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My grandmother taught me to read before I was three by writing the names of
plants and flowers on the earth with a stick. Reading and nature became
very intertwined for me. The joy of reading a book was enhanced if I could
read it outdoors, especially high up in the branches of a large tree. From
that favorite hideaway I could also observe the river down below and the world
of small animals living in and around the river.
My grandmother and one of my uncles were great storytellers. And every
night, at bedtime, my father told me stories he invented to explain to me all
that he knew about the history of the world. With all of these
storytellers around me, it is not a surprise that I like to tell stories.
And it was a great joy when one of the bedtime stories that I made up for some
of my favorite nieces became a beautiful book, The Unicorn of the West
!
In Serafina's
Birthday, I celebrate what a gift a story can
be. Sebastian is very sad because he does not have a gift to bring to his
friend's birthday party, and then discovers when he tells his story that he has
brought the best gift of all. It is my way of honoring and thanking the
storytellers who have delighted me throughout my life. In that book,
as in
Dear Peter Rabbit, some of the characters are rabbits. I
once had the opportunity to save almost 50 young bunnies when a river
flooded. I raised them myself and I love them very And now
they keep popping up in my books!
My growing-up years were a fun and exciting time. I have compiled some
of the stories of my childhood in Cuba, as well as stories that I heard from my
family when I was a child, in the book Where the Flame Trees Bloom, Allá
donde florecen los framboyanes and in Under the Royal Palms, Bajo
las palmas reales.
Besides writing children's book, I am a professor at the University of San
Francisco and I work in schools with teachers, children and parents. The
feelings that children experience when teachers do not acknowledge their real
name led me to write My Name is Maria
Isabel. All my life I
have had a difficult time getting people to acknowledge that my first name is
Alma Flor, so I know personally how this feels, and I have also heard many
people express similar feelings. My respect for the farm workers with whom
I have worked through the years nurtured The Gold Coin. I am
delighted that so many people have chosen to read that book, because I wrote it
as a tribute to those who grow the food that keeps us alive as Gathering
the Sun.
I enjoy writing many different kinds of books.
I Love Saturdays .
. . Y Domingos! portrays a young girl who has two very different sets of
grandparents, like my own grandchildren do.
I also enjoy retelling the old
tales that I loved so much as a child; that is why I wrote The Three
Golden Oranges, so that children in the United States can get to know one of the most beautiful,
traditional Spanish stories.
Knowing two languages has made the world richer for me. I believe that
all children should be given the opportunity of learning two or more languages
when they are young and can do so easily. For that reason I am delighted
that most of my books are published both in English and in Spanish. And it
makes me even happier that my own daughter, Rosalma Zubizarreta, has done many of the translation of
my books.
My
grandmother's ability to make history alive in her tales, planted in me the belief
that children can listen to very important topics if they are presented
as a good story. Many of my books touch on issues like identity,
My Name is Maria Isabel, Me llamo María Isabel, deciding by oneself what is right,
The Malachite
Palace, or
finding ways to improve the world around us,
Jordi's
Star.
I
have also retold the folktales she told me like The
Rooster Who Went to His Uncle's Wedding, El gallo que fue a la boda de
su tío, and Half-chicken
/ Mediopollito. Now so many years after her death they became new gifts from her.
They also prepared me to recognize good traditional stories and to enjoy
retelling them as
I have done with The
Lizard and the Sun / La lagartija y el sol or with The
Three Golden Oranges.
But my grandmother was not the
only storyteller in my childhood. Everyone in my family loved a story
well told.
My uncle
Tony told family stories very vividly, making himself a part of the
action... even if the story had happened before he entered the family by
marrying my Aunt Lolita, or even before he was born. No one could ever
set the record straight. His telling was so convincing that he actually
got to believe that he'd been there each time! My books
Where the Flame Trees Bloom, Allá donde florecen los framboyanes and Under
the Royal Palms, Bajo las palmas reales
are collections of real life stories of my childhood and my
relatives, part of this legacy of family storytelling.
My
father, instead, created each night a new chapter of an unending story
of human beings in this planet.
He was not concerned with the history of
kings or well-known figures, but rather on how the common people, a step
at a time, had developed civilizations. This combination of reality and
fantasy delighted me. The fact that he created these stories just for me
formed a most powerful bond between us. It also gave me the gift of
fantasy to invent my own worlds like in The
Unicorn of the West, El unicornio del oeste,
and the desire to sing the praise of those who make life
everyday, like in Gathering
the Sun, my homage to the farm workers.
I was a
rather quiet and observant child. I was lucky to be allowed long hours
in nature by myself. A bird, a flower or a leaf could fascinate me.
I
lived next to a river, a source of constant wonders: leaping frogs,
funny tadpoles, skittish turtles that would disappear in the water at
the slightest noise, dragonflies, egrets, cranes... they have all found
a way into my writing like in Friend
Frog, because
they are all so alive in my memory.
Books
were wonderful companions and their characters totally real to me.
This
is why I have enjoyed so much playing at writing letters between
storybook characters in my picture books
Dear
Peter Rabbit, Yours
truly, Goldilocks, and the third in the series, about
to come.
When we
moved to town I discovered a world full of people. Every human feeling
and thought seemed to exist around me, if I just listened and reflected
enough. Little by little many of these people have also found their way
into my books. Sometimes as real life characters in my book of memories
Under the Royal Palms, Bajo las
palmas reales sometimes
as a character in a story like Doña Josefa in
The
Gold Coin, La moneda de oro.

I never
believed I would be a writer -although as a teenager I thought I would
be a journalist-and became a teacher instead. But my love for words, for
books and creativity made it inevitable that I would become an author.
The rewards of authoring books have been many: It has been the means to
rescue many of the experiences of my life, and share them with others.
It has given me the opportunity to work collaboratively with my daughter
and co-author, Rosalma Zubizarreta, who has translated many of my
publications, with my son Alfonso Zubizarreta and his wife,
Denia Zamperlini,
who
distribute my books through
Del
Sol Books, with my nephew, Ray Vance, creator of this
website, with extraordinary illustrators, and above all, writing has
allowed me to get to know many children and teachers throughout the
world, perhaps even you. What a joy it is!
- Alma Flor Ada
More really good information about Alma
Flor Ada at :
http://learner.org/channel/workshops/tml/workshop7/authors.html
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