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A review by embot77
The Trumpet of the Swan by E.B. White
5.0
When I was in elementary school, my teacher sat all us students on the rug and taught us to use our imagination. At the time, I said I imagined being fed grapes reclined in a toga, but really, I saw nothing but darkness. I stole that image from an episode of "The Fairy Oddparents." I wasn't really sure how to imagine, at least not on command.
With this book being composed of very few illustrations, the teacher told us that we would have to use our imaginations while listening to her read the book. As disheartened as I was from my first attempt, I closed my eyes and listened, and, to my surprise, I saw the swan playing the trumpet, flying through the air, spending time with its family.
From this experience with this book, I learned to visualize and immerse myself in the book and every other book I read.
With this book being composed of very few illustrations, the teacher told us that we would have to use our imaginations while listening to her read the book. As disheartened as I was from my first attempt, I closed my eyes and listened, and, to my surprise, I saw the swan playing the trumpet, flying through the air, spending time with its family.
From this experience with this book, I learned to visualize and immerse myself in the book and every other book I read.