Go to the sea before the storm: a concerto of nature, courage and love.

I remem­ber watch­ing the movie “My Mem­o­ries of Old Bei­jing” when I was a child, and I espe­cial­ly loved the part where Yingzi reads the text aloud—“Let’s go see the sea! Let’s go see the sea!” Although there was no sea in the movie, I felt as if I could already see it. I real­ly want­ed to go to the blue sea right away, raise the white sails, and watch the gold­en sun rise from the sea…

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Read­ing “The Storm on the Island” now feels like reliv­ing that youth­ful feel­ing. The unpre­dictable pow­er of nature can stir up excite­ment and joy. Even though the wind is ris­ing and the thun­der is approach­ing, we refuse to hide, drawn by that pri­mal, slight­ly dan­ger­ous mys­tery. The boy puts on his wind­break­er and rain boots, grabs his sis­ter’s hand, and says, “Before the storm comes, let’s go see the sea!”

This work cap­tures a uni­ver­sal child­hood expe­ri­ence, depict­ing, with poet­ic prose and dynam­ic illus­tra­tions, the sto­ry of chil­dren being sum­moned by nature to explore the sea­side and feel the immense pow­er of nature before an impend­ing island storm. The author, Bri­an Flo­ca, is an acclaimed Calde­cott Medal win­ner, while the illus­tra­tor, Syd­ney Smith, is a recent recip­i­ent of the Hans Chris­t­ian Ander­sen Award. The col­lab­o­ra­tion of these two cre­ators at the peak of their careers has made this work high­ly antic­i­pat­ed from the out­set, fore­shad­ow­ing a mul­ti-sen­so­ry read­ing jour­ney about nature, courage, trust, sib­ling bonds, and fam­i­ly love.

The adven­ture of grow­ing up and the warmth of com­pan­ion­ship

Chrono­log­i­cal­ly, the sto­ry should begin on the title page: a broth­er and sis­ter stand com­fort­ably by their win­dow, enjoy­ing the bright after­noon sun outdoors—a warm and love­ly scene, but per­haps a lit­tle “boring”—at least for the bound­less ener­gy of child­hood. So, when we turn to the copyright/dedication page and see a sud­den gust of wind and their moth­er scram­bling to gath­er clothes blown away, we’re prob­a­bly not sur­prised. The sib­lings imme­di­ate­ly decide to go on an adven­ture, clear­ly with­out their moth­er’s per­mis­sion!

The author, speak­ing from the old­er broth­er’s per­spec­tive, says, “Come, take my hand,” pulling his sis­ter along a grav­el path through the woods towards the shore. Togeth­er, they feel the ris­ing wind and the crash­ing waves. As the storm approach­es, the sky dark­ens, the waves surge, and the wind howls. Despite their neigh­bors’ warn­ings that “you’d bet­ter go home!”, they repeat­ed­ly ask, “Is this enough, or should we go a lit­tle fur­ther?” and firm­ly reply, “You hold my hand, I hold yours, we’ve decid­ed to keep going.”

This poet­ic expe­ri­ence and Q&A is full of meaning—the pri­mal and pro­found con­nec­tion between human­i­ty and nature is clear­ly revealed through the child’s curi­ous and awe-inspir­ing adven­ture. The child’s repeat­ed choic­es to “go fur­ther” when faced with such dan­ger, that non­cha­lant courage to “expe­ri­ence every­thing,” can also be seen as an inner resilience in the face of the unknown and fear—a tru­ly pre­cious qual­i­ty in the process of grow­ing up. In this sense, isn’t grow­ing up sim­ply expe­ri­enc­ing a mag­nif­i­cent adven­ture in the wider world?

In this sto­ry, amidst increas­ing­ly dan­ger­ous cir­cum­stances, the broth­er and sis­ter cling tight­ly to each oth­er. The recur­ring phrase, “You hold my hand, I hold yours, we’ve decid­ed to keep going,” not only pro­pels the plot for­ward but also sym­bol­izes their unwa­ver­ing mutu­al sup­port and trust. The moth­er, who appears at the end, is also cru­cial. She rep­re­sents home, a sym­bol of bound­less love and acceptance—“a lov­ing and reas­sur­ing home. A home where you might be blamed! A home where you can be for­giv­en.”“

So, the day after the storm, Mom let her two chil­dren go to the beach to explore again. This time, how­ev­er, Mom per­son­al­ly accom­pa­nied and watched over them.

