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It is spring in the valley and the Moomins are ready for adventure! Moomintroll and his friends Snufkin and Sniff find the Hobgoblin's top hat, all shiny and new and just waiting to be taken home. They soon realize that his is no ordinary hat; it can turn anything—or anyone—into something else!

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Finn Family Moomintroll (Moomins Series #2)

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It is spring in the valley and the Moomins are ready for adventure! Moomintroll and his friends Snufkin and Sniff find the Hobgoblin's top hat, all shiny and new and just waiting to be taken home. They soon realize that his is no ordinary hat; it can turn anything—or anyone—into something else!

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Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher
“There is, in short, everything in the Moon books: giant comets and secret caves and tree houses and stilts and magic-carpet clouds and amusement parks run by despotic practical-joking kings and time machines and ski instructors.” –Harper’s

“We need Moominland for its gentle pace, its sense of beauty and awe, and its spirit of friendliness and empathy—now more than ever.” –The Horn Book

“These charming fantasies are propelled by a childlike curiosity and filled with quiet wisdom, appealing geniality, and a satisfying sense of self-discovery.” –School Library

“If you had no shame reading Harry Potter on the subway, there’s no need to hide Tove Jansson’s witty, whimsically illustrated Finnish series.” –Daily Candy

“The Moomin books make for both splendid bedtime read-alouds and solitary savoring.” Wall Street Journal


“It’s more than forty years since Jansson’s Moomintrolls first appeared. I found the writing and invention as appealing as ever. She has a thistledown touch.”—The Washington Post Book World

“The adventures of the easygoing Moomintrolls have all the crispness and tart surprise of a lingonberry, thanks to Jansson’s ineffably light touch, her uncanny sensitivity to universal childhood emotions, and her gift for terse, naturalistic dialogue.”—Entertainment Weekly

“A gentle, offbeat fantasy.”—The Horn Book

“A lost treasure now rediscovered . . . A surrealist masterpiece.”—Neil Gaiman

“Jansson was a genius of a very subtle kind. These simple stories resonate with profound and complex emotions that are like nothing else in literature for children or adults: intensely Nordic, and completely universal.”—Philip Pullman

“Tove Jansson is undoubtedly one of the greatest children’s writers there has ever been. She has the extraordinary gift of writing books that are very clearly for children, but can also be enjoyed when the child, like me, is over sixty and can still find new pleasures with the insights that come from adulthood.”—Sir Terry Pratchett

“Clever, gentle, witty, and completely engrossing.”—Jeff Smith, author of Bone

“It’s not just Tove Jansson’s wonderfully strange fairytale world that so appeals but also her beautiful line work and exquisite sense of design.”—Lauren Child

“[Tove Jansson] is a master.”—The Times Literary Supplement (London)

“The most original works for children to be published since the Pooh books, and possibly, since Alice.”—Saturday Review

“You will declare yourself a citizen of Moominvalley and call the stories your own—the Moomin world is that compelling.”—Riverbank Review

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
The initial volume in the Moomintroll series of Finnish fantasy, which dates back more than 40 years, opens as three of the fabulous folk in the Moomin Valley find the Hobgoblin's top hat. Ages 7-10. Sept.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312608897
  • Publisher: Square Fish
  • Publication date: 4/27/2010
  • Series: Moomins Series, #2
  • Edition description: STRIPPABLE
  • Pages: 176
  • Sales rank: 145,645
  • Age range: 9 - 12 Years
  • Lexile: AD770L (what's this?)
  • Product dimensions: 5.40 (w) x 8.10 (h) x 0.60 (d)

Meet the Author

Tove Jansson (1914–2001) was born in Helsinki and spent much of her life in Finland. She is the author of the Moomin books. Born into an artistic family—her father was a sculptor and her mother was a graphic designer and illustrator—Jansson studied at the University College of Arts, Crafts and Design in Stockholm, the Finnish Academy of Fine Arts, and L’École des Beaux-Arts in Paris. In addition to her Moomin books, she also wrote several novels, drew comic strips and worked as a painter and illustrator. In 1966, she was awarded the Hans Christian Andersen Medal for her body of work. Jansson had a studio in Helsinki but spent most of her time at her home on a small island called Klovharu.

