lane Smith's determined bookophile monkey and his quizzical technophile friend the donkey.

As this early reader sits on his padded bottom, lost in the little volume in his hands, his skeptical friend wants to know what to do with such an absorbing object. Could it be a teething biscuit? he wonders as he tries a nibble. Wearing? (open, on his head) Flying? (a sturdy paper airplane Building? (a ready-made roof for his block building. How about a not-so-soft pillow? A saddle blanket? A laptop? A really flat smart phone?

Nope, Nope. Nope, and nope again!

His patient companion never misses a beat as he maintains his concentration on the intriguing object:

"IT'S FOR READING.
IT'S A BOOK, SILLY!"

Lane Smith has reconfigured his current New York Times best-selling hit, It's a Book as a board book for the youngest readers in his just published It's a Little Book (Roaring Brook, 2011), which retains the sly humor and skillful characterizations established in the title for slightly older readers in this delightful spin-off.

See the (admittedly adorable) trailer for this little book about a little book here.

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Friday, March 18, 2011

Cat Connoisseur: I Don't Want a Cool Cat by Emma Dodd

I DON'T WANT A COOL CAT.

A TREAT-ME-LIKE-A-FOOL CAT.

As every cat owner has learned, there are as many cat personalities as there are cats, and our little would-be cat fancier is not being finicky as the proverbial feline when she sets out to find a perfect personality fit for her own pet.

Our little girl, with her pink dress and neat Mary Jane slippers, knows that a haughty Siamese will hog her bed and leave her the cast-off cat bed. That's not the cat for her!

She knows she doesn't want a fluffy, stuffy, foofy cat, or an orange-striper Tom spoiling for a fight. She definitely does not want a feed-me-now greedy cat, so stout he gets stuck in the pet door on the way to the food bowl. And nix to that prowly-scowly- yowly cat with a cat-itude.

There's got to be the right cat out there for a girl with an empty lap.

NOT A SCRATCH OR SCRAP CAT.

A CURL-UP-IN-MY-LAP CAT--

A GLAD-WHEN-I-COME-HOME CAT!

In the aesthetically delightful Emma Dodd's artistic hands, her latest, I Don't Want a Cool Cat!, (Little, Brown, 2010) is a fun and funny lesson in cat selection. Dodd's delicious illustrations, done up in clever double-page spreads with dramatic changes in perspective and perfect caricatures of the kitty types she describes, are spot-on in generating laughs, even without the text. But the rhythmic couplets, doubly appealing with their internal rhymes presented one line per page, are a joy to read, silently or aloud.

Great for story times or even for beginners to read solo, this one works well with Dodd's earlier companion book, I Don't Want a Posh Dog, for a pet-perfect pair.

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Monday, November 15, 2010

Unfriending: Children Make Terrible Pets by Peter Brown

"OH, MY GOSH! YOU ARE THE CUTEST CRITTER IN THE WHOLE FOREST!

MOM! LOOK AT WHAT I FOUND! I CALL HIM SQUEAKER.

ISN'T HE THE CUTEST?

CAN I KEEP HIM?"

When the tutu-ed little bear Lucy brings home a human toddler and begs to keep him as a pet, her mom is definitely dubious.

"CHILDREN MAKE TERRIBLE PETS!" SHE WARNS.

But Mom relents before Lucy's persistent pleas, and at first Lucy is quite taken with her cute little pet. Squeaker never tires of playing, and Lucy is thrilled.

But things quickly begin to go downhill with the pet training program. Squeaker does NOT respond to training. He throws tantrums, makes monstrous messes in the house, and resolutely refuses to visit his sandbox for the necessary, er, sanitary processes. Lucy is flummoxed with her failures to shape Squeaker's behavior to the requirements of her orderly home.

Finally, when Squeaker disappears, Lucy is at first relieved to be free of the 24/7 responsibility for her pet. But then, feeling a tiny twinge of guilt, she searches for him in the woods near where she found him, and in a clearing comes upon an unexpected scene. There is Squeaker, obviously happy to be back among his loving human family, picnicking in their backyard. Lucy sees that Squeaker is back where he belongs.

"GOODBYE, SQUEAKER," SHE WHISPERS.

Peter Brown's clever little Children Make Terrible Pets (Little, Brown, 2010) flips the found pet scenario to give children a different view of the whole "Can I Keep Him" theme, pointing out that sometimes some potential "pets" are happier in their own habitats. Brown's illustrations are simple but creatively stylized, with his brief text enlightened by thought and speech balloons adding to the unique design. Squeaker is limited to his basic "Squeak!" but Lucy's remarks succinctly show her thoughts as she thinks through her initial decision to bring home a "wild" pet. Kids will chuckle over the switch in roles but definitely get the message.

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Sunday, September 19, 2010

Placebo Pets: The Best Pet Ever by Victoria Roberts

"Mom, can I have a pet? PLEASE!

Mom, Mom, can I have a pet?

Can I?"

"We'll see."

It's a classic conversation that almost all children and parents have somewhere along the line. Unlike some kids, this little girl takes her mom's provisional "We'll see," seriously. Setting out to prove that she's got the right stuff to take care of a pet, she undertakes a series of trial adoptions.

First it's a rock she names "Fluffy." She takes Fluffy for a walk, although he's apparently not in the least leash-trained. Then he somehow seems to earn the privilege of walking off-leash, but fails in his part of the deal when he makes his escape down a steep hill.

The girl turns to a single glove she finds. It has its appeal: it's soft and woolly and looks cute in its cozy basket. And named "Nibbles," it lives up to its moniker by agreeably consuming everything the little girl stuffs it with--acorns and leaves mostly--for a couple of days, until Nibbles apparently reaches her capacity.

Then the prospective pet owner finds a candy wrapper and submerges it in a handy clear glass fruit bowl in the kitchen. Filled with water, the sinuous wrapper, christened "Swishy," obligingly swims around and around when its owner swirls the liquid, twisting and turning cheerfully for a day or so until sogginess sets in.

Finally, the girl seems to have found the perfect substitute pet--a red balloon which she names "Bruce." Bruce gets a cheery black marker face and filled with static electricity, clings to the girl when he's warmly hugged. It looks like Bruce is the best pet yet, until...
BANG!

Now the girl is sad. Bruce was the best pet yet, but now he's a popped pet!
"Oh, that's a shame! Maybe we can find another pet for you to play with," Mom says.


And there, in the kitchen, is an interesting looking brown box, with big, round holes cut in the sides. What could be inside?

Victoria Roberts' The Best Pet Ever (Tiger Tales, 2010) is a neat imaginative take on the may-I-have-a-pet story. Written with a childlike simplicity and illustrated agreeably by Deborah Allbright, this book will intrigue kids with her improbable pinch-hit pets and empathize with this girl who proves she's worthy of the privilege, and it looks like Timmy is going to be one lucky little black-and-white kitty.

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