The Poet­ic Pow­er of Words and the Sen­so­ry Impact

Bri­an Flo­ca, who won the Calde­cott Medal for *A Loco­mo­tive*, also left a deep impres­sion with his two oth­er self-writ­ten and illus­trat­ed books, *The Moon Land­ing* and *The Light­ship*. It turns out that before study­ing art and spe­cial­iz­ing in illus­tra­tion, he also majored in his­to­ry. As a cre­ator skilled in both writ­ing and illus­tra­tion, he show­cased his lit­er­ary prowess to the fullest this time. While *The Storm on the Island* isn’t entire­ly rhymed poet­ry, it pos­sess­es a strong rhythm, is poet­ic, and full of evoca­tive details, mak­ing the entire sto­ry par­tic­u­lar­ly suit­able for read­ing aloud.

Flo­ca’s writ­ing, like a cam­era, cap­tures every sub­tle detail before the storm, ful­ly engag­ing the read­er’s hear­ing, touch, and sight. Chil­dren walk on the grav­el path, mak­ing a “clat­ter­ing” sound; when the wind ris­es, “branch­es col­lide with each oth­er, thump, thump, thump!”; when the giant waves crash against the shore, they “bang” and “explode”… These images, com­bined with the visu­als, direct­ly impact the read­er’s sens­es, cre­at­ing a pow­er­ful sense of pres­ence. On the page depict­ing the waves, the orig­i­nal Eng­lish text also blends end rhymes (stone, bone) and allit­er­a­tions (weath­ered, wound, water), mak­ing the read­ing expe­ri­ence like singing, which pre­sent­ed a sig­nif­i­cant chal­lenge for the trans­la­tor.

Flo­ca pre­cise­ly con­trols the sto­ry’s rhythm through the alter­na­tion of short and long sen­tences. When the plot is tense, short, pow­er­ful sen­tences like “Bang!” and “Run!” cre­ate a whirl­wind-like expe­ri­ence; while in calmer nar­ra­tion, longer descrip­tive sen­tences are used to slow the pace. The recur­ring use of refrains is anoth­er high­light; the sib­lings’ repeat­ed self-ques­tion­ing and answer­ing not only strength­ens the sto­ry’s struc­ture and rhythm but also acts like a “rhyth­mic incan­ta­tion,” pro­found­ly con­vey­ing their deter­mi­na­tion and per­se­ver­ance to sup­port each oth­er through thick and thin. Once the chil­dren are safe­ly home, the text returns to a calm and warm tone. This skill­ful con­trol of rhythm allows read­ers to expe­ri­ence the sto­ry’s ups and downs first­hand.

Poet­ic and dynam­ic visu­als

If “The Tem­pest on the Island” is a bril­liant and thrilling bal­let, then Sid­ney Smith is arguably the most daz­zling star of the show. With his unique artis­tic vision and exquis­ite paint­ing skills, he brings amaz­ing visu­al life to this pic­ture book.

The illus­tra­tions in this book fol­low the style of his rep­re­sen­ta­tive works such as *I Speak Like a Riv­er*, *Grand­ma’s Veg­etable Gar­den*, *Big City, Lit­tle You*, and *Do You Remem­ber*, char­ac­ter­ized by impres­sion­is­tic, loose brush­strokes, with the inter­play of light and shad­ow guid­ing the flow of emo­tions and feel­ings. He uses water­col­ors and thick gouache, with broad brush­strokes and splash­es of paint cre­at­ing a dynam­ic and pow­er­ful beau­ty of storms. Waves, clouds, and storms surge and churn between the pages. Although the paint­ings appear spon­ta­neous, each one has under­gone “dozens of drafts and repeat­ed pol­ish­ing to accu­rate­ly con­vey emo­tions.” This com­bi­na­tion of impro­vi­sa­tion and delib­er­a­tion makes the paint­ings “exquis­ite­ly tex­tured and visu­al­ly spec­tac­u­lar.”

Col­or plays a cru­cial role in Smith’s illus­tra­tions. When a storm approach­es, he uses deep, cool tones, with mas­sive dark clouds shroud­ing the island, inten­si­fy­ing the ten­sion and oppres­sion. As the storm sub­sides, the col­ors bright­en dra­mat­i­cal­ly, reveal­ing a clear, azure sky that con­trasts sharply with the pre­vi­ous somber hues. This shift in col­or tone, like a change in key in music, allows the view­er to visu­al­ly expe­ri­ence a storm fol­lowed by a peace­ful, bright dawn, great­ly enhanc­ing emo­tion­al res­o­nance.

