by Uri Shulevitz

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Uri Shulevitz was just a young boy in Warsaw, Poland when he and his family fled World War II’s devastation.  They had lost everything in the Warsaw Blitz.  They managed to travel to Turkestan, although they lived in poverty.   This picture book recounts an event that happened during those early years there, when Shulevitz’s father came home from the bazaar, not with the expected crust of bread, but with a huge map instead.  Although furious with his father at the time, Shulevitz nevertheless began to study the map and soon spent hours imagining being transported to the exotic-sounding locations depicted there.  He forgave his father, once he realized what a gift his father had given them that night.

This was a terrific story, a very personal and touching account of the artist’s early childhood as a Polish refugee.  The illustrations are bright and vibrant, complementing the sparse text very well.  I thought the autobiographical notes at the end really rounded out the story, adding another dimension to it.

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