Bark, George by Jules Feiffer
Named one of 100 Great Children's Books by The New York Public Library and #9 on School Library Journal's list of the Top 100 Picture Books!
From acclaimed author-illustrator Jules Feiffer, Bark, George is a hilarious, subversive story about a dog who can't . . . bark! This picture book geared for the youngest readers is perfect for those who love Mo Willems's Pigeon series.
When George's mother tells her son to bark, George goes "Meow," which definitely isn't right because George is a dog. When she asks him again, he goes "Oink." What's going on with George? Readers will delight at the surprise ending!
Plus don't miss Jules Feiffer's wonderful new follow-up: Smart George!
ALA Booklist Editors' Choice | Maryland Children's Book Award | Parents' Choice Silver Honor | Keystone to Reading Book Award (Pennsylvania) | Georgia Children's Picture Storybook Award | Flicker Tale Children's Book Award (North Dakota) | Florida Children's Book Award | Charlotte Zolotow Award Honor Book | Buckeye Children's Book Award (Ohio) | Arizona Young Readers' Award | ALA Notable Children's Book
"Feiffer's characters are unforgettable...the pictures burst with the sort of broad physical comedy that a lot of children just love. It all makes for a witty, laugh-out-loud play on the old favorite about the old lady who swallowed a fly." --ALA Booklist *(Starred Review)*
"Young readers will roar with laughter at this slapstick farce." --School Library Journal *(Starred Review)*
I have been writing and drawing comic strips all illy life, first as a six-year-old, when I'd try to draw like my heroes: Alex Raymond, who did Flash Gordon, E. C. Segar, who did Popeye, Milton Caniff, who did Terry and the Pirates. The newspaper strip back in the I 1940s was a glorious thing to behold. Sunday pages were full-sized and Colored broadsheets that created a universe that could swallow a boy whole.
I was desperate to be a cartoonist. One of my heroes was Will Eisner, who did a weekly comic book supplement to the Sunday comics. One day I walked into his office and showed him my samples. He said they were lousy, but lie hired me anyway. And I began my apprenticeship.
Later I was drafted Out of Eisner's office into tile Korean War. Militarism, regimentation, and mindless authority combined to squeeze the boy cartoonist Out Of me and bring out the rebel. There was no format at the time to fit [he work I raged and screamed to do, so I had to invent one. Cartoon satire that commented on the Lin military the Bomb, the Cold War, the hypocrisy of grownLIPS, the mating habits of urban Young men and women, these were my subjects. After four years of trying to break into print and getting nowhere, the Village Voice, the first alternative newspaper, offered to publish me. Only one catch: They couldn't Pay me. What (lid I care?
My weekly satirical strip, Sick Sick Sick, later renamed Feiffer started appearing in late 1956. Two years later, Sick Sick Sick came out in book form and became a bestseller. The following years saw a string of cartoon collections, syndication, stage and screen adaptations of the cartoon. One, Munro, won an Academy Award.
This was heady stuff, taking me miles beyond my boyhood dreams. The only thing that got in the way of my enjoying it was the real world. The Cuban missile crisis, the assassination of President Kennedy, the Vietnam War, the Civil Rights revolution. The country was coining unglued and my weekly cartoons didn't seem to be an adequate way of handling it. So I started writing plays: Little Murders, The White House Murder Case, Carnal Knowledge, Grownups. All the themes of my comic strips expanded theatrically and later, cinematically to give me the time and space I needed to explain the times to myself and to my audience.
I grew older. I had a family, and late in life, a very young family. I started thinking, as old guys will, about what I wanted these children to read, to learn. I read them E.B. White and Beverly Cleary and Roald Dahl, and, one day, I thought, I ley, I can do this.
Writing for young readers connects me profess sionally to) a part of myself that I didn't know how to let out until I was sixty: that kid who lived a life of innocence, mixed with confusion and consternation, disappointment and dopey humor. And who drew comic strips and needed friends--and found them--in cartoons and children's books that told him what the grown-ups in his life had left out. That's what reading (lid for me when I was a kid. Now, I try to return the favor.
| SKU | Unavailable |
| ISBN 13 | 9780062051868 |
| ISBN 10 | 0062051865 |
| Title | Bark, George |
| Author | Jules Feiffer |
| Condition | Unavailable |
| Binding Type | Hardback |
| Publisher | HarperCollins Publishers Inc |
| Year published | 1999-06-23 |
| Number of pages | 32 |
| Prizes | Winner of Red Clover Award 2001, Winner of Keystone to Reading Book Award (Primary) 2001, Winner of Grand Canyon Reader Award (Picture Book) 2002, Winner of Flicker Tale Children's Book Award (Picture Book) 2002, Runner-up for Buckaroo Book Award 2000, Commended for Texas 2x2 Reading List 2000, Short-listed for Nevada Young Readers' Award (Picture Book) 2002 |
| Cover note | Book picture is for illustrative purposes only, actual binding, cover or edition may vary. |
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