I may not be particularly literate, but based on the title of this post, I’m clearly alliterate. ;-D!
Here are some more rough sketches for, and related text, from my latest children’s story, “Clyde and I Help a Hippo to Fly”. Both sketches will be revised per my feedback, and then will become full-color illustrations for the book. In the first, I’ve asked Josh to make her bottom teeth flatter and less fang-like, and in the second she will be more detailed in the one depicting her falling through the floor of the plane.)
She said, “That’s not all. I told a bird.
It wasn’t long until all the birds heard.
They crow that I’m much too big to fly
And chirp hippos don’t belong in the sky.
Then they sing a mean old song
And sing and sing it all day long:
“Cheepetty Chirpetty Cawww-petty Hum
Flippetty flappetty, You’re so dumb!
We never heard such a silly thing;
Hippos can’t fly; you don’t have wings.
Quacketty Honketty Squawketty Coo
Your idea’s crazy and so are you.”
“They said I should stay down in the dirt
And made this hippo’s heart really hurt.
But nothing is going to keep me down;
I belong in the sky not on the ground.
So I tried real hard to build some wings
I made them out of wood, cloth, and things
And jumped from a high hill nearby
And, for a moment, I was in the sky;
Then my wings broke and I thought I’d crash,
But I hit the lake with a great big splash.
I then bought a ticket for an airplane ride
And walked up the ramp to the plane with pride,
But when I squeezed in the narrow door
All of a sudden I crashed through the floor.
So they won’t even let me near a plane
And now here I am on the ground again.”
Huge hippo tears fell from Hippita’s eyes.