Saturday, August 29, 2015

Egg Cream



  One day, it happened.

  Book fit perfectly into the girl's hands.

  She took him everywhere, and Book thought he must be the girls favorite thing in the whole world.

  But the truth was that there was someone else whom the girl really loved, too.

  Because the girl also loved her dog, Egg Cream.

The Jacket
Words by Kirsten Hall, Pictures by Dasha Tolstikova
ISBN 978-1-59270-168-1




And the Good Brown Earth




  Next time Gram went to the vegetable patch, Joe came too, and the birds were singing, the trees were flowering, and the rain and the sun were chasing each other across the sky.

  "Now's watching time," said Gram, keeping an eye on those angry birds, and she made a scarecrow and stuck it in the ground.

  Joe watched too. "Gram! Gram!" he shouted. "There are green spikes coming up!"

And the Good Brown Earth
Kathy Henderson
ISBN 978-0-7636-3841-2




Monday, August 24, 2015

India's Son Preference




  India's son preference is actually better described as a daughter dis-preference. The latest India census data found only 927 girls for every thousand boys nationwide. India is in the center of an epidemic of female feticide, and, strangely, modern technology is to blame. When ultrasounds became available in the 1980s, "doctors" opened private clinics all over rural India that advertised sex-determination tests——a miracle solution to the perennial desire for sons. Low-income villagers were encouraged to take their fate into their own hands and abort the fetus if it was female.

  The UN says two thousand girls are aborted every day now in India. In some parts of the country, there's such shortage of marriage-age girls that families are forced to share the same wife among several men or import brides from other states. I reported from one village in eastern India where every other household had a paro, or outside bride. Sex-selective abortion is now a crime in India. But although doctors can be imprisoned for revealing the gender of a fetus, they'll offer hints after an ultrasound instead. Tehy will say, "Your child will be beautiful like Lakshmi," if it's a girl, or they'll make a V sign for victory if it's a boy.

  ……

Sideways on A Scooter, Life and Love in India, P225
Miranda Kennedy
ISBN 978-1-4000-6786-2




Sunday, August 23, 2015

Besides Dowries




  Radha's worry wasn't whether the girl was ready; it was how to fund the wedding. It had never crossed her mind to plan an event within her means. If she was to secure for her daughter an alliance that would get her out of the slums, she expected that she would have to meet the groom's family's highest standards for the nuptials. Wedding are, in general, the biggest lifetime expense for Indians of all income groups. Middle-class Hindu weddings mean a guest list tipping into the thousands and two full weeks of religion rituals, parties, and dinners——in other words, lifelong debt. In today's India of conspicuous spending and Bollywood glitz, the richest grooms arrive at their weddings in helicopters; their banquets feature extravagant flourishes such as spurting chocolate fountains. Indians spend an average of thirty-two thousand dollars on a wedding. That's seven thousand dollars more than the average American spends, even though Indians earn only 10 percent of the American per capita income.

Sideways on A Scooter, Life and Love in India, P197
Miranda Kennedy
ISBN 978-1-4000-6786-2




Saturday, August 22, 2015

The Red Shoes




  As soon as Karen put on the red shoes, she began to dance.

  She danced around the whole village.

  "Red shoes, please stop! I'm tired," she said. But the red shoes did not stop.

The Red Shoes
A Story by Hans Christian Andersen
Retold by Joy Cowley
Illustrated by Yeong-ok Lee
ISBN 978-1-921790-86-7




Peter and the Wolf




  The wolf walked around the tree, licking his lips and watching the frightened bird and cat.

  Peter ran quickly to the back yard and returned with a ladder and a rope. He put the ladder against the wall and climbed into the tree.

  He whispered to the bird, "Fly in circles around the wolf's head to distract him. Be careful you don't get caught."

  ... ...

Peter and the Wolf
A Story by Sergei Prokofiev
Retold by Joy Cowley
Illustrated by Sook-hee Choi
ISBN 978-1-921790-55-3




Crawled Out from the Clock




  Mother goat walked in and looked around. "Oh no, What has happened to my kids?"

  The seventh kid crawled out from the clock and told her mother what happened. Shedding tears, mother goat went out in search of the wolf.

The Wolf and the Seven Kids
A Story by Brother Grimm
retold by Joy Cowley, illustrated by Jong-min Kim
ISBN 978-1-921790-95-8




Sunday, August 16, 2015

Morin Khuur




  There is a sound like the cry of a horse.

  Actually, it comes from the Morin Khuur that the Grandfather is playing.

  A mother camel, suffering birth pains, may reject its approaching baby.

  That's why the Grandfather plays these sad notes on Morin Khuur strings.

  The camel blinks its big eyes and tears roll down its face.

  Now the baby will be cuddled by its mother.

Where the Winds Meet
written by Mi-hwa Joo
retold by Joy Cowley, illustrated by Oh Lee
ISBN 978-1-921790-49-2




Saturday, August 15, 2015

It Doesn't Interest Me at All




  I continue to cross the grassland.

  A woman and a young girl are working, picking up lumps of dried cattle dung.

  People light their fires with this dung.

  Drying cattle dung is one of my jobs but it doesn't interest me at all.

Where the Winds Meet
written by Mi-hwa Joo
retold by Joy Cowley, illustrated by Oh Lee
ISBN 978-1-921790-49-2




Strong Wind from the North




  I am on my to meet a child.

  As I go over the hills, I stroke the grass and tickle the nose of a man resting beside his flock of woolly sheep.

  The man sneezes and lifts his face to feel where I am coming from.

  He says, "There will be a strong wind from the north tonight."

Where the Winds Meet
written by Mi-hwa Joo
retold by Joy Cowley, illustrated by Oh Lee
ISBN 978-1-921790-49-2




Sunday, August 9, 2015

As I Listened




As I listened to the breeze ...

I could hear kites flutter

a busy bee buzz

a leaky tap drip

and my wristwatch tick.

... ...

... ...

... ...

I must have been dreaming!


It was so quiet I could hear a pin drop
Andy Goodman
ISBN 978-1-61689-480-1




Saturday, August 8, 2015

Summer did not Last




  Thumbelina came to a land of flowers.

  The sun shone. Soft breezes blew.

  There was plenty of nectar for food, and a swallow sang sweet songs.

  But summer did not last.

Thumbelina
A Story by Brother Grimm
retold by Joy Cowley, illustrated by Hye-won Yang
ISBN 978-1-921790-38-6






The Little Match Girl




  Suddenly, all the candles became stars in the sky.

  The match girl looked up and saw a shooting star.

  Her grandmother had told her that when a star falls a soul is taken up to heaven.

The Little Match Girl
A Story by Hans Christian Andersen
Retold by Joy Cowley
Illustrated by Hye-won Yang
ISBN 978-1-921790-40-9






Sunday, August 2, 2015

Love Must Be Shared




Love must be shared, or else it is just madness.

In the Orchard, the Swallows, p115
Peter Hobbs
ISBN 978-0-571-27927-2