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Refugee children. Juvenile fiction.
Refugee children. Education. Juvenile fiction.
War and society. Juvenile fiction.
Unaccompanied refugee children. Juvenile fiction.
Children's stories.
Refugee children. Fiction.
Refugee children. Education. Fiction.
War and society. Fiction.
Unaccompanied refugee children. Fiction.
This gracefully written poem conveys the extensive amount of suffering that war brings.A girl with brown skin and black hair who lives in a city enjoys her day, spending the morning with her family, then learning about volcanoes and drawing a bird at school. Then war suddenly erupts: "I can't say the words that tell you / about the blackened hole / that had been my home. / All I can say is this: / War took everything. / War took everyone." The child runs, walks in the cold, rides on packed trucks and in a boat that nearly sinks, but the war follows her: "It was underneath my skin…. / It was in the way that people didn't smile, and turned away." She finds a school where children are learning about volcanoes and drawing birds, but when she goes inside, the teacher says there is no chair for her. In an unexpected turn of events, the children of the school redraw the smile on the girl's face and push back the war, one step at a time. Cobb's muted, deceptively childlike illustrations match the poem's understatement. An early spread of the gray, smoky chaos that destroys the girl's world is echoed in a late spread as she huddles alone in an unwelcoming place. Both an afterword by the author and the illustrations suggest that the protagonist may be from Syria or Iraq and sought refuge in the U.K., but the story is, alas, more broadly universal. An absolutely beautiful story that penetrates the heart and seeds hope when there is little of it. (Picture book. 6-12)
Horn BookAfter the war comes, the young orphan narrator journeys with other refugees until she reaches a town where she attempts to go to school; a teacher turns her away, telling her, "There is no chair for you to sit on." Based on a real event, this timely eye-opener, supported by mood-attuned pencil and watercolor art, concludes with a lionhearted boy's act of kindness.
Kirkus Reviews (Fri Oct 04 00:00:00 CDT 2024)This gracefully written poem conveys the extensive amount of suffering that war brings.A girl with brown skin and black hair who lives in a city enjoys her day, spending the morning with her family, then learning about volcanoes and drawing a bird at school. Then war suddenly erupts: "I can't say the words that tell you / about the blackened hole / that had been my home. / All I can say is this: / War took everything. / War took everyone." The child runs, walks in the cold, rides on packed trucks and in a boat that nearly sinks, but the war follows her: "It was underneath my skin…. / It was in the way that people didn't smile, and turned away." She finds a school where children are learning about volcanoes and drawing birds, but when she goes inside, the teacher says there is no chair for her. In an unexpected turn of events, the children of the school redraw the smile on the girl's face and push back the war, one step at a time. Cobb's muted, deceptively childlike illustrations match the poem's understatement. An early spread of the gray, smoky chaos that destroys the girl's world is echoed in a late spread as she huddles alone in an unwelcoming place. Both an afterword by the author and the illustrations suggest that the protagonist may be from Syria or Iraq and sought refuge in the U.K., but the story is, alas, more broadly universal. An absolutely beautiful story that penetrates the heart and seeds hope when there is little of it. (Picture book. 6-12)
Publishers Weekly (Fri Oct 06 00:00:00 CDT 2023)Gentle, childlike drawings by Cobb (
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Wilson's Children's Catalog
A moving, poetic narrative and child-friendly illustrations follow the heartbreaking, ultimately hopeful journey of a little girl who is forced to become a refugee.
The day war came there were flowers on the windowsill and my father sang my baby brother back to sleep.
Imagine if, on an ordinary day, after a morning of studying tadpoles and drawing birds at school, war came to your town and turned it to rubble. Imagine if you lost everything and everyone, and you had to make a dangerous journey all alone. Imagine that there was no welcome at the end, and no room for you to even take a seat at school. And then a child, just like you, gave you something ordinary but so very, very precious. In lyrical, deeply affecting language, Nicola Davies’s text combines with Rebecca Cobb’s expressive illustrations to evoke the experience of a child who sees war take away all that she knows.