WHERE IS POPPY?

A beloved relative’s presence is still felt.

The young narrator keenly misses Poppy—Grandpa—at Passover. The little one looks for him as the family gathers for the seder. Some things seem the same as everyone assembles for the holiday: “the same chasing cousins, the same squishy seats, the same goofy giggles.” But “it’s not Passover without Poppy,” the protagonist forlornly tells Mama. Mama reassures the child that Poppy is still here. So do Aunty and the child’s brother as the child repeatedly asks, “Where is Poppy?” The child recalls wonderful memories: Poppy’s secret for his spicy matzah ball soup (slipping a chili pepper into the broth), his “wide, wide, wide” smile, and how he presided over the seders. As the family members read from the Haggadah, sing joyous songs, and revel in the warm delight of celebrating as a family, the child realizes that Poppy is here in spirit and always will be. Though it’s never explicitly stated, readers are to assume Poppy has passed away. This is a delightful, though poignant, Passover read that reminds children that this festive spring holiday is about family unity and keeping traditions and memories alive. Charming and delicate pencil, gouache, and charcoal illustrations, finished digitally, rely on a limited palette; the narrator presents Asian, and the family is racially diverse. (This review was updated for factual accuracy.)

A tender Passover tale that will be especially meaningful for families who’ve lost cherished members.