If your parents are ice cream makers you have many advantages but some misfortune too, because summer is not holiday time, it's  working season. This is why Janna is sent to a summer camp. You'll have a great time! There will be so many children! There are many children indeed: 700, to be precise. As for the rest, life in the summer camp is a hilarious sequence of oddities: sunbathing healing treatments; long or short praying sessions according to different times of the day; flag-raising; uniforms; wool bathing suits; huge dorms; the same food every day; souvenir shops and so on.

Gina is good at telling stories. She tells them to her children in their winter nights: stories of when she was a child. Like that time when she was eight and walked all the way to Florence across the Apennines with her mom, who had found her a job. A great adventure in hard times, with bombing going on, German soldiers, and the risk of getting lost. Antonella Toffolo made a comic out of this story she’d heard from her mother: the epic of a childhood seen through the sharp, poetic touch of her art style. [Text in Italian]

Autumn has come. People gather together to celebrate at the country fair. An exhibition is going on at the cultural centre to reward the most beautiful pumpkin of all. Children are excited for the lantern parade. The amazing Susanne Berner’s Wimmelbuch series follows with Autumn. A silent book about seasons in the city, that never ends. The renown German illustrator Susanne Berner, Hans Christian Andersen Award winner in 2016, brings readers for a stroll in the same street but in different times of the day and of the year.

It’s winter. It’s cold and it’s snowing. The little lake in the park is frozen and you can skate on it. Lisa has missed her bus again. Nico, Lina’s parrot, has flown away, and somebody has lost their red wallet. Winter is the first of Susanne Berner’s Wimmelbuch series. A silent book about seasons in the city, that never ends. The renown German illustrator Susanne Berner, Hans Christian Andersen Award winner in 2016, brings readers for a stroll in the same street but in different times of the day and of the year.

Once upon a time there was a man who worked so hard and relentlessly that he had left his soul somewhere behind him. He wasn’t too bad without his soul - he slept, ate, worked, drove his car and even played tennis. Sometimes, however, he had the impression that everything around him had become flat, he seemed to be moving on the sheets of a math notebook, sheets with the same squares all over.

Giovannino has a passion for bicycles and longs for a real one. Yellow. Brand new. His father’s trying to make his wish come true, he finds an old bicycle frame and works hard to fix it. But what is old is ugly for Giovannino, who is in despair! Until a brand new bike comes out of his father's garage. The elegant rhymes by Matteo Pelliti, at his debut in children’s literature, go with astonishing drawings by Riccardo Guasco, a renown bicycles illustrator, to tell the love of children for riding adventures, a timeless love in spite of the most modern technologies. [Text in Italian]

That morning the cricket didn’t get up.
 Everything was the same as usual: the sun in the sky, the grass in the lawn, the water in the river. But that morning the cricket didn’t get up.
His friends are worried, they want to know if he’s sick, they try push him and soon a messy crowd gathers around him. Until one day, a special visitor comes to see the cricket: silence…

Antonella Capetti, author of Che bello!, is a primary school teacher. In 2013 she created Apedario blog, dedicated to her teaching practice and ideas, especially focused on how to learn to read and write using picture books. Apedario has quickly become a reference point for many teachers and parents. A scuola con gli albi starts considering reading and writing as the core of school life and goes much further. It is not meant to be a manual, but rather a notebook about the different ways in which we can read picture books.

I was six years old. Once, uncle Bernard came to see us. After dinner, my sisters and I started playing. Then they went to bed as they were younger than me, while I started jumping on the couch. After a while my uncle asked me "Are you hyperactive?” I didn’t understand and answered: "No, I'm Swiss." He almost fell off the chair laughing.