It was awarded the Caldecott Honor in Set in a small town in Maine this picture book piece uses a single dark blue color and block printing for the illustrations. This is not to be the overly diligent or angelic girl of so many other books, Sal is a real child figure. She gets into mischief and causes her mom no end of trouble.
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Little Sal brought along her small tin pail and her mother brought her large tin pail to put berries in. Then she picked more berries and dropped one in the pail — kuplunk! And the rest she ate. Then Little Sal ate all four blue-berries out of her pail!
Her mother walked slowly through the bushes, picking blueberries as she went and putting them in her pail. Little Sal struggled along behind, picking blueberries and eating every single one. She reached down inside to get her berry back. Mother wants to take her berries home and can them for next winter. On the other side of Blueberry Hill, Little Bear came with his mother to eat blueberries.
We must store up food for the long, cold winter. Little Bear stopped now and then to eat berries. She was tramping along, eating berries, and thinking about storing up food for the -winter.
Little Sal tramped right along behind. Then he hustled off to catch up with his mother. He hunted and hunted but his mother was nowhere to be seen. They stopped eating berries and hurried aw ay. I will hustle that way! She was walking along, picking berries, and thinking about canning them for next winter.
Little Bear hustled right along behind. Little Sal said nothing. She picked three berries and dropped them, kuplink, kuplank, kuplunk, in her small tin pail.
Where is Little Bear? She was old enough to be shy of people, even a very small person like Little Sal. Then she turned around and walked off very fast to hunt for Little Bear. She kept right on picking and thinking about canning blueberries for next winter.
Of course, he only wanted to taste a few of what was inside, but there were so many and they were so close together, that he tasted a Tremendous Mouthful by mistake. Mother wants to can these for next winter. Where, oh where, is my child?
She was old enough to be shy of bears, even very small bears like Little Bear. Then she turned and walked away quickly to look for Little Sal. She knew just what made that kind of a noise! She knew just what made that kind of a noise. Little Bear and his mother went home down one side of Blueberry Hill, eating blueberries all the way, and full of food stored up for next winter.
And Little Sal and her mother went down the other side of Blueberry Hill, picking berries all the way, and drove home with food to can for next winter — a whole pail of blueberries and three more besides.
Blueberries for Sal