This short story will be a good discussion starter for elementary grades. A story of racism and intolerance among children, who through drought, fire, and suffering realize that bravery and courage is not dictated by the color of a child’s skin.
"The white robin flew along the hill, and perched in the old hickory. It flicked its tail and sang its evening song over and over. The boys watched it, amazed and staring..."
Clement writes with simplicity and directness, a gentle, probing insistence, and conviction. One lays down the book in thought, and with thankful heart. -- Friends Journal