Logline:
Minerva Louise encounters Santa Claus and is brandishing her typically naive observations.
London:
She doesn't know anything.
Ben:
I love her dry wit. It's so conceptually funny that a hen is off put by every single thing that happens despite not knowing much about anything.
What it would be like to be in this book:
If I were Minerva Louise, London posits, "I would at least know one thing!" Ben is still wondering why she thinks a chimney is a well. It seems like that one - to a farm girl - should be obvious.
Oh, my I love Minerva Louise!! She really never seems to get it, but that's what I love about her. She makes me giggle!
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