Kid Lit Carnival: Go West!
Yo, Library Bloggers!

Chicken Talk

I have a long history with chickens. Back in the 9th grade, we watched eggs hatch in our biology class, and when the babies finally pecked their way out of the shells, our  teacher's first words were, "Okay, who's going to take home a chicken?" My hand shot into the air, and before the week was over, I was a chicken owner. Initially, the chicken lived under a heat lamp in an aquarium in the garage, my bid to house her in my room having failed. Then she moved outside to our suburban backyard where she resided in a hutch that my father had built.  She was not everything a chicken owner had hoped for; mainly, she did not lay eggs and she was less than charming in her relations with human beings.

Still, I persisted in a fondness for my nervous, who-can-I-peck-now 9th Grade Biology Hen. With her white cloud of feathers, she was quite beautiful, and one couldn't deny that she took real pleasure in her food.  But when I went to camp that summer, the chicken left our backyard to go "live in the country." The particulars—who escorted her out of town, exactly where in Mississippi she went (D'Lo? Fannin? Hot Coffee?), and  how she arrived at her decision to re-locate—have remained under wraps.

I'm hoping that, wherever she ended up,  she revealed herself in all her glorious Chickenhood to a children's book author because chickens are children's book stars if you haven't noticed. There is really nothing like a good ditzy chicken story, and some of my favorites are the Minerva Louise books. Do check some out of the library if you are unfamiliar with Janet Morgan Stoeke's oeuvre. I guarantee laughs.  There's even a new one, Minerva Louise and the Colorful Eggs, and I, for one, cannot wait to see what she is up to. And, if I do say so myself, Minerva Louise bears a strong resemblance to my old pal.


Feed You can follow this conversation by subscribing to the comment feed for this post.

Oooh, I've got one -- it's not chicken spaghetti, but it's close: The Little Red Hen (Makes a Pizza), by Amy Walrod and Philomen Sturges, is one of our favorite chicken books.

Have you read Love, Ruby Lavender by Deborah Wiles? Ruby reads the dictionary to her chickens every day.

Wonderful book.

Chris, "Little Red Hen Makes a Pizza" is wonderful! We love it; I will definitely add it to my chicken bibliography, which is all in my head right now. Thanks for the reminder.

Camille, now I must read "Love, Ruby Lavender." A girl who reads to her chicken flock? That is so up my alley. Thanks! I had no idea it was a chicken book--"chicken book" being a very high compliment, of course.

Verify your Comment

Previewing your Comment

This is only a preview. Your comment has not yet been posted.

Your comment could not be posted. Error type:
Your comment has been posted. Post another comment

The letters and numbers you entered did not match the image. Please try again.

As a final step before posting your comment, enter the letters and numbers you see in the image below. This prevents automated programs from posting comments.

Having trouble reading this image? View an alternate.


Post a comment

Your Information

(Name and email address are required. Email address will not be displayed with the comment.)