There's a new picture book out just in time for spring training. QUACKY BASEBALL stars a lovable baseball player named Thumby Duckling. Thumby has kindly agreed to sit down for an interview.
*Thumby fluffs his feathers and sucks his thumb*
Me: Thumby, thank you for stopping by. Can you tell us how you got your adorable name?
Thumby: I actually wanted to have the nickname "Butch" but I learned that it's hard to give yourself your own nickname. Others give it to you. In my case, other ducks supposedly caught me sucking my thumb.
Me: Thumby suits you much better than Butch anyway. Why do you play baseball?
Thumby: Baseball is fun. And I love the sounds of baseball - crack of the bat, whistle of the ball as it zooms by, chatter of the infielders. "Hey batta batta" - that kind of thing.
Me: And we can’t forget the hot dogs and peanuts! Thumby, what does it feel like to play in a real game with people cheering you on?
Thumby: Scary and great at the same time. And I don't want to give away what happens at the end of Quacky Baseball, but it was a wonderful feeling.
Me: I agree, Thumby. The ending of Quacky Baseball made me want to stand up and wave my foam finger. Tell us about your teammates.
Thumby: What a team! Take Flakey Duckstein. He twitches. And there's Manny El Pato, who flew in from the Dominican. No one understands him in any language. And don't forget the mighty Medwick Ducky. There's a secret to his name - you could look it up.
Me: Oooh, a riddle in your answer. Nice. *pulls up Google search* Thumby, tell us about the author of Quacky Baseball, Peter Abrahams.
Thumby: He's some sort of writer, doesn't sound very interesting to me.
Me: *gasps* A writer who is not interesting? Impossible! Thumby, thank you for taking time from your hectic baseball season to chat with us about Quacky Baseball.