A woman with no children prays to Allah: “'I would love a child, even if it is nothing more than a cooking pot!’ WILLA! She had a child! And it was a little pot!” The woman loves Little Pot, who is bursting with enthusiasm and affection for her mother. When, against her better judgment, the woman lets Little Pot go to the market by herself, she discovers it is just as she feared: Little Pot does not yet know right from wrong. First Little Pot steals honey from a rich man who fills her, then she steals jewels from the king’s wife. Little Pot finally learns a funny, foul-smelling lesson about taking things that do not belong to her in another entertaining retelling—this time of a Palestinian tale—from Margaret Read MacDonald. Well-paced, choicely worded, and full of humor, MacDonald’s narrative is accompanied by Alik Arzoumanian’s cheerful, richly hued acrylic paintings. (Ages 5–8)

There was once a woman who had a little pot for a child. Tunjur Tunjur Tunjur --that was the sound the pot made as it rolled everywhere. Unfortunately the pot wasn't old enough to know the difference between right and wrong. That naughty pot ran off with things that did not belong to her until she learned her lesson...the hard way

In this retelling of a Palestinian folktale, brought to life in dazzling, jewel-like illustrations, children will discover that there are consequences for taking things that don't belong to them.