Immediately I am submerged in an unknown world that resembles childhood play in a careless summer, but the language of the story is poetic and hyperbolic. Every motion has an onomatopoeia that makes the sounds of childhood come to life. So far, I want to drink soda pop and eat candy while falling asleep in the grass and flowers with these characters.
The characters are in a magical place where objects are personified and, even, have names. The problems are innocent but played out dramatically as if the world were coming to an end. There is a rivalry between boy and girl, fastest rider, normal kids vs unusual kids, and etc... So far, Hokey Pokey is a fun read that I have to decrypt its poetry in order to be engulfed its child-magic charm.
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