If I have children, I want to read them this book. I’ll read my nieces and nephews this book. Not because it’s ground-breaking or breathtaking. But because Sprout the hen can teach them a lot of lessons. It’s like a long, emotional fairy-tale. Sprout just wants to hatch an egg, but the farmer keeps taking hers away. She escapes. She lives. She doesn’t fit in anywhere but she makes two lifelong friends. It’s a little bit like Animal Farm but instead of having animals teach us political lessons, it’s social ones. There’s a barn, there’s a leader (the rooster), there’s a general public (the mallard ducks). I’m actually pretty pleased with my comparison. Someone told me Animal Farm is a dystopian novel recently. Thoughts?