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Chapter 1

In which Moomintroll, Snufkin, and Sniff find

the Hobgoblin’s Hat; how five small clouds

unexpectedly appear, and how the Hemulen

finds himself a new hobby.

One spring morning at four o’clock the first cuckoo arrived in the Valley of the Moomins. He perched on the blue roof of Moomin house and cuckooed eight times—rather hoarsely to be sure, for it was still a bit early in the spring.

Then he flew away to the east.

Moomintroll woke up and lay a long time looking at the ceiling before he realized where he was. He had slept a hundred nights and a hundred days, and his dreams still thronged about his head trying to coax him back to sleep.

But as he was wriggling around trying to find a cozy new spot to sleep he caught sight of something that made him quite wide awake—Snufkin’s bed was empty!

Moomintroll sat up. Yes, Snufkin’s hat had gone, too. “Goodness gracious me!” he said, tiptoeing to the open window. Ah-ha, Snufkin had been using the rope ladder. Moomintroll scrambled over the window-sill and climbed cautiously down on his short legs. He could see Snufkin’s footprints plainly in the wet earth, wandering here and there and rather difficult to follow, until suddenly they did a long jump and crossed over themselves. “He must have been very happy,” decided Moomintroll. “He did a somersault here—that’s clear enough.”

Suddenly Moomintroll lifted his nose and listened. Far away Snufkin was playing his gayest song, “All small beasts should have bows in their tails.” And Moomintroll began to run toward the music.

Down by the river he came upon Snufkin who was sitting on the bridge with his legs dangling over the water, his old hat pulled down over his ears.

“Hello,” said Moomintroll sitting down beside him.

“Hello to you,” said Snufkin, and went on playing.

The sun was up now and shone straight into their eyes, making them blink. They sat swinging their legs over the running water feeling happy and carefree.

They had had many strange adventures on this river and had brought home many new friends. Moomintroll’s mother and father always welcomed all their friends in the same quiet way, just adding another bed and putting another leaf in the dining-room table. And so Moomin house was rather full—a place where everyone did what they liked and seldom worried about tomorrow. Very often unexpected and disturbing things used to happen, but nobody ever had time to be bored, and that is always a good thing.

When Snufkin came to the last verse of his spring song he put his mouth-organ in his pocket and said:

“Is Sniff awake yet?”

“I don’t think so,” answered Moomintroll. “He always sleeps a week longer than the others.”

“Then we must certainly wake him up,” said Snufkin as he jumped down. “We must do something special today because it’s going to be fine.”

So Moomintroll made their secret signal under Sniff’s window: three ordinary whistles first and then a long one through his paws, and it meant: “There’s something doing.” They heard Sniff stop snoring, but nothing moved up above.

“Once more,” said Snufkin. And they signaled even louder than before.

Then the window banged up.

“I’m asleep,” shouted a cross voice.

“Come on down and don’t be angry,” said Snufkin. “We’re going to do something very special.”

Then Sniff smoothed out his sleep-crinkled ears and clambered down the rope ladder. (I should perhaps mention that they had rope ladders under all the windows because it took so long to use the stairs.)

It certainly promised to be a fine day. Everywhere befuddled little creatures just woken from their long winter sleep poked about rediscovering old haunts, and busied themselves airing clothes, brushing out their moustaches and getting their houses ready for the spring.

Many were building new homes and I am afraid some were quarrelling. (You can wake up in a very bad temper after such a long sleep.)

The Spirits that haunted the trees sat combing their long hair, and on the north side of the tree trunks, baby mice dug tunnels amongst the snow-flakes.

“Happy Spring!” said an elderly Earthworm. “And how was the winter with you?”

“Very nice, thank you,” said Moomintroll. “Did you sleep well, sir?”

“Fine,” said the Worm. “Remember me to your father and mother.”

So they walked on, talking to a lot of people in this way, but the higher up the hill they went the less people there were, and at last they only saw one or two mother mice sniffing around and spring-cleaning.

