The Book with No Pictures is one of those books that, kinda, is pretty much what it says on the tin.
It is a childrens’ book with words only. No pictures at all.
However, it takes the whole “kids’ books that are intended to be read aloud” thing and turns it into a whole interactive experience for the kiddos.
The book opens with a discussion of what the rules for reading books aloud are: you have to read the words on the page. There it is. If it’s there, you have to say it. That’s what reading a book aloud *IS*.
And then it makes the grown-up say the word “BLORK”. Or stuff like “I am a monkey who taught myself to read”.
The rest of the book continues in that vein. It gets more and more outrageous (or the 1st Grade version of outrageous, anyway), and it pretty much makes the grown-up reading the book into a spectacle in his/her own right and so the book without any pictures in it pretty much sets expectations high for any future books without pictures. You probably won’t get to words like “BLORK” again for a good long while, though. James Joyce, maybe. Before you get to the end, you’re making all kinds of zany faces and using all kinds of zany voices.
If you’ve got a handful of kids who are juuuust getting old enough to have the “being read to” thing down pat and want to mix it up a bit? This book will have them rolling in the aisles and demand it read a second time.
“Do the monkey part again!”
So… what are you reading and/or watching?