Eli was assigned a biographical book report project where he had to pick a book, put together a presentation, and give a talk in front of his class. He said that he originally wanted to read about Frank Gore (typical!) but that his teacher had assigned him John Henry. I wrote to the teacher to express my concern, since John Henry's, you know, not real. So she sent home the (admittedly beautiful, Caldecott winner) book and a "second copy" of the assignment sheet "in case you misplaced yours." Y'all. On the first page a unicorn makes him grow and on the second he shames the sun into waking up and flossing. Totally a biography, right? SMH.