Mažas kaip vabalėlis
Tiny like a Bug
Leidykla | Publisher: Dvi Tylos, 2020
16 p., kartoninė knyga | cardboard book, 140x140 mm
ISBN 978-609-8232-18-9
Amžius | Age: 0+
Lietuvos nacionalinės M. Mažvydo bibliotekos
„Pirmosios knygos“ konkurso II-oji premija
IBBY Lietuvos skyriaus premija už
geriausią 2020 m.paveikslėlių knygą vaikams
Runner-up in the
National First Book Competition, 2019
IBBY Lithuanian Section Award for
the Best Picture Book for Kids, 2020
The White Ravens 2021
Editions: Lithuanian, English
LT
Mažas kaip vabalėlis – trumpa istorija apie pasaulį atrandantį vabalėlį. Dėl unikalaus jos turinio skirtingos amžiaus grupės knygą patirs skirtingais lygmenimis.
Kūdikius iki 18 mėn. domins puslapių iškirtimai, spalvos, skaitančiojo intonacijos ir pasikartojimai.
Augesni mažyliai drauge su Ūpu atras vis platesnio, draugiško ir įvairaus pasaulio pažinimo džiaugsmą.
Kartu skaitantys suaugusieji įžvelgs gilesnius sluoksnius: į pasaulį atkeliaujančio mažylio istoriją, suvokimo pločio ir žiūros taško svarbą mūsų gyvenime.
EN
Is the world small, cozy, and edible? Or perhaps an infinity of acorns, squirrels, and forests? Follow this tiny story about a little bug discovering the world and find out.
The book is dedicated to the youngest readers, but because of its unique content, different age groups will understand it on different levels. Babies up to 18 months will be drawn to the colors and playful cut-outs, toddlers will learn that the world is big, beautiful, and friendly, while parents will find a deeper meaning in the story—one that can be interpreted as a child’s journey into the world or as a reflection on the importance of perspective in life.
Boppy’s world was small, cozy, and edible. Just perfect.
‘My world was just a tiny acorn?’ Boppy was surprised. ‘It turns out to be even more perfect than I thought!’
‘My world was just a squirrel hole?’ Boppy gasped. ‘It turns out to be even more perfect than I thought!’
Bug breathed in the fresh forest air and listened to the ping pinging of the rain.
The whole world smelled good. It rustled. Boppy cheerfully explored leaf after leaf until it got dark.
But where does that light come from?
That night, looking at the starry sky, Boppy felt tiny like a bug.