It was wet everywhere.

“Ugh—how nasty,” said Moomintroll, picking his way gingerly through the melting snow. “So much snow is never good for a Moomin. Mother said so.” And he sneezed.

“Listen, Moomintroll,” said Snufkin. “I have an idea. What about going to the top of the mountain and making a pile of stones to show that we were the first to get there?”

“Yes, let’s,” said Sniff, and set off at once so as to get there before the others.

When they reached the top the March wind gambolled around them, and the blue distance lay at their feet. To the west was the sea; to the east the river looped round the Lonely Mountains; to the north the great forest spread its green carpet, and to the south the smoke rose from Moomintroll’s chimney, for Moominmamma was cooking the breakfast. But Sniff saw none of these things because on the top of the mountain lay a hat—a tall, black hat.

“Someone has been here before!” he said.

Moomintroll picked up the hat and looked at it. “It’s a rarey hat,” he said. “Perhaps it will fit you, Snufkin.”

“No, no,” said Snufkin, who loved his old green hat. “It’s much too new.”

“Perhaps father would like it,” mused Moomintroll.

“Well, anyway we’ll take it with us,” said Sniff. “But now I want to go home—I’m dying for some breakfast, aren’t you?”

“I should just say I am,” said Snufkin.

And that was how they found the Hobgoblin’s Hat and took it home with them, without guessing for one moment that this would cast a spell on the Valley of the Moomins, and that before long they would all see strange things . . .

When Moomintroll, Snufkin and Sniff went out onto the verandah the others had already had their breakfast and gone off in various directions. Moominpappa was alone reading the newspaper.

“Well, well! So you have woken up, too,” he said. “Remarkably little in the paper today. A stream burst its dam and swamped a lot of ants. All saved. The first cuckoo arrived in the valley at four o’clock and then flew off to the east.” (This is a good omen, but a cuckoo flying west is still better . . . )

“Look what we’ve found,” interrupted Moomintroll, proudly. “A beautiful new top hat for you!”

Moominpappa put aside his paper and examined the hat very thoroughly. Then he put it on in front of the long mirror. It was rather too big for him—in fact it nearly covered his eyes, and the effect was very curious.

“Mother,” screamed Moomintroll. “Come and look at Father.”

Moominmamma opened the kitchen door and looked at him with amazement.

“How do I look?” asked Moominpappa.

“It’s all right,” said Moominmamma. “Yes, you look very handsome in it, but it’s just a tiny bit too big.”

“Is it better like this?” asked Moominpappa, pushing the hat on to the back of his head.

“Hm,” said Moominmamma. “That’s smart, too, but I almost think you look more dignified without a hat.”

Moominpappa looked at himself in front, behind and from both sides, and then he put the hat on the table with a sigh.

“You’re right,” he said. “Some people look better without hats.”

“Of course, dear,” said Moominmamma, kindly. “Now eat up your eggs, children, you need feeding up after living on pine needles all the winter.” And she disappeared into the kitchen again.

“But what shall we do with the hat?” asked Sniff. “It’s such a fine one.”

“Use it as a waste paper basket,” said Moominpappa, and thereupon he took himself upstairs to go on writing his life story. (The heavy volume about his stormy youth.)

Snufkin put the hat down on the floor between the table and the kitchen door. “Now you’ve got a new piece of furniture again,” he said, grinning, for Snufkin could never understand why people liked to have things. He was quite happy wearing the old suit he had had since he was born (nobody knows when and where that happened), and the only possession he didn’t give away was his mouth-organ.

“If you’ve finished breakfast we’ll go and see how the Snorks are getting on,” said Moomintroll. But before going out into the garden he threw his eggshell into the wastepaper basket, for he was (sometimes) a well brought up Moomin.

The dining room was now empty.

In the corner between the table and the kitchen door stood the Hobgoblin’s Hat with the eggshell in the bottom. And then something really strange happened. The eggshell began to change its shape.

