As a child, I read Mr. Popper's Penguins more times than I can count. It was my favorite book growing up and every year I tried to get away with using it in a book report just so I'd have an excuse to read it again. 20 years later, I still find myself thinking fondly of those 12 penguins marching through the Poppers' house full of snow and ice waving their little American flags. I loved the thought of the penguins living in the family refrigerator with the special handle on the inside so they could get out when they wished. And just to see what it was like, I also tried playing the piano in gloves just like Mrs. Popper had to. Although some scenes towards the end leave you feeling anxious for the Popper family and their band of birds, the ending more than makes up for it. I would recommend this book to anyone of any age and I know you'll be delighted by its rare creativity and special wit.