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I GREW UP ON A FARM, a small New England farm with an apple orchard, and goats I milked each morning. In some ways, it was a farm out of a children’s book. And very different from those working farms – big Midwestern farms with huge John Deere tractors rumbling through miles of flat cornfields – which are the majority in America. So when I decided to write a children’s book about farms, I knew I wanted to write about those. I drove out from Chicago to the small towns of Illinois. It was spring. I pulled over and drew fields. I knocked on doors, talked with farmers. I became friends with one farmer, and continued to visit throughout the summer. In the fall, after moving to New York, I flew back for the harvest. I rode in the farmer’s combine harvester (he even let me drive it). This book tells the story of the seasons on a farm, from planting to harvesting. It’s packed with corn, cattle, pick-up trucks, barn cats. And a rooster named Breakfast. I think children’s books sell farms short. Cute pigs, red tractors. It’s what we do to food, too. We clean it up. The reality is much more interesting. I think children will find the reality much more interesting. I tried to get that across in Farm. Publisher's Weekly 2.15.10 Booklist 2.1.10 Horn Book 4.10.10 Published by: |
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