I had decided to wait for him forever...

In the fourth and final part of this saga, our hero is locked up in a detention center, like a real criminal. In this prison that does not say its name, Moussa escapes by thinking. The days are long in the C.R.A. and he misses Chloé... This is the last volume of what will remain an exemplary illustrated album on immigration and clandestinity imposed by the dogma of borders which are also borders between rich and poor, between the aspiration to freedom of life and the reality of the mental enclosures where humanity is withering. Read Youth

When I was a child, the five mysterious pockets that adorned my mother's skirts occupied all my thoughts. As an adult, I received the five pockets as an inheritance, but would the letter that accompanied them help me discover their secrets? This album was part of the 1, 2, 3 albums selection of Livralire 2013.

Tired of waiting... candies are only for birthdays; dressing up for Carnaval; Christmas for the end of the year. But if there is one thing we would like to miss, it's the dentist's appointment!

Halima surfs on quimangequoi.com and enters a time machine..;

Summer, rich in moments of relaxation, is presented here with simplicity and gentleness. The pretext: a little girl, on vacation at her uncle's, wanders around the house and meets various protagonists who, one after the other, borrow a few minutes from their routine to relax and observe what the summer sky has to offer. The minimalist poetry of the text is such that it suggests a different view of the characters' actions; standing guard can be done in many ways, while preparing a meal and reading the newspaper have a whole new definition here.This album is an ode to summer, of course, but above all it is an invitation to relax, to take time to live and to take it slowly. An invitation to open our eyes, no matter where we are, to observe what is around us.This album was shortlisted for the Tatoulu 2021 Prize, Pink Tatoulu category and for The White Ravens Prize of the International Youth Library Munich 2017, and won the Golden Island Prize 2019, the Chen Bochui International Children's Literature Awards, Illustrated Book category 2017 and the Ibby Poland Prize 2017.

Just before going to bed, drink a cup of time that passes. It's good for your health.

All the chairs on which I have sat, all the chairs that have counted, the chairs of my life... Based on this theme, Raphaële Frier recounts her first chair as high as the roof of the world, the waiting chair, the long chairs that obscure the short ones, the kitchen chair that stands next to flour and the smell of gravel, sad chairs like the one of the absent person, or wacky chairs like the flying chairs. And in turn, Clothilde Staës engraves with her beautiful heightened engravings, the chairs that have counted in her life.

Every morning, a very routine old man gets up, eats his breakfast and goes out to tend to his flowers. Accompanied by his little dog, Lucien, the old man, makes sure he never deviates from his routine. He hates new things. But one windy day, a gust of wind brings him a newspaper with his horoscope on it. He is told: "An unexpected event will break your routine. "A nightmare for a man who does not like surprises. A tender, funny, touching and surprising story about our little habits and how the unexpected can sometimes come from ourselves.This album has been shortlisted for the Applied Arts Photography & Illustration Awards, Editorial Illustration/Entire Book-Complete 2020 category.

One day when he is bored, a young boy notices a cumulus cloud floating alone in the sky. Touched by the cloud's situation, which is strangely similar to his own, the young loner starts a dialogue with the cumulus. Slowly, the boy confides about the separation of his parents, his loneliness, his school and life in general. A touching work that speaks of childhood, but which addresses all those who have ever been a child...This album has been shortlisted for the 2019 Danielle Grondein Prize.

Un jour, un grand roi très sage mourut. Son fils lui succéda mais il était si jeune ! Comment pourrait-il être aussi fort que son père ? Il missionna ses conseillers à travers le monde afin qu’ils lui rapportent tous les savoirs imaginables. Pendant ce temps, le petit roi entra dans sa vie…

Tout en symbole, l’ouvrage rappelle qu’il est important de se consacrer au présent. Car le passé, est déjà dépassé et le futur est toujours à venir... Le Figaro

C'est bientôt la fin de l'été et des vacances. Au bord de la piscine cassée, le temps est comme suspendu pour le jeune garçon qui termine son petit-déjeuner les pieds dans l’eau. Livré à lui-même, l’enfant occupe son temps à mille petites activités et au dessin. L’après-midi, une cape sur le dos, il enfourche son vélo. Quand il a de la chance, il croise Lily dont il ne connaît que le prénom… Demain c’est la rentrée !

This morning, Boris the polar bear wakes up happy because it's finally summer. So he puts on his swimming costume and his life jacket and goes outside. But damn! It's snowing. So it's not summer. Boris is so disappointed, he decides to wait for summer by making a face and repeating over and over again: When is it summer?

Jana goes on holiday and, for the first time, she sees the mountain. Impatient, she spends the trip talking to her dog, asking her parents questions or dreaming of that big rock as high as the clouds. But what a disappointment, when she gets closer to the chalet, she discovers that the mountain is hidden in the mist. That night, Jana falls asleep worried and disappointed. Will she finally be able to see the mountain for real?

Mum drives a funny car. It's all plastic, but it really drives! With her, you never get bored and everything seems possible. When we climb in, it's to travel the steep roads of life together. On an adventure, over hill and dale!

Ever since she was little, Lisette has been crying. If she can't hold back her tears, the little girl uses jars to contain them...

A thousand flashes of bright colours dance on the pages and compose images: days and nights follow each other, laughter turns into sighs, the seasons pass by... In this whirlwind of perpetual movement, are there things that do not change? Or perhaps a secret place to take shelter, to recharge your batteries... Yes, everything changes, all the time. And yet!

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.

This album is a gentle and meditative immersion in a sunny afternoon, where time stands still. A little girl speaks to us like a friend and tells us about the flavour of fleeting little pleasures, the richness of simple things and the magic of childhood and the "little treasures" collected. This sweet and endearing book evokes light sensations linked to those little things that make everything (what counts) in a cheerful and colourful, intimate universe that Aurélie Lahad knows how to transcribe so well. Her illustrations are a perfect accompaniment to Karin Florman's profound text!

Caillou can't wait to open his presents. He even plans to stay up all night to watch Santa Claus come and go. But that turns out to be a little more difficult than expected...

Through hard work, the director became rich. He became Mr. Director. Exhausted, his doctor forces him to take a vacation. For the first time in his life, Mr. Director has to take the time to do nothing, under the sun of the seaside. A fisherman, back from the sea with two beautiful fish, makes him discover his own conception of life. An encounter that will influence the course of their lives. This album, inspired by a Mexican tale, reminds young and old that there is always time, you just have to know how to take it. This album received the 2013/2014 literary prize for citizenship, awarded by the public schools of Maine-et-Loire. It was also elected "coup de coeur" by the Revue des livres pour enfants de la BNF.

From poem to poem, the seasons pass by. Summer, autumn, winter, spring... Silence of the wind, murmur of the pines, roar of the sea, song of the birds... These poems which are inspired by the form of haikus (small Japanese poems of three lines) are a hymn to nature, to its beauty, to the passing of time.