“The alligator’s tongue was flicking. The alligator’s feet were kicking. Then the alligator’s mouth opened up v-e-r-y wide, creak. . . creak . . . creak . . . as if to invite the children inside.”
“The alligator’s eyes were flashing. The alligator’s teeth were gnashing, as tables and chairs and the piano went crashing. And after the sofa and curtains were ripped, the alligator licked its lips.”
“Perfectly paced, wonderfully illustrated, and completely memorable, this high-spirited picture book tells the story of three small children and the big green alligator that comes creeping up the front stairs.”
“The alligator’s mouth was wide, its teeth were long. Its jaws were strong. The children watched as it began to bite the edges of the door. Where the children scared?”
“And then what did the alligator do? Did it say to the children , ‘I’m going to eat you?’ Well, not exactly, but . . . it came closer . . . and closer . . . and closer until . . . ”