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This is Dr. Seuss at his masterful best, and even better, it's probably his longest book. Maybe he intended that to be sure the very last person has fallen asleep by the end. In any case, it's my favorite.
I don't know for sure when my father first read one, but in the mid 50s he read the Dr. Seuss books from the allergist's waiting room to me to distract himself--as much as me--while I underwent a series of painful medical procedures. The books proved a memorable distraction since I remember them still. The only thing he did tell me years later: his favorite Seuss story was To Think That I Saw It on Mulberry Street.
I know I enjoyed reading The Sleep Book to my daughter at least as much as she enjoyed it. My favorite bits were (hoping I remember them correctly, although I do still have the book): "On a mountain halfway between Reno and Rome, we have a machine in a plexiglass dome, Which listens and looks into everyone's home. And whenever it sees a new sleeper go flop, It jiggles and lets a new Biggle-Ball drop. Our chap counts these balls as they go plup in the cup, And that's how we know who's down and who's up."
And then there are the Herk-heimer Falls which "are just grand for tooth-brushing beneath, If you happen to be up that way with you teeth."
Seuss's marvelous illustrations, shown here in shades of red, yellow, turquoise, and black carry at least half the weight of silliness as he takes you to see all the fantastical critters on his wild and creative trip. So magical!
I don't know for sure when my father first read one, but in the mid 50s he read the Dr. Seuss books from the allergist's waiting room to me to distract himself--as much as me--while I underwent a series of painful medical procedures. The books proved a memorable distraction since I remember them still. The only thing he did tell me years later: his favorite Seuss story was To Think That I Saw It on Mulberry Street.
I know I enjoyed reading The Sleep Book to my daughter at least as much as she enjoyed it. My favorite bits were (hoping I remember them correctly, although I do still have the book): "On a mountain halfway between Reno and Rome, we have a machine in a plexiglass dome, Which listens and looks into everyone's home. And whenever it sees a new sleeper go flop, It jiggles and lets a new Biggle-Ball drop. Our chap counts these balls as they go plup in the cup, And that's how we know who's down and who's up."
And then there are the Herk-heimer Falls which "are just grand for tooth-brushing beneath, If you happen to be up that way with you teeth."
Seuss's marvelous illustrations, shown here in shades of red, yellow, turquoise, and black carry at least half the weight of silliness as he takes you to see all the fantastical critters on his wild and creative trip. So magical!