The resonant story of THE LITTLE HOUSE is also a story of mine (and those) who grew up to see the wonder of day and night, experience the changes of four seasons and as time passing by, witness the disappearance of green meadows and replacement of more houses and then towering skyscrapers all over us and finally the urge to return to a place simpler and closer to nature was answered and we settled down in countryside for the content with the little house and birds' song than the hectic pace with polluted air.
To convey this progression, Virginia Burton, the Caldecott Medal Winner, places the Little House on the center of each page, and through her lucid storytelling and amazing touch of drawings, enchant the readers with activities that constitutes each theme - sun rise, starry night, spring robin, summer swim, fall leaves, winter skating, then comes the paving of the road and the birth of the city - with apartments, train stations, subways, and commercial building gradually constructing on subsequent pages. The Little House in the darkest stage is almost invisible. But this pretty house that "was strong and well built will never be sold for gold or silver but live to see the great-great-granddaughter" of the builder who shall make her rescue discovery and bring her back to a new hill to unite with her old friends from nature. By accident (or not), I also stood in front of this Little House and could not believe it has been in print for more than 60 years because it is still shiny bright and her story a moving and enduring one.