Posted on | September 2, 2013 | 11 Comments
A school boy’s crayons are up in arms. They are fed up with the way they get used. Some complain of not being used enough, others just want a rest from over-use. One is embarrassed to be naked (the paper label has been torn off), whilst others are arguing over who is the best when it comes to colouring the sun.
Just how is this school boy going to keep his crayons happy? A very clever (unspoken) solution is found, and colouring can continue, keeping everyone happy, albeit with some surprising results.
Drew Daywalt’s text is instantly appealing. He takes something as simple and recognisable as the act of colouring and drawing (a relatively large part of many young kids’ lives) and injects it with high drama, and a sense of power (for the child gets to decide the fate of the crayons). There’s lots of scope for silly voices as each crayon complains, making it as much fun for the reader as the listener.
Jeffers was a perfect choice to illustrate this story; his apparently naive, sketchy illustrations will have kids looking at them thinking his drawings are just like theirs: Like the text, the illustrations are empowering.
A wickedly funny, spot-on picture book with bags and bags of kid appeal, I really can’t wait to share this will classrooms of kids.
As we were having tremendously hot weather when this book first arrived in our laps, we combined reading it with experimental science: was the weather hot enough to melt wax crayons?
We grated some stubs of crayons and then used them like rice in rangoli art.
We drew outlines with chalk and then filled them in with our crayon gratings.
The temperature rose and rose…
And gradually the crayons DID melt! They glistened in the sun, and once soft, we used our fingers to spread out the melted wax.
Our patio now has some unique decoration
Another day we tried drawing with crayons on sandpaper for a different sort of sensory experience.
Once the drawings were complete, we ironed them onto tracing paper (with a dishcloth under the iron, to prevent the paper from singeing).
This had an amazing pointillist effect, creating “ghost” images of the original drawing, made up of thousands of little dots.
As if you needed any more proof that The Day the Crayons Quit was a hit in our home, M couldn’t resist making a set of crayon characters with googly eyes and pipecleaners. She has visions of making another little stop animation film with them (which would be entirely appropriate given that the author of The Day the Crayons Quit is a film maker), so watch this space!
Whilst melting / drawing / ironing we listened to:
Other crayon activities we’d like to try out include:
When I read The Day the Crayons Quit at school I’ll be using it in a session with Eric Carle’s The Artist who Painted a Blue Horse, Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson, and What Colour is Your World? by Bob Gill.
What colour is your favourite crayon? (Mine is red )
Disclosure: I received a free, review copy of The Day the Crayons Quit.