Some years ago, I took my then infant son with me to visit a friend and her mother for coffee. They were both from Bosnia, and my friend’s mom spoke some English, but did not get much of a chance to practice it. We all chatted for a while, and then my son woke up, happy and ready for attention. My friend’s mom picked him up and toured him around the house, happily describing everything to him in Bosnian. Did he care? No. Was he suddenly in love with my friend’s mom? Yes. She tickled his belly. She made faces. She was a dream. Little ones really don’t care what language you speak as long as you are speaking to them. Being the center of attention works in any language.
Once you’re a little older, having a relationship with someone who doesn’t speak the same language can be a little more challenging until you find the ways you can communicate beyond words. And that’s pretty much this book.
It is a perfect and wonderful book. The words are perfect; the art is perfect. And there is so much love in it. What a joyful reminder of the special relationships grandparents can have with their grandchildren, no matter what lives they’ve left behind.
Drawn Together by Minh Lê and Dan Santat