The Penderwicks - Hardcover

Críticas

"I can see why Jeanne Birdsall won the prestigious US National Book Award with The Penderwicks. This is a slim charmer of a book, and a page-turning read . . . Through her book-mad alter ego Jane, Birdsall flags up Alcott, Nesbit and Lewis; her own writing bears comparison with all three" (Christina Hardyment Independent)

"A gentle book, with a philosophy of kindness to others and a message that children should confide their troubles to adults, who should always listen" (Nicollette Jones The Sunday Times)

"Despite a few mishaps, the children become fast friends and partners in the sorts of lively plots and pastoral pastimes we don't read much about these days. Their adventures and near-disasters, innocent crushes, escaped animals, owning-up and growing up (and yes, changes of heart) are satisfying and not-too-sweet" (Kirkus Reviews)

"Birdsall follows in the footsteps of Elizabeth Enright, Edward Eager, and Noel Streatfeild, updating the family story yet keeping all the old-fashioned charm" (Booklist)

"Nicely old-fashioned . . . what makes it so engaging are Birdsall's light humorous style and the varied, vivid characters. Great fun and a cosy, comforting read" (Books for Keeps)

Reseña del editor

The Penderwicks: four sisters, as different as chalk from cheese, yet as close as can be.

The eldest, Rosalind, is responsible and practical; Skye, stubborn and feisty; dreamy, artistic, budding novelist, Jane; and shy little Batty, who doesn't go anywhere without her butterfly wings. And not forgetting Hound, their large lumbering lovable dog.

The four girls and their absent-minded father head off for their summer holidays, but instead of the cosy tumbledown cottage they expect, they find themselves on a huge estate called Arundel, with magnificent gardens ripe for exploring. It isn't long before they become embroiled in all sorts of scrapes with new-found friend, Jeffrey - but his mother, the icy-hearted Mrs Tifton, must be avoided at all costs. Chaotic adventures ensue, and it soon becomes a summer the sisters will never forget...