And for my next trick, I'll climb the Statue of Liberty with my bare hands!
I'm not really sure what the message is. I think it's trying to say that the twin towers, although they are gone, have this happy memory in addition to their sad destruction. But an alternate message is really, "It's okay to do illegal things as long as nobody gets hurt and they're highly entertaining."
Sad events shouldn't make us forget the happy memories. Or, trespassing is fun!
As a commercial once said, “Yo hablo escargot! I'm bilateral.”
I don't know whether people from that culture would think it was sweet, in kind of a quaint way, that they were thought of by only these things, or would be offended. I am not Hispanic, but living in southern California my whole life, I've been exposed to it somewhat, and there's a lot more to it than these trivial things.
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I wish all unwanted guests were this easy to get rid of.
I don't get it. Is it supposed to be a metaphor for overcoming social anxiety? I have no idea. It's just weird. I can't get a message out of it. It's certainly not bad, it's just bizarre. It doesn't really have a point. It's just got magic in it for no apparent reason.
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And the question I... “mustache”... is, “Why?” (I'm so sorry.)
But it doesn't come across as realistic, so it's not quite a bad book. It's clearly trying to be silly. It's almost like it's a parody, without really having a clear reference point of what it's a parody of. But I'm not sure prejudice is a topic to be silly about.
It's like they're saying that it's okay to discriminate against people with certain mustaches, because your mustache will change to fit your personality.
Spontaneous parade, everybody! Woo!!
A parade is awfully slow. That doesn't seem the right way to go with this. And people don't necessarily all want to go to the same place. So it's solved with a really weird solution. I wouldn't think that anybody in the cars would be happy about being in a parade, because they were trying to go somewhere.
Take turns.
Too long, too wordy, kind of depressing.
TL;DR. It's not a picture book. It's a chapter book with illustrations here and there.
Don't make fun of people for being different.
Bones are people-- er, pigs-- too.
So, yeah. Very deus ex machina ending there, coming out of nowhere. We have a bone and talking animals, and the bone is magic and can imitate sounds, and all of a sudden it can cast spells. But it doesn't know how it knows the spells, or what spells it knows. It apparently only casts them in times of great distress.
Be nice to magic talking bones and they'll be nice back.
I found it. It must have come out of my insides.
It's not bad, it's just weird. It's totally unrealistic, and this kind of thing would never happen, so it's certainly not a bad message. But the message more or less boils down to, "Pretend that other people are special even though you know they're really not."
Accept others for who they are. Or, patronize people so they don't feel ordinary.
Trucks and trucks and trucks and trucks and... MORE TRUCKS
I guess a kid who likes trucks might enjoy the book, but the language is so basic and there's so little of it there, and the art doesn't really make up for it, that it would get annoying to read to a kid repeatedly.
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Leave him alone and he'll come home, drawing a tail behind him.
I mean, I've got nothing against books. Obviously, this is a book, and I read it, and reading is great, but you kinda need to keep an eye on kids, especially in a place as big and dangerous as a beach. So it's very realistic, but I wouldn't want to give kids the wrong idea, that it's okay to wander off at the beach.
As long as you follow the letter of the rules, the spirit doesn't matter.
