Blueberries for Sal

Maine.  The Way Life Should Be.  It’s true!  And what better spirit guide to the Down East life than New England bard of the books for kids, Robert McCloskey.  There is a reason his books have endured as classics over the years.  You get to armchair travel and visit the flinty, charming, quirky people and animals that inhabit the beautiful Northeast.

Next in my New Year, Old You series is Blueberries for Sal, a tale so beloved that my kids will probably be blogging about it when they’re grown up (by blinking into their iRings or whatever Apple has come up with by then).  Young Sal traverses up Blueberry Hill with her mother, who is intent on canning blueberries for winter.  But Sal, being of a toddler mind, is much more interested in eating the berries right away, or listening to the the satisfying kuplink, kuplank, kuplunk sound they make on being dropped in her pail.  A mother bear and her cub are stocking up on blueberries on the other side of the hill.  Hilarity ensues when the hungry kids get separated from their mothers and start following the opposite species instead.  Everyone loves a good mix up.  But to assuage the concern of any separation anxiety prone child (i.e. every kid), the message at the end is clear.  Mothers, be they human or ursine, will always, always find their way back to their children.

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