My mother's sari
By Sandy Rao
A little girl sees her mothers sari as "long like a train" and that it "fills the air with colour when I dance and sing." A blue sari is a "river"; a patterned one is a place to hide with her friends. Best of all, the youngster wraps herself in the vivid cloth because she loves how it makes her dream. The endpapers demonstrate how to wrap the garment. Full-spread illustrations capture the colours and textures of the fabrics and the little girl's wide-eyed playfulness and love of her mother's attire.