A Dream: Cory Q Tan


Genre: Children’s Fiction, Picture Books

My rating: 4/5

I received a free digital copy of this book from the author as part of LibraryThing Member Giveaway. This review is my personal view about the book and does not have any bias towards the author or his work.

Plot: The story is first person narrative of a boy telling readers about the birth of his younger brother and the events thereafter. Ever since the birth, his mother frets and loses sleep over the baby’s small size. She happens to compare him with other babies his age and always seems to find him smaller than normal. This anxiety turns into obsession taking form into her dreams as well. She dreams of Giant baby, giant bunny… The events in her dreams makes her realize her folly and teaches her to be satisfied with her child.

At times the story seems reminiscent of Alice in Wonderland. There are giant babies, giant animals, and food that makes you grow big.  The story seemed a bit didactic but the author brings them well subtly. The lesson at the end to be content with what we have is important in today’s highly competitive world. The mother is seen comparing her child and gets highly obsessed with size of her child. Similarly, we can see girls obsessing about their body size and body parts. None seems to be fully satisfied with the way they are born.

The book makes for an excellent bedtime story for kids and also has the lesson for them to accept themselves as they are. The illustration add charm to the text and speak for themselves. They are highly colorful and full of life. I would recommend this book for those who like quality illustrations and to parents with small kids. Its a good reminder to learn to accept ourselves and not be fixated or preoccupied with size. A good read.





Published by avid reader

Words do not describe a person. I am many things and yet nothing. I am an avid reader, reading her way through the pages of life. Some stories warm the heart and yet others have let me dry. I am a result of my life, and yet my life is part a result of me. Don't try to figure me.

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