Mr. McCloskey’s Marvelous Mallards: The Making of Make Way for Ducklings
MAXWELL HOU CofR
shook He sketches DUCKS Robert McCloskey stood back and studied his his head These ducks are not right he thought That wasn't how a duck waddled or fell on her behind or flapped his wings He paced around his New York City studio How did he get himself into this duck drawing mess anyway
It had all started four years before when he was in art school in Boston Walking to and from classes he'd laughed at the funny mallard ducks in the park He fed them peanuts and watched as they splashed and dove in the lake Once he ran into a whole family on the sidewalk waddling into the Public Garden in a long orderly row