The Book about Nothing. By Mike Bender.
Illustrated by Hugh Murphy. Crown. $17.99.
Nobody’s Duck. By Mary Sullivan. Houghton Mifflin
Harcourt. $14.99.
You would think that the concept of zero
would be a pretty clear and obvious one, but it was not always so: the idea of
zero as a digit dates only to about 500 C.E., and the ancient Greeks even
argued about nothingness as a philosophical concept. How, they wondered, could
nothing be anything? Mike Bender wonders the same thing in The Book about Nothing, but cuts the philosophical Gordian knot by
simply asserting that “even nothing is SOMETHING.” The fact that the narrator
who makes this statement is a dodo – a bird whose current population is zero –
is surely due to Hugh Murphy’s skewed sense of humor, which shows in the
illustrations again and again. The interesting thing about The Book of Nothing, the thing that makes it fun, is that it
requires young readers to think about what is and is not in an unusual way. For
instance, “if you eat all the chocolate chip cookies” in a cookie jar, the jar
is not empty but is “chock-full of nothing.” And when you take a bath, what you
are wearing is nothing. And in what seems like a second nod to Lewis Carroll –
the dodo’s appearance being the first – there is even a suggestion that kids
“can get a bunch of balloons and a big cake and celebrate NOTHING,” which seems
remarkably like the un-birthday party in Alice
in Wonderland except for the fact that all the attendees shown in The Book of Nothing are monkeys. Not
everything here is in what adults will consider the best of taste – explaining
away a burp by saying it was nothing is one thing, but the toilet humor about what
is left behind after flushing (preceded by a panel in which “you forgot to
flush!”) is a bit much. Still, there is a nice mixture of the amusing and the
thoughtful here – the latter most clearly exemplified by the statement that
“with nothing, anything is
possible.” Quite so. Think about it.
And speaking of negatives, Mary Sullivan’s
Nobody’s Duck raises the issue of
whose duck the title character really is, and what it means to be someone’s
duck in the first place. Among anthropomorphic-animal stories, this is an
offbeat one: the hat-wearing, travel-bag-carrying duck shows up on the lawn outside
the home of a pajama-clad alligator and remains there all night, leading the
irritated alligator to come outside the next morning – wearing a tie – to ask,
“Whose duck are you?” The duck roots around in his bag, discovers a thinking
cap in it (complete with lightbulb), considers the question, and responds that
he is nobody’s duck. But “you must be somebody’s duck,” the alligator says, and
sets off to find out what is what, pulling the duck in a wagon (the duck’s
expression of enjoyment contrasting delightfully with the alligator’s of
irritation). At various locations, the duck, instead of speaking, emits excited
quacks – leading the alligator to think the duck belongs there. At the library,
for example, the alligator asks the librarian (a giraffe), “Is this your duck?”
She says no – while the duck gathers books and presents a library card. The
duck then sits happily reading while the increasingly frustrated alligator
waits. Exactly what bothers the alligator is never clear and is not the book’s
point: what matters is all the fun the duck has and the way he pulls the
reluctant alligator into it. After the library, as the duck quacks with
amusement while reading books in the wagon, the alligator heads for a movie
theater, where the alligator asks the pig at the ticket window if this is his
duck. The excited duck, meanwhile, is responding enthusiastically to a poster
advertising “Dogzilla Strikes Again,” and soon buys two movie tickets for
himself and the alligator. They watch the film – both wearing 3D glasses – and
then the alligator pulls the duck onward, finding that the duck does not belong
with the operator of a Go-Kart track or in a skydiving business. So whose duck is the duck? The answer, of course, is
that he is the alligator’s duck –
which the alligator realizes, as he thinks back over the day’s adventures,
really means he is the alligator’s friend. An amusing final twist, over a
couple of stacks of duck-prepared pancakes, neatly wraps up this unusual
friendship book in which nobody’s duck is very definitely somebody to enjoy.
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