Junie B. Jones #1: Random House Children's Books
Autor Barbara Park Ilustrat de Denise Brunkusen Limba Engleză Paperback – 28 iul 1992
Găsim în paginile acestui prim volum o experiență pe care mulți copii o recunosc imediat: amestecul copleșitor de entuziasm și teamă care însoțește prima zi de școală. Copilul dumneavoastră va descoperi, alături de Junie B. Jones #1, că nu este singur în fața necunoscutului reprezentat de autobuzul școlar sau de colegii noi. Barbara Park reușește să captureze vocea autentică a unui copil de șase ani, transformând anxietatea într-o aventură plină de umor și sinceritate dezarmantă.
Putem afirma că stilul narativ este unul extrem de accesibil, fiind conceput special pentru cititorii aflați la început de drum (6-8 ani). Proza este punctată de ilustrațiile semnate de Denise Brunkus, care oferă sprijin vizual și ajută la menținerea atenției. Ceea ce distinge acest volum este onestitatea personajului; Junie B. nu este copilul model, ci unul real, care face greșeli și care decide să se ascundă în școală pentru a evita drumul spre casă cu autobuzul.
În contextul operei sale, acest titlu reprezintă piatra de temelie pentru colecții precum Junie B. Jones Complete Kindergarten Collection sau Junie B. Jones Bestest Box Set Ever (Books 1-10). Dacă în volumele ulterioare, precum Junie B. Jones #28, o vedem pe protagonistă evoluând spre clasa întâi, aici asistăm la vulnerabilitatea pură a începutului. Barbara Park menține aceeași energie ludică în întreaga serie, însă acest prim volum rămâne esențial pentru a înțelege mecanismele de adaptare și curajul micuței eroine.
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Specificații
ISBN-10: 0679826424
Pagini: 82
Ilustrații: BLACK & WHITE
Dimensiuni: 131 x 194 x 8 mm
Greutate: 0.1 kg
Editura: Random House
Colecția Random House Children's Books
Seria Random House Children's Books
De ce să citești această carte
Recomandăm această carte părinților care doresc să faciliteze tranziția copilului către mediul școlar. Cititorul câștigă un aliat amuzant în Junie B. Jones, învățând că este normal să simți frică și că umorul este cel mai bun remediu împotriva emoțiilor negative. Este o lectură ideală pentru citit cu voce tare, oferind numeroase ocazii de a discuta despre regulile școlare și interacțiunile sociale într-o notă relaxată.
Despre autor
Barbara Park (1947–2013) a fost una dintre cele mai apreciate autoare americane de literatură pentru copii, fiind celebră la nivel mondial pentru crearea personajului Junie B. Jones. Cu peste 60 de milioane de cărți vândute, Park a avut capacitatea rară de a scrie din perspectiva unui copil, fără a fi condescendentă. Opera sa, premiată și inclusă constant în topurile New York Times, a ajutat generații întregi de tineri cititori să descopere plăcerea lecturii prin intermediul unor personaje memorabile și situații de viață autentice, adaptate vârstei preșcolare și școlare mici.
Descriere scurtă
Remember when it was scary to go to school? With over 50 million books in print, Barbara Park's New York Times bestselling chapter book series, Junie B. Jones, is a classroom favorite and has been keeping kids laughing—and reading—for over 20 years! In the 1st Junie B. Jones book, it's Junie B.'s first day and she doesn't know anything. She's so scared of the school bus and the meanies on it that when it's time to go home, she doesn't.
USA TODAY:
"Junie B. is the darling of the young-reader set."
Publisher's Weekly:
"Park convinces beginning readers that Junie B.—and reading—are lots of fun."
Kirkus Reviews:
"Junie's swarms of young fans will continue to delight in her unique take on the world….A hilarious, first-rate read-aloud."
Time Magazine:
"Junie B. Jones is a feisty six-year-old with an endearing penchant for honesty."
Recenzii
"Junie B. is the darling of the young-reader set."
From Publisher' Weekly:
"Park convinces beginning readers that Junie B.—and reading—are lots of fun."
