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In Enzo's Splendid Garden

In Enzo's Splendid Garden

by Patricia Polacco
This is the bee that stopped on a tree in Enzo's splendid gardens. . . .

And that's how this rollicking adventure from Patricia Polacco begins. A boy drops his book when he takes a good look at that very bee. Then a waiter, who'd just turned around, trips on the book and tips his tray--otherwise he'd have had a good day!

Before you know it, the ladies have


This is the bee that stopped on a tree in Enzo's splendid gardens. . . .

And that's how this rollicking adventure from Patricia Polacco begins. A boy drops his book when he takes a good look at that very bee. Then a waiter, who'd just turned around, trips on the book and tips his tray--otherwise he'd have had a good day!

Before you know it, the ladies have spilled their tea; chef Enzo has toppled the spaghetti, chasing his cat, whose name is Lettie. Dishes are hitting the floor; patrons are dashing out the door. Oh, if it weren't for that mischievous bee, there in Enzo's splendid garden!

In this amusing romp, author-artist Patricia Polacco introduces us to her husband, Enzo, who cooks the best spaghetti in Oakland, California (at least when he's not chasing the cat). A whimsical cumulative tale that is a treat to read aloud.

Follow the trail of mishaps that happen--all because of a silly old bee!

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
It's fiasco al fresco when Polacco (The Trees of the Dancing Goats; Pink and Say) dips into her well of family stories to serve up this cumulative tale of mayhem set in her husband Enzo's Italian restaurant. It all starts with a "fuzzy old bee, there on the tree/ in Enzo's splendid gardens." A young restaurant patron turns to look at the bee-and drops a book, which trips the waiter, who splashes a drink on the matron, who bumps the ladies and so on. The chef, a cat, a fireman and even Enzo himself hitch a ride on this runaway train before it comes to a messy but satisfying stop. Polacco takes this string of catastrophes in stride, using the opportunity to fill her pencil-and-gouache scenes with dapper, acrobatic characters and plenty of flying food. Though her verse can be a bit cumbersome, readers will delight in the colorful chaos caused by an oblivious kid. Polacco fans will also appreciate the self-portraits of the author and renderings of her husband sprinkled throughout. Ages 4-8. (Apr.)
Children's Literature - Judy Silverman
This book is the cumulative story of what happens when a boy takes a good look at a bee. He drops his book, a waiter trips, his tray tips-like the house that Jack built, the story builds. Even the chef, Enzo (Polacco's Italian/Jewish husband), gets into the act of this splendid story. It is a story full of motion and the art manages to convey all of the delightful commotion.
Children's Literature - Jan Lieberman
Polacco's latest book is a tour de "farce" worthy of a Marx Brothers comedy. It begins with a familiar pattern: "This is the bee that stopped on a tree in/ Enzo's splendid gardens." Now all bets are off as nothing is predictable from the moment the text continues: "Here is the boy who dropped his book as he turned/ around to take a good look at the fuzzy old bee,/ just there on the tree in Enzo's splendid gardens." Pure bedlam ensues as the waiter trips over the book, bumps the matron who knocks the man, who falls into the food cart face down, etc. etc. Keep your eye on the angel sculpture who gets into the action as each scene becomes more frantic. A great cast of characters. Trust me... You'll love it!
School Library Journal
PreS-Gr 2It all starts so innocentlya young boy drops his book while observing a bee in a lovely outdoor restaurant, "Enzo's." From there, this cumulative tale takes off on a hilarious roller-coaster ride of mishaps. The rhyming text gains momentum as a waiter trips over the book, tips his tray, and spills a very large drink on a matron dressed in pink. Suddenly, the guests are falling all over each other like a line of elegantly dressed dominoes. Adding to the child appeal are some wonderful food accidents, including a pot of spaghetti that lands on Enzo's cat. As the guests start to see the humor in all this chaos, the cat heads for the top of the nearest tree, bringing the fire department into the scene. In the end, the jovial mood of the crowd assures the boy, and readers, that all is forgiven. Half the enjoyment of this story comes from studying the diners in Enzo's garden, all of whom are lovingly portrayed. One of the many humorous touches is a terra-cotta fountain nymph who leaves her post to join the crowd. The art is exuberant, the colors bathed in California sunshine. This story does not have the emotional impact readers have come to expect from Polacco's more serious stories, but it has something equally appealinga tremendous sense of fun.Lisa S. Murphy, formerly at Dauphin County Library System, Harrisburg, PA
Kirkus Reviews
The prolific Polacco (The Trees of the Dancing Goats, 1996, etc.) tells a cumulative tale of the mayhem that ensues when a bee lands on a tree at an outdoor restaurant, setting off a frenzied chain of events; "The House That Jack Built" provides the blueprint—"This is the bee that stopped on a tree in Enzo's splendid gardens."

