Zorgamazoo by Robert Paul Weston
Katrina Katrell saw something she could not explain in the subway. She told Krabby, her guardian, but the guardian told her that she was silly and headed for a lobotomy. Katrina really did see something. That something was Morty the zorgle. He was a normal zorgle, who didn’t go out much for adventure. He loved playing ball. One night the ball hall of fame was on fire and Morty rushed in to try to save it. For his bravery he was awarded with a ticket for the hero lottery.
Katrina meanwhile was trying to escape a lobotomy. The doctor had showed up at the house. He had plans to cut Katrina from here to there. Katrina narrowly escaped by tying her sheets together and running away, her freedom was brief though. She met a nasty gang, and they almost got her, and would have, had it not been for Morty who showed up at exactly the right time.
Morty had won the hero lottery even though he didn’t feel much of a hero. He went anyway at the urging of his father to find out what happened to the zorgles of Zorgamazoo; they had all disappeared. Katrina was saved and decided to go with Morty. They traveled tricksy paths and finally ended up in Zorgamazoo where they met a Windigo named Winnie, who told them where the zorgles had gone to. It was now up to Katrina, Morty, and Winnie to save the zorgles and themselves, perhaps even the entire world.
What I liked
This book was a pleasure to read. Really. I am not exaggerating or joking. This book is so whimsical and so fanciful. The type is arranged in different ways. Some of the words go diagonally. Some of the words are in spirals. Some of the words are in one font that the others are not in. The illustrations are wonderful. This book is just fantastic.
I bought this book for ninety-nine cents on a whim and I’m going to keep it. This is exactly the type of book that I would like to read to my own children some day or nieces and nephews.
The entire book rhymes in a Dr. Suess style rhyming scheme. The particular rhythm of the rhyme has a technical name, but I’m not that much of a poetry buff, so I’m not even going to mention it.
This book was just lovely. Buy it for your children. Read it to them at bedtime, one chapter at a time.
What I didn’t like
This is the kind of book that will spark a love of reading in a child.
Would you go on an adventure if you won a hero lottery?
Do you think you could ever accept something into your life that you once considered a myth?