From Kirkus Reviews:
"Junie's swarms of young fans will continue to delight in her unique take on the world....A hilarious, first-rate read-aloud."
From Booklist:
"Park, one of the funniest writers around . . . brings her refreshing humor to the beginning chapter-book set."
From Time magazine:
"Junie B. Jones is a feisty six-year-old with an endearing penchant for honesty."
From School Library Journal:
"Park is truly a funny writer. Although Junie B. is a kindergartner, she's sure to make middle graders laugh out loud."
Notă biografică
Extras
The bus wasn't like my daddy's car at all. It was very big inside. And the seats didn't have any cloth on them.
The little curly girl was sitting near the front. And so I tapped on her.
"Guess what?" I said. "Mother said for me to sit here."
"No!" she said. "I'm saving this seat for my best friend, Mary Ruth Marble!"
Then she put her little white purse on the place where I was going to sit.
And so I made a face at her.
"Hurry up and find a seat, young lady," said Mr. Woo.
And so I quick sat down across from the curly mean girl. And Mr. Woo shut the door.
It wasn't a regular kind of door, though. It folded in half. And when it closed, it made a whishy sound.
I don't like that kind of door. If it closes on you by accident, it will cut you in half, and you will make a squishy sound.
The bus made a big roar. Then a big puff of black smelly smoke came out the back end of it. It's called bus breath, I think.
Mr. Woo drove for a while. Then the brakes made that loud, screechy noise again. I covered my ears so it couldn't get inside my head. 'Cause if loud, screechy noises get inside your head, you have to take an aspirin. I saw that on a TV commercial.
Then the bus door opened again. And a dad and a boy with a grouchy face got on.
The dad smiled. Then he plopped the grouchy boy right next to me.
"This is Jim," he said. "I'm afraid Jim isn't too happy this afternoon."
The dad kissed the boy good-bye. But the boy wiped it off his cheek.
Jim had on a backpack. It was blue.
I love backpacks. I wish I had one of my very own. One time I found a red one in a trash can. But it had a little bit of gushy on it, and Mother said no.
Jim's backpack had lots of zippers. I touched each one of them.
"One... two... three... four," I counted.
Then I unzipped one.
"HEY! DON'T!" yelled Jim.
He zipped it right up again. Then he moved to the seat in front of me.
I hate that Jim.
After that, the bus kept stopping and starting. And lots of kids kept getting on. Loud kids. And some of them were the kind who look like meanies.
Then the bus began getting very noisy and hot inside. And the sun kept shining down on me and my fuzzy hot sweater.
And here's another hot thing. I couldn't roll down my window because it didn't have a handle. And so I just kept on getting hotter and hotter.
And it smelled in the bus, too. The bus smelled like an egg salad sandwich.
"I want to get off of here," I said right out loud. But nobody heard me. "I hate it in this stupid smelly bus."
Then my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though. 'Cause I'm not a baby, that's why.
After that, my nose started running. Only the bus didn't have a glove compartment. Which is where you keep the travel tissues, of course. And so I had to wipe my nose on my fuzzy pink sweater sleeve.
Then I stayed on the bus for about an hour or three. Until finally I saw a flagpole and a playground.
That meant we were at kindergarten!
Then Mr. Woo drove the bus into the parking lot and stopped.
I jumped up very fast. 'Cause all I wanted to do was get off that stupid smelly thing!
Only guess what? That Jim pushed right in front of me. And the curly mean girl did, too. And then people started squishing me real tight. And so I pushed them away. And they pushed me right back.
That's when I fell down! And a big foot stepped on my skirt that looks like velvet.
"STOP IT!" I yelled.
Then Mr. Woo hollered, "HEY, HEY, HEY!"
And he picked me up. And helped me off the bus.
Mrs. was waiting for me just like my mother said.
"Hi! I'm glad to see you!" she called.
Then I ran over to her. And I showed her the big footprint on my skirt that looks like velvet.
"Yeah, only look what happened. I got stepped on and so now I'm soiled."
Mrs. brushed it. "Don't worry, Junie," she said. "It'll come off."
After that I just folded my arms and made a frown.
'Cause guess what?
She forgot my B. again.