Let me tell you about my life. Every day I pick up candy wrappers...

I had decided to wait for him forever...

The Whale on Bus 29 evokes in a very warm and poetic way a little girl's view of a colourful and moving woman who has been sitting in front of her bus stop for a week. In the eyes of the little girl, this woman looks like a whale stranded on the sidewalk. In creating this story, in which one of the two characters is a homeless woman, the author succeeds in creating a very endearing book, rich in tenderness, poetry, imagination, humour and emotion. This album was awarded the 2015 Jérôme Main Prize at the Cherbourg Children's Book Festival.

"Am I my shadow? Does my shadow weigh the same as me? When I sleep, is it my shadow that dreams?" So many questions asked by a little boy who spends an ordinary day in the company of his shadow... this duo takes us on a poetic and philosophical walk.

On a white planet a cosmonaut has landed. He is going to explore the place and discover its inhabitants and their way of life which is not without resemblance to ours and for good reason...

If I grow up, I will discover new paradises. To grow up is to be amazed in a different way.

One morning I lost my heart. In the house I looked for it everywhere.

She and he love each other incredibly. Sometimes they don't understand each other. And yet...

Seven Lives relates the joys, fears, doubts and thoughts of a cat with many faces and representations as diverse as its states of mind. The cat, a metaphor for the child, tries to define and understand himself: who does he look like? Who does he inherit from? Who does he love? Who is he really? How to be unique and so multiple at the same time..;

Up in the sky, a little boy is fishing. Down below, in the sea, swims a very big fish. A story to sleep on or to dream about while awake. A book that speaks of the other, of taming and of many other things, so much room is left for interpretation and therefore for the reader.

Simon and Naslat secretly love each other. In this double-reading book, their intimate thoughts are echoed: on the one hand, Simon, the tender, discreet one, dreams of being a bird to get closer to Naslat; on the other, playful and patient, Naslat echoes her emotions. A text and illustrations of remarkable grace and poetic power.

In paper format, this book is a double-sided album. Discover this story from the point of view of Naslat.

With the tip of her tongue, she tastes a snowflake. The cold, this cold, becomes the color white. A sharp, severe cold, a dry cold perhaps. She says since then, when she shivers, that the landscape is white: her two brothers understand. They go and get a sweater and put it on her. Their gestures are gentle. This is how this journey to the land of rediscovered colours begins. Throughout the pages, a blind girl shares her interpretation of colours and her inner world. A world nourished by scents, sounds, impressions and very rich sensations.

Les gens, ça n’existe pas ! Il y a toujours une personne, plus une personne, plus une autre personne... Chacun de nous est unique et différent.

Un album où règne un joyeux bazar coloré de la vie quotidienne pour aborder le thème de l’altérité, du regard que chacun d’entre nous pose sur l’autre.

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 (...).

But what a mess all these ideas are!

As soon as night falls

they enter one by one

they jostle, dance, follow each other

they sit on the arm of the sofa

they moo

and off they go!

welcome to the great circus of ideas!

"Who am I? How do I know? Could I be someone else? And who are you?" All children ask themselves these questions. Through each question, each thought, we discover a character who, like all children, is reflecting on his being and his identity. Tony Durand takes us on this simple yet profound journey, thanks to his humorous and intelligent illustrations. Each page offers the opportunity to explore a question, through words and images that echo each other.

Un enfant et son grand-père, marin aguerri, sont en vacances. L’innocence de l’un, l’assurance de l’autre. Quand ils trouvent un coquillage portant l’inscription « Écoute-moi ! », Grand-père n’entend que la mer. L’enfant, lui, entend un poème. C’est une langue étrange qu’il ne connaît pas. Mais petit à petit, le poème est moins impénétrable pour cet enfant qui se laisse toucher et s’amuse à le traduire à son grand-père. Puis, viendra le temps d’écrire son propre poème.

Un album envoûtant pour petits lecteurs et grands rêveurs. Bodoï, le coin des enfants

Toujours souvent parfois is a meditative stroll that offers children a light and poetic approach to introspection, time and memories. The illustrations by Emmanuelle Halgand, of great finesse and intelligence, shed a gentle and original light on Simon Priem's light and profound text.

A narrative in which the hero is a bipolar person, a fiction that uses the imagination to help readers become aware of bipolarity. An album full of poetry.

Mimouche, Miosotys, Nestor, Oulala or Ouistiti, dogs often have funny names. From the Chihuahua to the Chow-chow, from the Cursinu to the Barbichon, from the Irish Setter to the Czech Wolfhound, François David and Henri Galeron pay an adorable tribute to our faithful companions and to all their mischief. They offer us a book full of humour, invention and immense tenderness towards our four-legged friends. A collection of poems so funny and touching, sumptuously illustrated.

When you don't look exactly like everyone else, for example when you are born with three fingers on one hand, life can sometimes be fierce. But it can also be bright, joyful, if you try to reinvent it every day with imagination. The little different hand then becomes a bird hand, soars and carries away the sorrows on its wings. Hand-Bird is a profound children's book that speaks of disability in a new light. The author, Benoît Lemennais, tells the story of his daughter. His intimate, delicate prose is enhanced by the superb illustrations by Marianne Ferrer.

A poetic tale, through the seasons, of the birth and metamorphosis of a scarecrow. For one summer, I was golden wheat. Hands harvested me: I became straw. Others braided me: I became a scarecrow. Scarecrow, what a strange job! Fortunately, the future holds a few surprises for our scarecrow, and his natural enemies will come to his rescue and transform him into a cosy nest.

Maman a des yeux de chat. Papa a des yeux en grain de riz. Et moi, dans ce charivari, comment je suis ?