A name for what they feel
Solitude, the fear of getting things wrong, intense joy take shape in figures and places. What has a name can be told, and what is told weighs less.
What this story promises you
Children will find a place where they feel recognised.
For the child, the promise is to enter a story where their own sensitivity belongs. Solomon J. crosses solitude, school, the fragility of grown-ups and the fear of being wrong, and meets a village able to give him value. Pepilandia hands him back a different measure of himself.
Inside the village, endless questions have the right to exist, silences have a voice, fear takes a shape that can be crossed. The child who reads discovers that their own shades are already inhabited by someone, and that this space can become theirs too.
The Takaró makes this promise concrete. Love received becomes something the child can carry with them. Care, words, kisses, presence and attentive eyes build an emotional memory that keeps them company even when the person who loves them is somewhere else.
In the village of the Pepileni the Takaró passes from creature to creature, and every encounter adds a thread to it. The child who receives it discovers a supply of care that stays, in school days as in nights of fear.
The Pepileno, the creature that comes close when you are small and keeps the precious things that risk passing unnoticed. The Pepilene dell'Alba, guardians of the Takaró, who welcome the child at the entrance of the village. The Zanzabalena, who carries far whoever knows how to ask. The Giant, the father, who takes a name and a shape you can look at.
Each figure gives the child back a piece of their original greatness. The journey of Solomon J. shows that a child's value already dwells inside them, and that an attentive village helps them see it.
Solitude, the fear of getting things wrong, intense joy take shape in figures and places. What has a name can be told, and what is told weighs less.
Pepilandia stays open even with the book closed. The child can go back there in their mind whenever they need to, and find again the different measure of themselves the village gave them.
The supply of love received that travels with them, in the words of the grown-ups who keep them and in the gestures they have learned to recognise as care.
A place where they feel recognised. Solomon J. crosses solitude, school, the fragility of grown-ups and the fear of being wrong, and meets a village able to give him value. Pepilandia hands him back a different measure of himself.
Because in this story sensitivity belongs. The endless questions, the silences, the fear and the intense joy of Solomon J. take shape, take a name and take the right to exist. The child who reads finds their own shades already inhabited by someone.
It is love received that becomes portable. Care, words, kisses, presence and attentive eyes build an emotional memory that stays with the child even when the person who loves them is somewhere else.
It works as a shared reading between adult and child from the first years of school, and as independent reading for older children. The images and the characters open many doors, at every age.
The promise to the adult, a new way of seeing