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Funny, Funny Lyle Paperback – Oct. 28 1991

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The lovable crocodile of East 88th Street here takes a back seat to Felicity, his rambunctious mother. According to PW , "The story is carried on the strength of the warm illustrations, rendered in blotted ink line and soft watercolor washes." Ages 5-8.
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"Warm and witty, the book's multi-level text gets plenty of help from the colorful pictures in Waber's familiar style, which are a joy in themselves." Booklist, ALA

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  • Publisher ‏ : ‎ HMH Books for Young Readers; Reprint edition (Oct. 28 1991)
  • Language ‏ : ‎ English
  • Paperback ‏ : ‎ 40 pages
  • ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 0395602874
  • ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-0395602874
  • Item weight ‏ : ‎ 300 g
  • Dimensions ‏ : ‎ 20.16 x 0.32 x 26.67 cm
  • Customer Reviews:
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“This is Mr. Waber. Mr. Waber is the man who writes those stories about Lyle the Crocodile” is sometimes the way I am introduced to a child. We greet each other, the child and I, and I begin to imagine disappointment in the wide-eyed gaze. Perhaps there was an expectation the “real” Lyle would leap out from behind this not-unusual-looking author. It is tempting but I resist becoming Lyle and behaving in some ingratiating fashion to desperately compensate for the absent crocodile hero. I offer, instead, to show off some of my Lyle memorabilia, a collection acquired mostly through the generosity of good-humored friends and readers.

My own early efforts at drawing were mostly confined to the laborious copying of photographs of film stars and other celebrities. I received respectable grade in art classes during my school years but doubt I thought it seriously indicated a career direction. Perhaps art seemed too frivolous for one raised during the Depression. Besides, I grew up a rather earnest young man and chose instead to major in finance at the University of Pennsylvania. After just one year of schooling, World War II interrupted those rather high-minded plans. Perhaps it was moving about, meeting people of various backgrounds and experience — I don’t recall a precise moment—but somehow during those army days my interest shifted to drawing and painting.

Returning to civilian life, I discarded high finance for enrollment at the Philadelphia College of Art. It was a decision I never regretted. During the four years I attended school I found great joy in painting and drawing. Soon after graduating, and newly married,

Ethel and I moved to New York, a city we loved at once and still do. I celebrated that feeling with the eventual publication of The House on East 88th Street (1962). My first

New York employment was in the promotion department of Condé Nast Publications, and although I continued in the magazine field for many years, writing and illustrating children’s books was my primary interest since 1961.

My involvement with children’s books originated with some illustrations of children I carried in my art portfolio. Several art directors suggested that my drawings seemed suited for children’s books. At the same time, I was also having read-aloud sessions with my own three children. I am afraid enthusiasm for “their” books began, in fact, to cause them occasional discomfort. “Daddy, why don't you look at the grownups' books” they chided. Before too long I was mailing out stories and ideas to publishers. Rejections followed but after a time a cheery encouragement arrived from Houghton Mifflin Company, and to my delight, a contract was offered for Lorenzo.

In one way or another, I seem to find myself thinking of children’s books most of the time. I even enjoy the period in between books for it is then (I hope) that I am susceptible to all manner of adventurous thought. I’ve never been good at thinking at the typewriter. I seem to write best when in motion. Trains, subways, even elevators seem to shake ideas loose in my head. Although I write and illustrate, I believe if I had to choose between the two, I would choose writing. There’s a freedom about writing that appeals to me. You can do it almost anywhere—and I have.

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Elaine M. Taylor
1.0 out of 5 stars Book overall in good condition but I wasn’t expecting to see. Name and writing on front cover.
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4.0 out of 5 stars Charming, well-written...but not perfect.
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