Dragon Keeper

Dragon Keeper

In Ancient China, a young slave girl suffers the abuse of her cruel master, making do with what she can scavange, her life looks rather bleak until the last remaining Imperial dragon makes an escape, taking her with him. Finding herself on a journey she never imagined and finally with a name to call her own, Ping agrees to help Danzi reach Ocean with his precious dragon stone. Faced with foes and falsely feared as a sorceress, Ping must use her creativity and cunningness to save them from enemies. Along the way, she not only learns from the ancient dragon, but finds herself and her own power as she learns that she is truly the last Dragon Keeper.

Carole Wilkinson’s Dragon Keeper is a hit with the young dragon loving audiences, but more importantly it showcases a strong female lead, something often not seen in popular children’s books and rarely in such a traditional male role, as the book discusses. I enjoyed reading the book with my children almost as much as they enjoyed listening. Many discussions ensued regarding Ancient China, Chinese culture, and the role of girls.

Dragons, Dragons

Eric Carle's Dragons, Dragons

Eric Carle’s Dragons, Dragons is a wonderful collection of mythical creatures with poems from a myriad of authors, appealing to children (and adults) of all ages. Carle’s signature artwork perfectly compliments the beautiful prose, bringing these imaginative words to life and inspiring creativity in both writing and art.

Since the November theme for Families Create was rhyme and verse, I thought this favorite book was perfect. After reading it with my children, they were all inspired to spend several hours drawing their own dragons and mythical creatures, including the following one:


five-headed dragon…

Mythology is a popular topic at our house. Here is my 7 1/2 year old’s rendition of a five-headed dragon:

Notice the orange things in the ground. Those are worms for the dragon to eat. Apparently the dragon likes to roast them with his firey breath and eat them with barbecue sauce. There was an impromptu poem to go with it which had my son laughing, but unfortunately I don’t remember it.