
Importantly, we both are good at training our humans to cater to our demands. I often sleep after eating, and eat after sleeping (the wombat seems to sleep more than I do, though - weak). I have some important things in common with the wombat. I really like this book! The wombat writes a compelling diary. Look for ready guffaws from young audiences, whether read or sung, though those attuned to disability stereotypes may find themselves wincing instead or as well.Baby Librarian Tilly and her mummy Jen review the classic Diary of a Wombat by Jackie French and Bruce Whatley.īaby Librarian Tilly reviews Diary of a Wombat Even though the book has no included soundtrack, the sly, high-spirited, eye patch–sporting donkey that grins, winks, farts, and clumps its way through the song on a prosthetic metal hoof in Cowley’s informal watercolors supplies comical visual flourishes for the silly wordplay. It is three-legged, and so a “wonky donkey” that, on further examination, has but one eye and so is a “winky wonky donkey” with a taste for country music and therefore a “honky-tonky winky wonky donkey,” and so on to a final characterization as a “spunky hanky-panky cranky stinky-dinky lanky honky-tonky winky wonky donkey.” A free musical recording (of this version, anyway-the author’s website hints at an adults-only version of the song) is available from the publisher and elsewhere online. In the song, Smith meets a donkey on the road.

The print version of a knee-slapping cumulative ditty. The tortured outline of a garbage can says it all when paired with, “Banged on large metal object till carrots appeared.” The level of irony involved requires sophisticated readers, but they will laugh out loud at the wombat’s antics-and breathe sighs of relief that she’s not their neighbor. Whatley’s acrylic vignettes, arranged sequentially across the spreads, are set against a generous white background and provide the perfect counterpoint to French’s deadpan narration. Slept.” When new neighbors move in and prove to be an excellent source of carrots, the diary’s list expands to reveal the lengths this wombat will go (“Chewed hole in door”) to ensure a steady stream of the treat. This imperturbable specimen keeps a diary that keenly describes her daily excitements: “Monday.



It also has enormous claws, a prodigious appetite, and an unshakable determination to get what it wants. A wombat, American readers will learn, is an adorable round creature that looks something like a small, pointy-eared bear and likes to sleep.
