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5.0 out of 5 stars
Emma Lea's First Tea Ceremony, January 21, 2009
First I must reveal my biases-I adore tea and tea parties and I finally
have a grandaughter with whom to share my love affair. That being said,
I am a newcomer to the Emma Lea books, but not for long. This third
Emma Lea book shows her to be maturing in her experiences as she and
her mom learn from their neighbor, Sam, a boy about Emma Lea's age, and
his mother about the ancient Japanese tea ceremony. At first Emma Lea
expects it to be a tea party like the ones she is used to having at her
house, but as she reflects she learns that a tea ceremony and a tea
party are actually quite different and that both are wonderful. Babette
Donaldson tells this story with a beauty and sparseness that mimics the
rituals of the ceremony and Jerianne Van Dijk illustrates the scenes
with an impressionistic style, drawing the reader into the folds of
Emma Lea's kimono and into the tea house with purity, tranquility, and
harmony. Folded away in my attic I have a child's pink kimono given to
me more than fifty years ago. I can't wait to share this book and that
kimono with Theresa, my own little Emma Lea.
5.0 out of 5 stars
Emma Lea's First Tea Ceremony, January 21, 2009
First I must reveal my biases-I adore tea and tea parties and I finally
have a grandaughter with whom to share my love affair. That being said,
I am a newcomer to the Emma Lea books, but not for long. This third
Emma Lea book shows her to be maturing in her experiences as she and
her mom learn from their neighbor, Sam, a boy about Emma Lea's age, and
his mother about the ancient Japanese tea ceremony. At first Emma Lea
expects it to be a tea party like the ones she is used to having at her
house, but as she reflects she learns that a tea ceremony and a tea
party are actually quite different and that both are wonderful. Babette
Donaldson tells this story with a beauty and sparseness that mimics the
rituals of the ceremony and Jerianne Van Dijk illustrates the scenes
with an impressionistic style, drawing the reader into the folds of
Emma Lea's kimono and into the tea house with purity, tranquility, and
harmony. Folded away in my attic I have a child's pink kimono given to
me more than fifty years ago. I can't wait to share this book and that
kimono with Theresa, my own little Emma Lea.
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