My Mother’s Sari
A little girl sees her mothers sari as “long like a train” and that it “fills the air with color when I dance and sing.” A blue sari is a “river”; a patterned one is a place to hide with her friends. Best of all, the youngster wraps herself in the vivid cloth because she loves how it makes her dream. The endpapers demonstrate how to wrap the garment. Full-spread illustrations capture the colors and textures of the fabrics and the little girl’s wide-eyed playfulness and love of her mother’s attire.
A simple text celebrates a child's connection with her mother's sari, a stretch of cloth that is 'long like a train and that fills the air with color when I dance and sing.' A blue sari is a river; a patterned one is a place to hide with her friends. Best of all, the youngster wraps herself in the vivid cloth because she loves how it makes her dream. The endpapers demonstrate how to wrap the garment. Full-spread illustrations capture the colors and textures of the fabrics and the little girl's wide-eyed playfulness and love of her mother's attire.
School Library Journal
readers whose mothers wear saris will find something familiar here and identify with the youngsters pictured, while others may find their interest piqued.
Kirkus Reviews
