As soon as I received the book, I gently caressed the cover. I had seen before some of the works of Iulia Schiopu while browsing through Facebook, but it’s another thing to see it right under your nose, for there’s something with Mrs. Schiopu’s illustrations that makes one wonder if one looks at the drawings or the drawings look at one.
I gently opened the book and smiled at the author’s dedication because it reminded me of how my children’s story got to exist. My nephew is the one that gave me the idea for the Sugu the squirrel and Hapciu the dog, since squirrel is our conspirical.
Through the ‘Alexandru
the Rabbit’, Ana brought me a loss joy because it reminded me of the magical
powers we believed we had when we were children (and I don’t think that there
ever were children not to believe in their magical powers). We were one with
our favourite characters, all things had soul and reason, and communicating
with them was complex and fulfilling. We ignored or we did not even care what
others believed, since we knew that the connection with anything around us (be
it invisible) was strong and real. Culcus, the domestic rabbit, reminded me of
that magical connection we used to have and that we could not see differences
between us and the animals. Culcus easily renounces its fears and wants to
learn how to read, while the boy Alexandru starts to hop and to love the salad,
and soon both of them learn valuable things from each other.
But the greatest lesson is learning
about their own identity, about who they truly are inside themselves, and this
lesson is by far the most beautiful one, whether you’re human or rabbit.
If you're interested, I've got other books written by Ana Barton that I could recommend you - here and here.
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