I Wish I Were a Butterfly by James HoweI Wish I Were a Butterfly by James Howe

I Wish I Were a Butterfly

byJames HoweIllustratorEd Young

Paperback | February 1, 2001

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The littlest cricket of Swampswallow Pond is convinced only by the Wise Old One that being special has nothing to do with physical metamorphosis, flashy colors, or shimmering wings. 'The cricket is every child who stopped the music because someone criticized casually, thoughtlessly. It takes a wise friend to bring the music back.' - School Library Journal
James Howe has published more than seventy books for young readers, including the wildly popular Bunnicula, which, along with its sequels, has earned children's choice awards in 18 states. His other books include the Sebastian Barth mysteries, the Pinky and Rex read-aloud series, and The Watcher, a highly acclaimed young adult novel. ...
Title:I Wish I Were a ButterflyFormat:PaperbackDimensions:40 pages, 11 × 10 × 0.18 inPublished:February 1, 2001Publisher:Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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ISBN - 10:0152380132

ISBN - 13:9780152380137

Appropriate for ages: 4

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A wise spider helps a despondent cricket realize that he is special in his own way.

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PreSchool-Grade 3 In the cleanest, clearest prose he's written to date, Howe tells a simple fable that deserves to stay in print a long, long, time. The littlest cricket is so miserable that he refuses to make music because the frog called him ugly. He wishes he were a butterfly instead. When he sees the wise old spider, she tells him what she thinks of him and what she has learned in her spider's life ``spinning and waiting, waiting and spinning.'' He finally feels beautiful, and of course, he is. He begins to fiddle again, and a butterfly, hearing, says, ``I wish I were a cricket.'' Young's shimmering pastels create an insect's view, moving from the cricket's dark jungle of grass with flashes of sun, to light from the butterfly's viewpoint. An excellent lap book, the story also tells well. The cricket is Everychild who stopped the music because someone criticized casually, thoughtlessly. It takes a wise friend to bring the music back, if it's possible. This book could help. Helen Gregory, Grosse Pointe Pub . Lib . , Mich.