Deforestation is menacing pandas more than ever. They have to flee higher and higher in the mountains, births are rarer. However, certain encounters give hope...

Welcome to the world of the day after tomorrow, that of Cely! The young girl, awakened by her sleep cropette, must quickly attend the first class of the day with her friend Cyla. The day's programme includes the "Museum of the Past". There, the two children can observe some strange objects from the past. There is talk of a car that ran on petrol and a pineapple that people ate. What an idea! A little further on, Cely and Cyla meet a talking "a-r-b-r-e". Kept alive by robots, the tree tells them about a time when birds flew in the still blue sky and people hummed songs.

A famous fable by Jean de La Fontaine, written in 1668. On March 31, 1668, Jean de La Fontaine published his first book: "Les Fables Choisies".

My masters decided to give me a present. An incredibly big present! Since the time I endure them, I deserve it. It's a giant cat tree to do my claws. It's perfect for me. But why do they insist on hanging balls and lights in it? This gift is mine. MYSELF!

there was a forest like all the forests of the world... populated by trees and squirrels, foxes and other owls. Among this society, there lived two troublemakers: a chestnut tree and a chestnut tree, afflicted by a misfortune, both neighbours, they hated each other...

Two little squirrels made an extraordinary discovery: a giant hazelnut! Could it be magic? Grandpa tells them it's a chestnut and quickly hides it to eat it this winter. When the day comes, Grandpa has forgotten where he hid it. There follows a wonderful treasure hunt to find it again. All in vain.

In those days I was so blue, so marvellously blue, that no one in living memory had ever seen a more beautiful bird. I was prouder than a peacock. So proud that I strutted before all the animals. So proud that one day I even dared to compare myself to the Sun... This album was part of the selection Lire et Faire lire 2015.

Isabelle Wlodarczyk was inspired by a Russian Christmas song to tell us the story of this tree, a tree that each of us makes king at Christmas time. Bruna Barros tells us in parallel the story of this little girl, this mamouchka, who saw her grow up with a perfect mastery of the complementarity of text and image.

The story of a little house up on the mountain is a rhyme that allows young readers to exercise their memory through a succession of short sentences. The shots, from the farthest to the closest, underline this interlocking. A dive into the heart of the illustrations finely imagined by Lucia Sforza!

How do you make young readers aware of important issues in today's world without making speeches or developing explanations? This is the challenge that this children's book takes up magnificently thanks to a lively, simple and effective graphic design and scenario. This album has been selected for the 2015-2016 Châtenay-Malabry schools' literary prize.

Every year, the Sultan's date tree was covered with the most delicate fruits. Travellers from all over the kingdom came to admire and taste the sweetness of these dates. Every year, the harvest took place in the presence of the Sultan. But one summer, the date tree gave only three small dates... The notion of sharing is at the heart of the debates in this album with its softly painted illustrations. A book in my suitcase

Angèle is an old lady who likes to tell herself stories. Stories for herself.

Eva and Vadim, who have arrived at their grandmother's house for the summer vacations, are impatient to get back to their high cabin. Buried in the trees, this hut is their headquarters from which they observe the forest that surrounds them. But this year, as soon as they arrived in their HQ, they discover huge holes that have transformed the forest into a Swiss cheese! When Eva and Vadim go to take a closer look, they discover footprints that lead them to a bulldozer and a truck. It's time to warn Ignace, the forest ranger. The three of them are going to lead the investigation to discover an illegal tree felling...

At that time the sky was too low, the clouds were too tight, the trees could not grow freely, the birds could not fly freely, and the men could not stand upright. Only the children were able to run around happily, but as they grew up they would have the same worries as their parents, so they got together one night to try to find a solution.

At first it was almost imperceptible, but nevertheless I felt that something strange was going on... the handle of my cup had collapsed... under my feet the ground was falling asleep and I could feel it dozing... The world was going soft... and I was slowly sinking...

This book is a collection of poems by Paul Bergèse, a French poet, who has written a series of poems about trees and their relationship with the world, and who has written a series of poems about trees and their relationship with the world. The tree has a soul that must be cared for.

One day, while walking in her beautiful English garden, Lady Lily discovers a curious baobab tree in its midst. Stunned, she is far from imagining that this is the beginning of an incredible story full of surprises...

The forest opens its branches to us! As if on a walk, this book invites us to take our time, to observe everything that happens around us. In the forest, whether tropical, humid or temperate, life is teeming: there is so much to discover!

By diving into the heart of the forest, the reader will discover the diversity of forest environments around the world, how trees act as air conditioners for the atmosphere and become aware of its fragile balance.

Who cut down the trees in the forest? To discover the culprit, the reader follows with his finger the clues revealed on each page: tree trunks cut in pencil, a lodge and a dam on the river...

With Inspector Loulou, the child learns about the beaver, what it eats, where it lives... Discoveries completed by the last double page which will tell him more about the way of life of this animal.

" A tree was wearing pretty leaves of all shades of green. But, in the middle, a small yellow leaf couldn't find its place It had a strange shape. It had a strange shape.It was different. "

The first one, I met him in a park in my neighbourhood. (...) It was behind the fifth tree that we hid to kiss (...) I ate the cherries from the seventh, the pears from the eighth, the figs from the ninth (...).