The word "parent" is not just a noun. It's also a verb.
Kelp we are told, was born deep in the ocean and looks remarkably similar to his friends–similar that is, yet different. There is this odd (but charmingly drawn) bubble around his head, and his body isn’t shaped exactly the same way as everybody else’s. He doesn’t like the same foods and doesn’t excel at the same things his friends do either. The great thing is though, nobody cares! His friends, all narwhals, love him just the way he is.
The book does a great job of capturing a snapshot of the past, and encapsulating it in a timeless fairy tale. And that’s, why this book is on my bookshelf.
Whether your child is a native Spanish speaker or not, you can start reading this book with your child at birth. The rhymes are gorgeous and reinforce language skills.
But this book is not about dress-up. This book is about self-discovery, about acceptance, and, like most of the books I’m drawn to, about unconditional love.
It is a lovely book. It’s just not a book that I would keep. While the design is beautiful and it does spark imagination, there is just not much there there.
As a writer, he’s a wonderful illustrator. The story is the problem.
Yes, the kid in The Giving Tree is a total, unabashed snot. The tree, on the other hand, is accepting, loving and kind. To a fault.