Chameleon's Colors by Chisato Tashiro

"Chameleon's Colors" by Chisato Tashiro

Plot: It is the Story of a Chameleon who was tired of being unseen, and had the brilliant idea to paint the animals of the jungle.

Character: Chameleon the Chameleon and some others animals.

The story is really really interesting, I really had a good time.
I also really like the drawing style.

I have to to say that I felt bad for Chameleon when every animal started to turn against him.
In the beginning they all thought that it was a great idea too, but in the end the just get angry.

I have to say that, this kind of behavior also applies to people in real life.
I can't tell if it is a bad or good behavior, but all I can say is that
People usually blame others for anything bad happening to them.

Instead of finding a way to solve the problem, they will put all the responsibilities on others.
Of course not everyone but most of us do.

Ok let's go back to the point,
I really like this book because it teaches children why lions are not pink or why Hippopotamus are not yellow with white stripped.

I think it is also a great way to teach children to like themselves, to accept who they are or any features they possessed.
Because we are all born unique and it is useless to change the person we are.

In the beginning, Chameleon was quite upset that no one ever pays attention to him because of its abilities to blend in his surrounding.
He said that he was sick and tired of it.

But in the end, when everything when back to normal,
He wouldn't complain anymore.

I guess he started to accept who he is and be satisfied with it.

As I said earlier, we are all unique but different but the same in some ways.

Dear Mr.Blueberry by Simon James

"Dear Mr.Blueberry" Written by Simon James

Plot: It is the story of a little girl called Emily. One day, she saw a whale living in her pond's house, as a result she started to ask information about whale to his teacher (Mr.Blueberry).

Character: Emily the little girl
                  Mr.Blueberry his teacher
                  Arthur the whale

Theme: Children's imaginary world

The story itself is really cute, it actually reminds me of a genre style called "epistolary genre" which consist of telling a story by means of exchanging letters.
I think it is an interesting way to introduce this kind of literature genre to young children.

I am quite impressed to discover that Children's book can really be subtle.

There is a part in the book that made my smile.
When Mr.Blueberry told her that whale don't live in ponds but in salt water,
Emily put some salt in the pond the next day.

I like how innocent children can be, I think it is really cute and funny.

Emily is actually quite stubborn.
Even thought Mr.Blueberry kept saying that there is no way for a whale to live in a pond,
she kept asking questions, feeding him, petting his head or even read the letters to Arthur the Whale.

Mr.Blueberry is also a really nice teacher,
instead of being annoyed by Emily's questions, he kept replying and giving her more information about whales.

Well, I think it is important for children to be imaginative, and it is also important for adults not to break their world in a harsh way.

Children's imagination is really rich and unlimited.

It reminds me of my childhood.
I used to believed that my cuddly toys were all alived, that they could talk during my sleep.
( I guess I have been influenced by "Toy Story: at that time haha)
Children believe in quite everything, it is quite unbelievable.

I think sometimes, we also have to know when to set them limit,
otherwise it can be somehow dangerous.
They have to understand that people can't fly or don't have superpowers or are not invincible...

I used to believe that I could fly, Jesus...
My imagination used to go wild.
Fortunately, there were people to take a look on me.

Well, I had a good time reading this book
Because it reminds me somehow of my childhood.
When every day was playtime and worry free ;)

  

In The Night Kitchen

"In The Night Kitchen"
by Maurice Sendak

Character: Mickey the little boy

Plot: Episodic plot, the story recounts many little event that happened in Mickey's dream (If only he is dreaming)

Theme: Children's imagination, the world created by children that adult cannot understand.

At first, I can say that the book smells good (I like book's smell, I am might be a freak ya)
I choose this book because I saw the word "Kitchen", anything related to food attracts me actually.

First of all I can't really tell if it was a dream or not. Because at the beginning I don't know if he woke up in the middle or the night or he was just trying to sleep.

Mickey made a plane of of cake's dough, and plunged in a big bottle of milk
That sound surreal but that little boy did it.
On the top of that, he was naked all along the story
and to tell the truth I would feel embarrassed if I was a kid.

The colors are really warm, it reminds me of the night.
The starry sky confirmed my doubts as well.

