I was excited to read this book about Henry, the goose who got to love. I was expecting a children’s book for ages 8-12. However, the writing style is super difficult to read, and not something I would expect a third grader to plow through.
I get the vibe that the author is writing about his own experiences with acceptance and belonging. However, I think that this could have been better communicated through an adult non-fiction memoir.
This book was so painful to read, I did not finish it. I stopped at page 27 out of 60. I think the biggest issue with this book is the genre. It could have been a cute children’s book about a boy who adopts a goose, in the style of Corduroy or Audrey Bunny; or it could have been an adult non-fiction memoir about acceptance and belonging. Unfortunately, the way that it’s written makes it unreadable for both children and adults. For these reasons, I give this book one star.
I received this book for free, and I am writing this review voluntarily.