Baby librarian Marian and her mommy Margaret review the picture book Lubna and Pebble by Wendy Meddour, illustrated by Daniel Egnéus, a tender and lovely story about friendship in a refugee tent city.
Marian reviews Lubna and Pebble
I don’t understand what being a refugee is, but I still identify with Lubna. Lubna’s best friend is a pebble, and she carries it wherever she goes. Fawn is just like the pebble; I carry Fawn wherever I go. And Lubna draws a smiley face on the pebble, but Fawn already has a smiley face. I would’ve drawn one on just like Lubna if she didn’t. I can’t imagine giving away Fawn like Lubna gives the pebble away to Amir. She must be much kinder than I am. I’m okay with setting Fawn aside occasionally, but not for forever. That’s a long time! I’m glad Amir has pebble, but at the same time, I feel sorry for Lubna. Everyone needs a pebble, or a fawn, or whatever it is for that person.
It’s really cool that Lubna lives in a World of Tents! Mommy let us read this book completely under the blankets, and said it’s kind of like being in a tent. It’s really funny, and I hope Lubna laughed a lot inside her tent. But then, it also got really cold in the tent. Lubna shouldn’t have to stay in the tent when it’s that cold. She should be allowed to live in a house with a heater, like I do. When I was born, I got so cold I became sick, and I don’t want Lubna to be sick like I was. I would let her share my room whenever she wanted.
The pictures are really pretty, and sometimes there are big eyes and I like eyes, so those were my favorite pictures to look at. But I enjoyed flipping through all the pages. I wonder if Lubna will grow up to be an artist, since she drew such a good smile on the pebble?
Margaret reviews Lubna and Pebble
I cried. I knew I would cry, because I cried when I read the synopsis. I am now the person who cries when she reads children’s picture books. And I’m okay with that.
The combination of a sweet and tender story with gorgeous illustrations makes this book a keepsake. The coloring brings warmth to the story–creams and taupes and warm blues. The story shows the refugee crisis so subtly, wrapped up in a melancholy but hopeful tale of a little girl who befriends a pebble, and then befriends a little boy. It’s a lovely way to explain the refugee crisis to a very young child, in Pre-K through early elementary.
Do you know of any other children’s books about refugees?