Poor Ug. He’s stuck in the stone age — literally, as his pants, and everything else, are made of solid stone. Stone baseball bat, stone blankets, stone bed — you get the rather uncomfortable picture. Smarter than his family, Ug can sense that there’s a better way to do things, but he can’t quite put his finger on how to go about it. Not only that, no one listens to his ideas at all, except his perplexed but well-meaning father. Are they a match for his cranky mother? Many of you may know Raymond Brigg’s more famous, elegant The Snowman. This tale is not so beautiful, nor so melancholy, but it’s not meant to be. This book is meant to make you laugh and groan in sympathy with Ug’s puzzlement, and maybe along the way learn a little tolerance for those who might one day be genius, but today are kind of odd.
Ug: Boy Genius of the Stone Age
By Raymond Briggs
Alfred A. Knopf, 2001