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The Very Hungry Caterpillar


By: Eric Carle
Picture book for 3-5 yr olds
Price: on discount at Flipkart for Rs. 175
My rating: 4.5/5



I got this book through Flipkart last week and it is currently the hot favourite in our house with R demanding to read the book at every meal each day. Eric Carle has beautifully put together different learning elements in one simple yet captivating story, which is nothing but the life-cycle of a butterfly.

And, what an interesting way for 3-5 yr olds to imbibe such knowledge! The journey of the caterpillar has been captured with bright, colourful pictures and simple narration. Not only that, a child can learn the days of a week, counting, get introduced to different variety of fruits, and other types of food, all of this packed together in a great read.

I loved the book as much as R. I highly recommend this book to all parents with kids in this age bracket. Do grab a copy, if you haven't done so already. As for me, I'm planning to buy the other books in the series by the same author :-)

Comments

  1. One of my very favourite children's books Uma :) Don't know who liked it better - me or my kids ;)

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    1. I know, I'm in love with it :-)

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  2. Yup its a classic for just this reason..! love it

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  3. My 4 year old loves books and I am sure he would love this one.

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    1. He'll definitely love it and I guarantee that you'll love it more :-)

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  4. My little one was never fond of this...but he loved the other titles...the very busy spider and the very quiet cricket!

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    1. oh, he didn't? yet to buy the titles you've mentioned..

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