By Linda Glaser, Claire A. Nivola
"Nivola's rectilinear compositions and poses, her generalized figures, and her vibrant, restricted palette remember Barbara Cooney's interval scenes, taking pictures manhattan City's opulent top crust and the indigent but dignified beginners with equivalent ability. a superb creation to either girl Liberty and the poem."—Horn publication, starred review
"The artwork and phrases are relocating during this photo ebook, which pairs loose verse with special, fullpage work in watercolor, ink, and gouache to inform the heritage in the back of Lazarus' recognized inscription at the Statue of Liberty."—Booklist
"A mild tribute to Emma Lazarus, greatly within the form of Barbara Cooney's Eleanor (Viking, 1996)...The images, with their mild folk-art suppose, catch either the time and motion of the tale, whereas the textual content illuminates the lady. An author's be aware and the entire textual content of the poem whole the booklet. A important addition for many collections."—School Library Journal
"Nivola's watercolor-and-gouache work are wealthy in colour and element, exhibiting the stylish streets and houses of 19th-century long island urban in addition to its cost homes. Line, trend and a feeling of position supply younger readers a wealthy imaginative and prescient of the "golden door" in which "your drained, your negative, / Your huddled lots craving to respire free" got here to this state. well performed, allowing even kids to determine how the poem and the statue got here together."—Kirkus
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A dream? It had been too real. He was old enough to know the difference between being awake and being asleep. And yet… Somehow he nodded off once again. And the next time he opened his eyes, he was relieved to see daylight on the other side of the windows. Another day had begun. He was a little sheepish when he joined his parents for breakfast on the roof but for once they seemed to be behaving sensibly, for neither of them mentioned the events of the night before. Like everything at the Riad El Fenn, breakfast was an elaborate affair, with croissants and coffee, pancakes dipped in honey, yoghurt and fruit and delicious omelettes for those who still had room.
When the car ran out of petrol, they would have to dump it. Neither of them had enough money to fill the tank, and anyway, driving into a garage would be too risky. “We got a full tank,” Harry replied. He sniggered. ” Jason crowed. It was his way of agreeing. Harry slammed his foot down and they shot onto the main road, bringing a blare of protest from a VW that had to swerve to avoid them. They had turned left, heading for Ipswich and the Suffolk coast. Almost at once they were doing seventy miles per hour.
Emma's Poem: The Voice of the Statue of the Liberty by Linda Glaser, Claire A. Nivola