'A Penguin's Quest' is a children's picture book written by Scott McDermott and illustrated by Christine Anderson. What does a penguin do when confronted with a wish? This is the story of a little penguin named Ingrid who had a wish to do something that penguins do not usually do in their lives along with other many adventures they may have. This is a great picture book that can be used across the curriculum that can also increase creativity and language skills. Christine has created images that are vivid and realistic that look like photographs. It is a book that is a story of making friends and learning more about oneself.
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