My first thought was that it was not unlike a children's version of Dreams of My Father. It traces Barack Obama's life from birth to inauguration day, giving two-page spread profiles of the significant people in his life: mother, father, grandparents, Michelle and the girls and even Jeremiah White.
I especially appreciated the book's straightforward discussions of race throughout. For example, how difficult it was for Barack to feel like he belonged, being a biracial child with a white mom and grandparents, or how Michelle Obama's freshman year roommate's mother pleaded with Princeton to move her daughter so she could have a white roommate. Yikes!
I like the way the book is laid out graphically -- it's mostly easy to follow. There are quotes interspersed throughout, highlighted in red and blue, a family tree to further explain Obama's history, an electoral map, and explanations of things like delegates and the candidate's positions on issues. The photographs are wonderful. My older son Habtamu is mesmerized by them. I'm looking forward to when he and his brother are able to read it on their own.
I think one of the things that helped me recapture the happiness and hope I (and so many others) experienced in November and January was this interchange between Michelle and Barack. He and she had spent time with his grandmother in Hawaii, trying to decide if he should run for president:
"You've got to ask yourself...Why do you want to do this?..."
"This I know: When I raise my hand and take that oath of office, I think the world will look at us differently. And millions of kids across this country will look at themselves differently."
I can't top that, so that is what I'll leave you with.