Worms by Bernard Friot, Aurélie Guillerey
My rating: 4/5 cats
there’s really not much to say about this one—it’s only 24 pages, and many of those pages are illustrations, so there’s not a whole lot of content to review. but it definitely doesn’t mean there’s not much to enjoy in this funny little story about how impulsive mischief can sometimes turn on the mischief-maker, and why it’s always better to plan your pranks out ahead of time to avoid these icky consequences.
here we have a young boy who is forced to attend the dinner party his father is hosting at their house for all the senior executives at the factory he owns. and he suffers through the lame jokes and the tedious shop talk and it is just SOOOOOOO BOOOOOOORING.
so when his dad asks him to serve the salad course, he jumps at the opportunity to escape into the kitchen, where he appraises the individual salad bowls with their leafy greens, shrimp, and slivered almonds.
and he gets to thinking….
I’m not sure why, but looking at the salads, I suddenly thought of worms. The worms I use for fishing bait that I keep in the fridge, way at the back, behind the yogurt.
and he has an idea about how to liven this party up!
so he makes a little addition to the salads and sits back to watch the magic unfold
and it’s all giggles until he realizes that he’s put worms in ALL the salads. oops. back to shenanigans 101 for you, little boy!
it’s a cute story, and the illustrations are fun and silly and pretty much exactly what you want from a picture book.
but oh those poor wormies!
it’s a great book for anyone who’s ever been bored and let their naughty flag fly high.
just remember to get yourself out of harm’s way.
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