TELL THE TRUTH, PANGOLIN

A pangolin must decide whether or not to lie to the Queen.

With a great big smile on his face, Pangolin is swinging in the sunshine on the palace grounds. But suddenly, to his horror, the swing breaks. “Heavens! What have I done? And what will I tell the Queen?” Pangolin consults his friends for advice. Badger suggests saying that a royal musician needed the strings for a lute. Goose has an even stranger idea: “Perhaps you can say that a giant bird mistook the ropes for worms.” And Pug? Well, Pug suggests blaming aliens. Fox and Cat also contribute possibilities. Stammering and quaking, Pangolin must make a decision. What will he tell the Queen? Lush, jewel-toned illustrations thrum with warmth; outside the palace, the rolling landscape is filled with endless flowers and swooping trees. Inside, ornate windows and scalloped archways present a truly royal atmosphere. Beatty expertly taps into a childlike perspective; she’s keenly aware that to avoid trouble, youngsters often spin fantastical explanations and that the push and pull of truth-telling can result in an agonizing internal debate. Luckily, all ends well when Pangolin finally decides to own up to the Queen—and the conclusion will point readers in the right direction when facing similar conundrums. (This book was reviewed digitally.)

A noble look at the courage needed for honesty.