What’s your name? Maybe you’ll find it in this effervescent picture book—an ode to an important part of each of us from the creator of The Favorite Book.
Everyone has one . . . or maybe a few. So what’s in a name? What does it do? Names hold power. They can be a greeting, provide comfort, act as a warning, or honor our ancestors and heroes. Sometimes growing into a name, or selecting a new one, can take a little time. Names connect us to others and help create who we are and what makes us uniquely special. With an engaging visual narrative buzzing with people and names of all stripes, and a lilting text that’s perfect for reading aloud, the creator of The Favorite Book and Do You Believe in Unicorns? offers a celebratory and affirming story that will have readers reflecting on their names—and proudly sharing them.
About the Author
Bethanie Deeney Murguia is the author-illustrator of I Feel Five!, The Best Parts of Christmas, Do You Believe in Unicorns?,and The Favorite Book, among many others. She lives in the San Francisco Bay Area.
As narrated in jaunty verse and clarified through speech bubbles, this spirited offering invites children to discover, ponder, and discuss fascinating things about names. . . Grown-ups should absolutely encourage lively post-reading discussion with kids—and note the characters’ final question (“what’s yours?”); response guaranteed! . . . What’s a name for this richly satisfying book? Winner. —Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
Deeney Murguia explores the utility of names in this picture book of appellative connection. . . . As the pages turn, prose touches on how names (printed in red text throughout) can be used in different scenarios, signify important ties, and even evolve over time. It’s a moving exploration of what names can be and do—one that ends with an open invitation: 'What’s yours?' —Publishers Weekly (starred review)
There may be no word more special than your own name, and this poetic discussion of what’s in a name welcomes readers to enjoy their names and the reasons behind them. —The Virginian Pilot