The Maestro Plays

By Bill Martin Jr.

Book Overview

"The Maestro plays. He plays proudly. He plays loudly. He plays slowly. He plays oh-ly." Bravo to the three maestros who created this virtuoso picture book! There is Maestro Bill Martin, who writes cunningly, punningly, winningly, grinnnigly, unsinningly. There is Maestro Vladimir Radunsky, who illstrates smartly, artily, grandly (never blandly). And there is the Maestro of the story himself, who amuses wryly, informs on-the-slyly, and encourages children to see how masterfully they can play with words.

• Format: Hardcover
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0805017461
• ISBN13: 9780805017465
• Release Date: September 1994
• Publisher: Henry Holt & Company
• Length: 44 Pages
• Weight: 0.05 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.4" x 10.3" x 10.1"
• Age Range: 4 to 8 years
• Grade Range: Preschool to Grade 3

Customer Reviews

music

This is as simple picture features a clown type character. He plays all sorts of instruments in various ways. For example he plays his drum loudly and proudly. He plays hi trumpet busily and dizzily. The book is full of word play. The text is in elegant rhyme, perfectly complemented by the bright, original & whimsical illustrations. Yes this book could be a starting point for discussion on types of musical instruments and also a lesson on adjectives.

The Maestro Plays

Bill Martin does another fabulous job! When read aloud, this book is musical and rythmical. It introduces children to rhyming words and is good for building children's ability to distinguish the ending sounds of words. All in all, this is a fun book to read and listen to. My preschool students love it!

My Kids' Favorite

This book was my daughter's favorite when she was a baby. Now her new little brother has reacted in the same way. Little ones don't often have to patience to sit still while you read every page of a book, but for some reason they find the Maestro so captivating that they request it over and over again. Our little crawler will drag it across the room and plop it in my lap. How can you say no to a request like that?

The greatest.

Nonsense in the best sense. Rhythm and clown. How can you miss with this, when, in the middle of the madness "He stops. He mops his brow"?