The lay­out and com­po­si­tion of the pages pri­mar­i­ly guide the nar­ra­tive rhythm. Smith exten­sive­ly uses a “cin­e­mat­ic mon­tage” style, inter­spers­ing text with mul­ti­ple hor­i­zon­tal illus­tra­tions, sig­nif­i­cant­ly “accel­er­at­ing the sto­ry’s pace,” mak­ing the read­er feel as if they are run­ning along­side the sib­lings. In pas­sages requir­ing the read­er to linger or to con­vey a grand atmos­phere, he tends to use large-scale com­po­si­tions occu­py­ing a full page, such as a dis­tant view of the coast before a storm or a vast sky after a storm, to cre­ate a broad and expan­sive atmos­phere. This flex­i­ble and var­ied composition—sometimes close-ups, some­times dis­tant views, some­times sequen­tial, some­times full-page—precisely con­trols the visu­al rhythm of the nar­ra­tive, com­ple­ment­ing the text con­tent.

A gold­en duo who appre­ci­ate each oth­er

This beau­ti­ful­ly illus­trat­ed work gar­nered wide­spread pro­fes­sion­al acclaim upon pub­li­ca­tion, receiv­ing high praise from almost all main­stream Amer­i­can media out­lets. Crit­ics gen­er­al­ly laud­ed the “musi­cal­i­ty,” “emo­tion­al pow­er,” and “vivid word­play” of Flo­ca’s text, believ­ing it could “evoke both fear and com­fort.” Smith’s illus­tra­tions were praised for “con­vey­ing the ter­ri­fy­ing pow­er of a storm and how light changes through­out the day”… But ini­tial­ly, I was some­what puz­zled: why would Flo­ca, an illus­tra­tor with excep­tion­al skills and a Calde­cott Medal, need anoth­er illus­tra­tor’s help? It turns out there’s an inter­est­ing cre­ative process behind it.

In fact, Bri­an Flo­ca con­ceived and com­plet­ed this sto­ry dur­ing his artist-in-res­i­dence pro­gram on Peaks Island, Maine, draw­ing inspi­ra­tion from real storm scenes there. Born in Texas in 1969, he does have a younger sis­ter, but the sib­lings, grow­ing up inland, nev­er had the adven­ture of going out to sea togeth­er before a storm. Flo­ca stat­ed that what he want­ed to present in this book was an expe­ri­ence “almost every child might have”: when the wind and clouds gath­er, chil­dren can’t help but go out­side to feel the pow­er of nature up close—this is a col­lec­tive child­hood mem­o­ry he want­ed to cap­ture and con­vey.

Inter­est­ing­ly, although Flo­ca con­ceived and com­plet­ed the sto­ry text, he strug­gled to find a suit­able illus­tra­tion style to present it, and the man­u­script was thus shelved. Then one day, Flo­ca’s friend Smith vis­it­ed; the two had long admired each oth­er’s work. Flo­ca sud­den­ly real­ized that Smith might be able to illus­trate the project. The sev­er­al rep­re­sen­ta­tive works by Smith that we men­tioned ear­li­er all seem to use an impres­sion­is­tic style to present a cer­tain memory—Smith’s own, oth­ers’, or a col­lec­tive mem­o­ry of every­one’s child­hood. In terms of recre­at­ing “mem­o­ry” through pic­ture books, it’s prob­a­bly hard to find an illus­tra­tor more suit­able than Smith in the world!

This gold­en duo hit it off immediately—Smith want­ed to par­tic­i­pate in the cre­ation as soon as he read the man­u­script. And let’s not for­get that behind Smith was a magi­cian-like men­tor, the edi­tor Neil Porter (who also edit­ed two oth­er Calde­cott Medal win­ners, *Amos’s Sick Day* and *Water­cress*)! The two cre­ators and their edi­tor were high­ly aligned in their cre­ative phi­los­o­phy, “with­out con­flict,” and shared the hope of cel­e­brat­ing “the mag­nif­i­cent pow­er of nature and the pow­er of mutu­al care in the face of adver­si­ty” through this book.

As Smith said, no mat­ter what hap­pens, “we will be okay because we have each oth­er,” which is also the core mes­sage that The Tem­pest on the Island wants to con­vey.

Indeed, growth is an adven­ture, and so are cre­ation and read­ing. This out­stand­ing pic­ture book, through poet­ic text and vibrant illus­tra­tions, com­pos­es a con­cer­to about nature, courage, and love, offer­ing chil­dren a rare and thrilling read­ing expe­ri­ence. It allows them to feel intense emo­tions in a safe envi­ron­ment and learn courage, tol­er­ance, and love. It also reminds us that no mat­ter how great the storms in life, as long as we are accom­pa­nied by love and sup­port each oth­er, we can even­tu­al­ly reach a safe har­bor filled with love and for­give­ness.

Come on, let’s hold hands and go see the sea togeth­er before the storm comes!

Writ­ten by A‑Jia on July 3, 2025 in Bei­jing

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