A boy who drops his book to look at a bee causes the waiter to trip, splashing a drink on a matron, forcing ladies to trip and spill their tea, resulting in a man face down in the dessert tray, who jostles the chef, and so forth. The rhyme scheme gets the better of Polacco, with awkward rhythms that deviate from the pattern. As the chaos spreads, the lines become jarring: "Here comes Enzo, full of spaghetti, chasing his cat, whose name is Lettie, hoping to catch her, but she thinks not and runs through the room, wearing the pot that was jostled and spilled." The result is a glorified food fight. The illustrations are crowded with swarms of restaurant-goers whose mouths show perpetual astonishment, but the staging is clumsy, too. Readers cannot follow the action as it is choreographed in the scenes, e.g., the waiter is suspended mid-air for two spreads, implying a short passage of time, while another man in those pages goes from a relaxed pose sitting behind a table to running away in panic some distance from the scene, indicating that the time that has lapsed is longer.

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Penguin Young Readers Group
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9.00(w) x 11.30(h) x 0.40(d)
Age Range:
6 - 9 Years

Meet the Author

"I was born in Lansing, Michigan in 1944. Soon after my birth I lived in Williamston, Michigan and then moved onto my grandparents farm in Union City, Michigan.

"I lived on the farm with my mom and Grandparents until 1949. That is when my Babushka (my grandmother) died and we prepared to move away from Michigan. I must say that living on that little farm with them was the most magical time of my life...and that my Babushka and other grandparents were some of the most inspirational people in my life.

"My parents were divorced when I was 3, and both my father and mother moved back into the homes of their parents. I spent the school year with my mother, and the summers with my dad. In both households I was the apple of my grandparents' eyes! I would say that these relationships with my grandparents have most definitely influenced my life and my work. You probably have noticed that in almost every book that I write there is a very young person who is interacting with an elderly person. Personally, I feel that this is the most valuable experience of my life....having the wonder of knowing both children and elderly people.

"The respect that I learned as a very young person certainly carried over into my life in later years. I have always like hearing stories from these folks. My genuine curiosity for the wonder of living a very long life prepared me to accept the declining years of my own parents.

"To get back to the farm in Union City...this place was so magical to me that I have never forgotten it! This was the place where I heard such wonderful stories told...this was the place that a real meteor fell into our font yard...that very meteorite is now our family headstone in the graveyard here in Union City.

"Did I tell you that I now live in Union City? This is after living in Oakland, California for almost 37 years. But, you see, every year I'd come back to Michigan to see my Dad and family.


"In 1949 we left the farm to move, first to Coral Gables, Florida. I lived there with my Mom and my brother, Richard, for almost 3 years. Then we moved to Oakland, California. I remained there for most of my young life on into my adulthood. We lived on Ocean View Drive in the Rockridge District. What I loved the most about this neighborhood is that all of my neighbors came in as many colors, ideas and religions as there are people on the planet. How lucky I was to know so many people that were so different and yet so much alike.

