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The Moonbow of Mr. B. Bones
Until the brash Tommy Morgan, no one has ever dared to open one of Mr. Bones's weather jars full of snowrays, rainflakes, and whistling wind, but when Tommy opens the moonray jar, the sparkling contents spread across the Kentucky night sky.
- GenresPicture Books
1 pages, Hardcover
First published February 18, 1992
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J. Patrick Lewis
134 books104 followersJ. Patrick Lewis is the current Children's Poet Laureate. He has written more than seventy children's books, including Once Upon a Tomb: Gravely Humorous Verses. J. Patrick Lewis lives in Ohio.
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April 23, 2009
A fun American folktale about an interesing old man who comes into a village to sell his wares. Some of his items are magical, or so the villagers believe, until a young boy tries to debunk them. The story is a fascinating look at rural Kentucky and the actual natural phenomenon that appears under certain weather conditions at Cumberland Falls, Kentucky.
February 26, 2017
Set in the mountains of Kentucky, the story begins:
In the middle of every Indian summer, an old man rode out of the mountains and into The Gap, a village lying deep in the bottomlands. Bartholomew Bones was his name, and he came with his mule and his wagon.
He was a peddler and folks waited all summer to see his sackful of Magic Jars with mysterious labels -- Sundrops, Snowrays, Moonbows, Rainflakes, and Whistling Wind.
An interesting tale that I expect kids will like. (It reminds me of The Wizard of Wallaby Wallow.)
My concern about this is that it validates the credibility of a bogus sales pitch. (Which is a real problem in this day and age.) However, if the story is framed as being a tale made up to explain a natural phenomena, then it's okay.
In the middle of every Indian summer, an old man rode out of the mountains and into The Gap, a village lying deep in the bottomlands. Bartholomew Bones was his name, and he came with his mule and his wagon.
He was a peddler and folks waited all summer to see his sackful of Magic Jars with mysterious labels -- Sundrops, Snowrays, Moonbows, Rainflakes, and Whistling Wind.
An interesting tale that I expect kids will like. (It reminds me of The Wizard of Wallaby Wallow.)
My concern about this is that it validates the credibility of a bogus sales pitch. (Which is a real problem in this day and age.) However, if the story is framed as being a tale made up to explain a natural phenomena, then it's okay.
February 2, 2016
The illustrations are nice, but the text really didn't do that much for me. I know it was meant for kids, but still...
February 11, 2011
Wonderful illustrations add to this interesting tale. There are great morals as well.
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