By Victoria Kann
Oh wow I hate this book. Guess who picked it out.
Dad gets the main character a pink soccer ball, and they play soccer against the mean angry girls who only wear black. They say "Pink stinks!" because they are bullies.
You know, I've got this thing against asking kids what their favourite colour is. They just say stuff because they hate saying, "I don't know". And when they say, "I don't like green", like my daughter does, it doesn't mean anything, because there are so many shades of green. I showed my daughter my new neon-lime-green sweatshirt and she was amazed and loved it, because, actually, she doesn't hate all shades of green.
This shade of pink, however, is the same shade as Pepto-bismal. And it's the only shade they use in the entire book. Colours are exciting and this book about one specific ugly shade of pink that is already heavily marketed to girls is so dumb.
And kind of racist.
The message of the book is, I guess, to believe in yourself, but it gets lost on this weird trip across the world on a unicorn seeing other girls who like pink. Because the other message is that it's okay to like pink (like anyone is questioning that).
Look, I like pink. I wear pink. Heck, I even dress my son up in pink. (pink on boys looks so rad.)
But look at that colour.
Of course my daughter loves this book.
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