How the Sun Got to Coco’s House

‘It had to start somewhere…’ We follow the sun’s journey from behind a hill, across the giddy water, into the eye of a whale and up the beach. It makes shadows, follows footsteps, glints on aeroplane wings, awakens snow cats, makes rainbows, leaps whole countries, glances in office windows, until it arrives at Coco’s house.

The language is vast, lyrical, magical and captivating, while the accompanying, watercolour rich pictures suggest the wide scope, the journey and might of the sun.

I read this to a Reception class who watched, slack-jawed, completely entranced by the sun’s journey. I recommend it wholeheartedly as a read-aloud, a book to treasure for young readers aged from three, and older readers too.