(This is what happens, you see. If something lies long enough in the Hobgoblin’s Hat it begins to change into something quite different—what that will be you never know beforehand. It was lucky that the hat hadn’t fitted Moominpappa because the-Protector-of-all-Small-Beasts knows what would have become of him if he had worn it a bit longer. As it was he only got a slight headache—and that was over after dinner.)

Meanwhile the eggshell had become soft and woolly, although it still stayed white, and after a time it filled the hat completely. Then five small clouds broke away from the brim of the hat, sailed out onto the verandah, thudded softly down the steps and hung there just above the ground. The hat was empty.

“Goodness gracious me,” said Moomintroll.

“Is the house on fire?” asked the Snork Maiden, anxiously.

The clouds were hanging in front of them without moving or changing shape, as if they were waiting for something, and the Snork Maiden put out her paw very cautiously and patted the nearest one. “It feels like cotton-wool,” she said, in a surprised voice. The others came nearer and felt it, too.

“Just like a little pillow,” said Sniff.

Snufkin gave one of the clouds a gentle push. It floated on a bit and then stopped again.

“Whose are they?” asked Sniff. “How did they get onto the verandah?”

Moomintroll shook his head. “It’s the queerest thing I’ve ever come across,” he said. “Perhaps we ought to go in and fetch Mother.”

“No, no,” said the Snork Maiden. “We’ll try them out ourselves,” and she dragged a cloud onto the ground and smoothed it out with her paw. “So soft!” said the Snork Maiden, and the next minute she was rocking up and down on the cloud with loud giggles.

“Can I have one, too?” squealed Sniff jumping onto another cloud. “Hup-si-daisy!” But when he said “hup” the cloud rose and made an elegant little curve over the ground.

“Golly!” burst out Sniff. “It moved!”

Then they all threw themselves onto the clouds and shouted “Hup! Hup, hup-si-daisy.” The clouds bounded wildly about until the Snork discovered how to steer them. By pressing a little with one foot you could turn the cloud. If you pressed with both feet it went forward, and if you rocked gently the cloud slowed up.

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Reading Group Guide

Discussion Questions

1. Compare and contrast Moominpappa and Moominmamma as parents.

2. The Moomin books feature several different female characters. Pick one and

discuss what makes her particularly strong and memorable.

3. The Moomins have been compared to A.A. Milne’s Winnie the Pooh and Lewis

Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. Can you see the similarities?

4. Whenever there is trouble, the Moomins and their friends always seem to flock to

Moominmamma for help. What is it about Moominmamma’s personality and

character that makes her so comforting?

5. Gather some information about Finland. After reading the information, can you

see any resemblance between the Finnish landscape, and Moominvalley and its

surrounding areas?

6. At one point in the series, Moomintroll leaves his house and goes out to discover

the world on his own. How is his adventure similar to growing up?

7. The Moomins are described as very tolerant characters. Reading through the

books, point out the scenes where this characterization is shown.

8. Do any of the characters change throughout the books? Do any stay the same?


9. If you could be any character from the Moomin books, which would you be and


10. Can you identify with any of the characters in the books? How?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 4, 2004

    This book saved me as a child

    In communist cuba, where children are without peace of mind, I found a safe haven in this book. I used to read it and feel like a child is supposed to, no worries, free and willing to go on an adventure with Snufkin. I just came across them again after 20 year of not seeing them, and I have found as much delight in reading them as I did when I was a child. I am planning to buy all of them, but this one is always going to be my favorite, it is completely fun and crazy!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 18, 2010

    Loved it then and now

    I enjoyed this as a little girl, and now am reading it to my 7 year-old son, who loves it as much as I did!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 26, 2004

    The Perfect Escape

    I first read this gem of a book when I was a child living in Helsinki where my dad was on sabatical. I have read it many times in the four decades since. Oozing with charm and loaded with the most wonderful adventures, it's the perfect escape for a day when you're feeling a little blue or any day at all. It will transport you quickly to the magic of summer filled with an amzing cast of highly unique animal characters, and leave you with the feeling that maybe anything is possible, afterall.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 8, 2000


    This book was good from the begining, I read it in 1 day. The story is really well developed. It would be a very good edition to anybodies collection.

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