"It is on Ocean View that I met my best friend, Stewart Grinnell Washington. We are best friends to this day! He has a younger brother, Winston and three sisters; Jackie, Terry and Robin. When I was a student in elementary school I wasn't a very good student. I had a terrible time with reading and math. As a matter of fact, I did not learn how to read until I was almost 14 years old. Can you imagine what it was like to see all my friends do so well in school and I wasn't! I thought I was dumb. I didn't like school because there was this boy that always teased me and made me feel even dumber. When I was fourteen, it was learned that I have a learning disability. It is called dyslexia. I felt trapped in a body that wouldn't do what everybody else could do. That was when one of my hero's, my teacher, found what was wrong with me and got me the help I needed to succeed in school. Of course, now that I am an adult, I realize that being learning disabled does not mean DUMB AT ALL! As a matter of fact, I have learned that being learning disabled only means that I cannot learn the way most of you do. As a matter of fact, most learning disabled children are actually GENIUSES! Once I learned how to read and caught up with the rest of my fellow students, I did very well.

"I went on to University, majored in Fine Art, then went on to do a graduate degree and even ended up with a Ph.D. in Art History. For a time I restored ancient pieces of art for museums. I eventually became the mother of two children, Steven and Traci, and devoted much of my days to their education and upbringing.

"I did not start writing children's books until I was 41 years old. Mind you the "art" has always been there for me most of my life. Apparently one of the symptoms of my disability in academics is the ability of draw very, very well. So drawing, painting and sculpture has always been a part of my life even before I started illustrating my books. The books were quite a surprise, really. Mind you, I came from a family of incredible storytellers. My mother's people were from the Ukraine and Russia...my father's people were from Ireland. My extended family,(Stewart's family) were from the bayous of Louisiana...also great story tellers. When you are raised on HEARING stories.....NOT SEEING THEM, you become very good at telling stories yourself. So at the age of 41 I started putting stories that I told down on paper and did drawings to help illustrate them...I guess the rest is history.

"I have enjoyed a wonderful career of writing books for children . Who could have guessed that little girl that was having such a tough time in school would end up an illustrator and author. Children and adults alike ask me where I get my ideas...I get them from the same place that you do....MY IMAGINATION... I would guess the reason my imagination is so fertile is because I came from storytelling and, WE DID NOT OWN A T.V.!!!!!!!!! You see, when one is a writer, actor, dancer, musician; a creator of any kind, he or she does these things because they listen to that "voice" inside of them. All of us have that "voice". It is where all inspired thoughts come from....but when you have electronic screens in front, of you, speaking that voice for you... it DROWNS OUT THE VOICE! When I talk to children and aspiring writers, I always ask them to listen to the voice, turn off the T.V. and


"Now that I have moved back to Union City I am intending to open my house and community and invite people to come there to take part in writing seminars, story telling festivals, literature conferences and various events that celebrate children's literature."

Born Patricia Ann Barber in Lansing, Michigan, to parents of Russian and Ukrainian descent on one side and Irish on the other, Patricia Polacco grew up in both California and Michigan. Her school year was spent in Oakland, California, and summers in her beloved Michigan. She describes her family members as marvelous storytellers. "My fondest memories are of sitting around a stove or open fire, eating apples and popping corn while listening to the old ones tell glorious stories about their homeland and the past. We are tenacious traditionalists and sentimentalists.... With each retelling our stories gain a little more Umph!"

Studying in the United States and Australia, Patricia Polacco has earned an M.F.A. and a Ph. D. in art history, specializing in Russian and Greek painting, and iconographic history. She is a museum consultant on the restoration of icons. As a participant in many citizen exchange programs for writers and illustrators, Patricia Polacco has traveled extensively in Russia as well as other former Soviet republics. She continues to support programs that encourage Russo-American friendships and understanding. She is also deeply involved in inner-city projects here in the U.S. that promote the peaceful resolution of conflict and encourage art and literacy programs.

The mother of a grown son and a daughter, Patricia Polacco currently resides in Michigan, where she has a glorious old farm that was built during the time of Lincoln.

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