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Edition: Hardcover, 32 pages
ISBN : 0374370923
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Book Description
A companion volume to Dawn and Rain Rain Rivers.
"It's snowing," said boy with dog.
"It's only a snowflake," said grandfather with beard.
No one thinks one or two snowflakes will amount to anything. Not the man with the hat or the lady with the umbrella. Not even the television or the radio forecasters. But one boy and his dog have faith that the snow will amount to something spectacular, and when flakes start to swirl down on the city, they are also the only ones who know how to truly enjoy it. This playful depiction of a snowy day and the transformation of a city is perfectly captured in simple, poetic text and lively watercolor and pen-and-ink illustrations.
Synopsis
Like most creative artists who are also critics, Shulevitz displays time and again in his own work the criteria that are the foundation of his critical theories. Snow is no exception. Through a minimalist text and carefully composed illustrations, it demonstrates his belief that the true picture book, with its inevitable melding of words and art, is a distinct genre. The premise is as simple as it is universal (at least in cold climates): the transforming power of a snowstorm. The setting is a dour, gray little town suggesting an Eastern European locale of old-except for television and radio. Neither of the latter is particularly prescient when it comes to predicting weather, for "snowflakes don't listen to radio, / snowflakes don't watch television." Only a hopeful small boy recognizes the first snowflake as a harbinger of the wonder to come. Nor is he discouraged as one adult after another tries to disabuse him. With each turn of the page, marvels occur that are presented only in the illustrations: the rooftops gradually whiten; the village becomes an enchanted landscape; nursery rhyme characters emerge from their niches in the Mother Goose bookstore, joining the small boy in a joyous winter ballet. As in Shulevitz's Dawn, the changes are gradual and logical—not quite as dramatic, perhaps, but nonetheless satisfying, with a touch of the fantastic. The palette is appropriately subdued, depending in the concluding pages upon the contrast between a freshly blue sky and snow-covered buildings rather than brilliant colors for effect.
People Magazine
A snowfall defies the grown-ups, who insist it won't last, and blankets a small boy's town in splendor.
Book Magazine
...[A] gem; not to be missed.
The New York Times Book Review, Betsy Groban
With minimal text and engaging, colorful illustrations, Snow is a picture book that young children in all climates are likely to relish.
Parents' Choice?
The creator of some of the most beautiful picture books ever, prize-winning illustrator Uri Shulevitz here takes SNOW as his subject and manages to capture the mystery and magic of this wintertime phenomenon. Starting with a dull grey day in what looks like an East European village out of the land of make-believe, Shulevitz introduces a small boy and his dog. They - and we - see a single snowflake fall. "It's snowing," the boy says excitedly, only to have his grandfather and assorted grown-ups - including a radio announcer and a television weather forecaster-say "No snow." But the "snowflakes keep coming and coming and coming," more with each turn of a page. Gradually the village is blanketed in snow and becomes an enchanted new world. Any child who has experienced the joy of tramping in newly fallen snow will respond to this beautifully choreographed graphic tour-de-force.
Booklist
As he did in Dawn (1974) and the Caldecott Honor Book The Treasure (1978), Shulevitz captures the small child's joyful vision, which can see a world in Blake's grain of sand--or in a snowflake. The innocent, small boy with his dog, uncluttered by adult experience, can see clearly what is happening around him. He counts each snowflake, one by one, until the world is white and the snow is everywhere. In contrast, the suave, sophisticated adults--the bookish authority, the cosmopolitan, the guy with a boombox, the brash announcer on TV--they are dismissive, they are certain: "No snow." But they are wrong. The setting of the clear, lovely, detailed line-and-watercolor paintings is a combination of shtetl folk art and urban contemporary, until finally the gray sky and buildings and city are totally new and white. Then the boy is free to imagine the characters of Mother Goose dancing with him and his dog in the white world of snow. Like the pictures, the rhythm of the simple, poetic words evoke the child's physical immediacy and sense of wonder as he watches snow "floating, floating through the air, falling, falling everywhere." Kids will enjoy the small child's triumph in the fact that he is right, even as they will recognize the exhilaration of a snowfall that changes what you thought you knew. Hazel Rochman
Publisher's Weekly
In this companion to Dawn and Rain Rain Rivers, Shulevitz uses text as spare as a December landscape to cast a spell of winter magic. Despite predictions to the contrary ("`No snow,' said radio"; "`It'll melt,' said woman with umbrella"), a boy and his dog spy a single snowflake and rush outside in gleeful anticipation. Sure enough, one snowflake turns into two, two into three, and before long snow is "dancing, playing,/ there, and there,/ floating, floating through the air." In a lovely fantasy sequence that hints at the wonder children find in snowfall, a trio of Mother Goose characters climb down from a bookshop window to join the boy and his dog as they frolic through the city streets. A 1999 Caldecott Medal honor book winner, Shulevitz works a bit of visual alchemy as the tale progresses, gradually transforming the chilly gray watercolor washes with flecks of snow, until his cityscape is a frozen fairyland. Pure enchantment from start to finish. Ages 3-up.
Children's Literature
A boy and his dog look out the window at the gray city and are delighted to see one snowflake. "It's snowing," proclaims the boy. Nobody else believes the snow will accumulate. Grandfather, with his long dark beard and wire-rimmed glasses, looks very wise as he declares that "It's only a snowflake." A man with a tall hat and long overcoat decides the snow is nothing and a woman, marching along the street under an umbrella, expects the snow will melt. Even the radio and the television say, "No snow." The flakes dance and twirl in the air and then begin to stick. The snow falls and accumulates until the once drab city is transformed. The simple, lyrical phrasing has a faintly foreign flavor and the illustrations by the Caldecott winner capture the joy to be experienced in the first snowfall of the year.- Carolyn Mott Ford
School Library Journal
The skies are leaden over a Russian town, then one flake falls. Then another. Snow isn't predicted, but a young boy delights in the possibilities as his elders react with more skepticism. Uri Shulevitz beautifully captures the inner joy of a snowfall in this Caldecott Honor book (FS&G, 1998). Gentle background music increases the suspense as George Guidall reads the story with the perfect accent and expression. Shulevitz's gentle, yet detailed illustrations are scanned iconographically, and the close scrutiny makes it easier to appreciate their deceptive simplicity. This story allows viewers to feel again the childlike wonder that a good snowfall can bring. The audiocassette is clear and crisp, including the same music and narration as the video. The video treats an exceptional book with care and quality, creating an experience that all viewers will enjoy.-Teresa Bateman, Brigadoon Elementary School, Federal Way, WA Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.|
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Caldecott medalist Uri Shulevitz's most recent work was Hosni the Dreamer: An Arabian Tale, by Ehud Ben-Ezer, a New York Times Book Review Best Illustrated Book of the Year. He lives in New York City. |
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