Review: Beatrix Potter’s “The Tale of Jemima Puddle-Duck”

by writereaderly

It must be over 25 years since I’ve read this one, and goodness me, Jemima *is* hard done by. She’s monumentally stupid but such a clucky duck. The sandy whiskered gentleman with a bushy tail is just so charming. The dogs eat all her eggs in the high-action rescue. And of her next and last batch of egg-babies, still only four survive. Poor Jemima. But the illustrations and nostalgia value remain high, what with the quirky quaintsomeness of it all, and I’d happily snaffle a Beatrix Potter set for friends’ kidlets. Farm retro ahoy.

Where it came from: KS’s Bookshelf
Time and manner of reading: Out loud to entertain the chef
Where it went: Home
Reminds me of: All the stuff you *don’t* get when you read kids’ books as a kid
Who I’d recommend it to: Kidlets
Also reading: Rabbit #4; How to Read a Poem by Edward Hirsch; Selected Essays by George Orwell; The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay by Michael Chabon; Kalila and Dimna by Ramsey Woods