Hardcover
Happiness is found in the most interesting of places. I quite love a children's book called "The Man Whose Mother was a Pirate." it is beautiful in its lyrical phrasing and was a huge favourite of all my children. Today I read another which I am going purchase a copy of and sing its praises.
Published: 1st November 2011
For Ages: 2+ years old
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lc-KeMXpRCc there is a book trailer at that address
and Emma Quay can be found here http://www.emmaquay.com/books.html she has a large number of lovely books for little ones
On a scale of one to ten this scores a seventy from me for adorable. Emma Quay has perfectly captured that essential delight and beauty that can only be found in our teeny tiny little ones. The book flows well, the illustrations made me all clucky and silly and I have a HUGE grin on my face just looking at it. I loved when my own children were teensy weensy and had no bottom and tiny legs and ran around squealing with joy when ever they were freed from their constricting clothing and this book encapsulates that perfectly.
There is nothing more guaranteed to make you giggle than
children running around ‘rudie nudie’ after their bath.
Emma Quay captures this delight in her marvelous
illustrations. Pencil drawings are photo-shopped against patterns and colours
of soft, pastel peaches, greens and blues. The entire book makes me smile in
treasured remembrance of my own bath time wrigglers and captures the wonder and
magic of toddlers freed from the daily constriction of tight clothes allowed to
run free to explore and experience life in pure innocent joy.
The story and illustration work so perfectly together to
bring a sense of playfulness and comfort. They children dance down the hall on
tiny feet and roll, fall, dance, jump, spring, run, prance, and spin around the
house and into the backyard. Every space and place becomes something to
experience fully; rugs and grass, duvet and tickly leaves, even the cooler air
outside.
In the end the ‘rudie nudies’ put on their ‘jammies’ and
nestle sweet and peaceful in their beds.
The book achieved CBCA Early Childhood Book of the Year
2012- shortlisted
And Speech Pathology Australia Book of the Year for Young
Children 2012- shortlisted
RHYPIBOMO today was lesson eleven and it was all about repetition in its various forms. So here are my attempts to make sense for myself mostly.
Alliteration
Twenty two
thousand and twenty three
Times twenty
five hundred and ten
Ticking the
ticket and checking it twice
To turn
about the asking price
Of twenty
two dollars and ten.
Anaphora is the repetition of a word or phrase at the
beginning of every clause.
Over time things
all change
Over time
language differs
Over time things
once strange
Over time
change to known
Diaphora is the repetition of a name, first to signify the person or
persons it describes, then to signify its meaning.
Spike he is
though spike he’s not, Spike his name not spike his hair style.
Polyptoton is where the author repeats words derived from the same root
but with different endings
Ride, rode,
rid or ridden
on your bike
down to the midden
Find the
missing silver spoon
Ride back quick
before the noon
Use a repeated line at the beginning and the end of a
poem.
Once upon a
time
She said
Is a lovely
way to start
Tell a tale
of love and daring
Tell it
always from the heart
Tell it true
then with a twist
leave them
hanging on each word
Tell the sad
and tell absurd
Send all their
imaginings
Flying
On the wings
like little birds
Then bring
them back
To hearth
and comfort
When they
hear these loving words
Once upon a
time.
Use a repeated line as the first line of each stanza.
Fire flits
and brightly dances
In the
hearth to keep us warm.
Fire flits
and brightly dances
Mesmerising colours bright
Fire flits
and brightly dances
In the
hearth it does not harm
Fire flits
and brightly dances
Lulling us
in false belief
Fire flits
and brightly dances
We have
tamed this mighty force
Use
a repetitive phrase 2 or 3 times within one poem
The time has
come to find my purpose
To find
where I truly belong
The inner
search for grace and wisdom
I know now
the time has come.
The journey
has sent many waves
Crashing on
the shores of life
The cliffs
of my stubborn resistance
Are crumbling
now to nothing and I
Know the
time has come.
Blogging my Book. whoot whoot. Today I did NOTHING, not one thing at all whatsoever but I bet I make up for it tomorrow. :) I have instead been doing some art which is still work in progress. I am trying out my polychrome pencils and I borrowed some books from the library on how to draw some particular things and I also bought some shiny paper to practice with the ink pens(COPIC markers). I also completed two critiques I was supposed to have in today and I did my poetry lessons, visited a dozen blogs for the A to Z plus had visitors, took my darling daughter to her appointment, went to the chemist and the supermarket, socialised in the car park, supervised domestic chores and read half a dozen picture books. I have had a lovely relaxing day for the most part. More writing tomorrow.
I love your words and definitions as well as your poetry as examples. Thank you for sharing and thanks for the book review. I think it rather intriguing even though my boy is well past that stage. It brought back memories. :)
ReplyDeleteJamie Dement (LadyJai)
My A to Z
Caring for My Veteran
Thanks for stopping by Jamie. I do the poems as a way to explain it all to myself and hope it helps others understand it too. Poetry seems to be a very complex sport and I simply expect the month long course in rhythm and rhyme to improve my writing even if I never completely understand it. I will keep practicing.
DeleteWow! So many great things here today. That book looks adorable. I have many memories of the kids roaming around in such a state. Actually, one of our kids wore nothing but a diaper or pull-up and a blanket until she started school. Good thing we stayed home a lot. :)
ReplyDeleteI knew some of the words you mentioned, but others were new. Thanks.
http://www.thebusymomsdaily.com/2014/04/blogging-from-to-z-april-challenge-h.html
Informative and entertaining as ever.
ReplyDeleteThose Hippy Hoppy Happy kid drawings in that book are so cute! :)
ReplyDeleteRandom Musings from the KristenHead — H is for Hearts and Handmade