In the end, they say "And that's why, thanks to Mickey, we have cake every morning"
Well thank Mickey but I don't eat cake in the morning (laughs).



Books are interesting, when I read that story, It reminded me of my childhood.
as a kid I really liked reading books, especially picture books.
I thought it was really fun of having images and colors.

As these kind of books were generally aimed for children
I didn't open a "picture book" since this semester.

I kind of feel nostalgic, and sometimes I wished I can be a kid again,
that I can enjoy the feeling of discovering a book.
However, that part of kid didn't totally die within me.

I still enjoy reading it, I feel like a big kid in a world of adults.
Picture books are not only for kids after all.

Maybe reading books when I was little, developed in me a love for reading.
I like reading, I would rather spend my time reading than squandering time over social media.

I find comfort in books
I feel lost in those black lines, it feels like they are possessing my thoughts and my mind.

I see a story behind those lines, I see a new different world.
As an introverted I enjoy reading.
Books are like friends, it's like they are talking to you, they are telling you something.

I guess I can compare books to friends.
We choose what we read like we choose which whom we decide to spend time with.
I would stay away from toxic friends, negative friends
like I would stay away from books I judge useless to me.

I would enjoy reading books that lift me up, that teach me something meaningful.
Books are like friends, they teach you new words, new vocabulary, they broad your horizon and they make you think about the essence of life and the border of the imagination and the creativity.

Books don't have any border, creativity can't be stopped, imagination is unlimited.

Ps: I also have real friends if you are wondering

Willy The Dreamer

 "Willy The Dreamer" by Anthony Browne

Character: Willy, the one on the cover

I don't think there is a plot actually, the book just relates the dreams of Willy, that's all.

Besides this, I think it's a really colorful and full of reference.
For example:
The page when Willy dreams of being a painter 
(There is no pages number actually...
I believe that, each page show different dreams, different moment, the pages themselves are shown as individuals (this is how I see this book)).

Recounts me of the painter "Van Gogh" 




This page reminds me of "Alice in Wonderland",
The monkey sitting on the top of the wall reminds me of "Humpty Dumpty"




and the "This is not a hat" written on the yellow hat reminds me of
"Ceci n'est pas une pipe" of René Magritte or "This is not a pipe" in english.

So this is not a hat, actually means it's a picture of a Hat.
"The treachery of images":
people have to be aware of their surrounding, because what they believe might not be real.
What they see may not be real too,
In brief appearances are deceptive.

Also, I also like the part when they say "Sometimes Willy dreams that he can't run"

Well, how about if we change the verb "dreams"by "has a nightmare"?
We sometimes experience fear in our dream,

I had many uncomfortable "Dreams" too
I "dreamed"about Death, Fire, lost, loneliness...
They were horrible, but interesting because each time I wake up, I feel really grateful and lucky.

My sister and I sometimes argue. Sometimes over trivial matter, sometimes because of our divergent outlook on life or divergent opinions.
Or just because of my bad temper and my skill to get upset quite easily (Especially with her, I don't know why but I just do).

Well anyway, sometimes I just feel "sisterly" hostility toward her sometimes not.
So, I had a "Dream" that my sister was dead, and I cried like a water fountain, I felt terribly sorrowful, terribly sad.

and then I woke up...
Besides me were lying that "idiot" I was crying over in my "Dream"

Well, she might be an idiot sometimes, but I felt really relief when I woke up,
I was afraid of losing my sister.

Actually, I love her very much even though she is can be really annoying at moment.


In this book, Willy dreamed of a lot of things.
He experienced, fear, happiness, excitement, curiosity, nostalgia, apprehension, expectation...
a bunch of mixed feelings together.


Dreaming can be nice or horrible
Sometimes in my dreams,
I can be reluctant of doing something.
Dreams are like reality for us, we are not even aware we are dreaming.

If I have the chance to recount what I dreamed of last night,
I will question myself, about why didn't I do this or that.
Because after all, it was all a dream, it was not real.

But my fears were real, that's the point.
I almost felt vulnerable and hopeless in a dream of mine, in a world that doesn't even exist.

Dreams really are interesting.