How hilarious would it be to live in a world where we are all trying to hold on to our pants? Perhaps we wouldn't get a lot of work done, but we also would be too preoccupied to make trouble. If you want to imagine such an amusing world, author Joseph L. Parsley welcomes you to the world of Kallaboos in his book, Hold on to Your Pants.
Kallaboos are made-up animals perfect for this make-believe tale. They are a combination of Koala Bears and Wallaroos, two extremely adorable animals in their own right. Their cutest parts put together makes for a curious and endearing made up species. If kallaboos did exist, Parsley believes that they will get along with humans very well. People would be won over by how adorable they are and their earnest yet comical efforts to hold on to their pants.
In Hold On to Your Pants, we are introduced to a family of kallaboos who feel the need to wear pants. While pants are a good thing, there is one problem. The kallaboos can't seem to get their pants to work for them. The pants on the kallaboo family are always falling to the floor, so they spend the whole day holding on to them.
From the title itself, it is easy to tell that readers are in for an entertaining story. Parsley created this story in the form of a poem. On each page are rhyming lines accompanied by delightful illustrations. Hold on to Your Pants is a light-hearted read for young and old audiences who would enjoy classic yet effective humor.
Hold On To Your Pants invites you to get to know the hilarious kallaboo family and the fun adventures that they get into all while trying to hold on to their pants.
I came from a family of twelve children. I was born in Tompkinsville, Kentucky, on June 17, 1947. I was raised in Illinois and lived there until I went into the Army out of high school at age seventeen. I spent six years in the Army. I served in the infantry in Korea, Germany, and Vietnam. I met my wife in Fort Gordon, Georgia, where I was working as an Army drill Sargent. We were married on November 13, 1969, in Akin, South Carolina. We have three sons and a daughter. Our youngest son was born with the birth defect Downs Syndrome, and will always be at home with us. We just try to keep him as healthy as possible and help him enjoy life. We now have four loving grandchildren and another one on the way. We still live in the same house in the country with twelve acres in north Alabama. We bought it and moved there in 1974. I was raised up with seven sisters, so you can imagine how many times I have seen a cat dressed up in doll clothes or wrapped in something to make it look like a human baby. The hairy face and the tail were always a giveaway, not to mention the wild eyes on the scared cat that was wondering what was coming next. And it wanted to be somewhere else. Of course, a little girl’s imaginations allow them to ignore and pretend around all that. I thought it was cute and got a lot of laughs out of it. But I was the one who had to go retrieve the cat when it found the opportunity to escape. Try to imagine dragging a scared cat out from under something by its dress. I thought of that when I wrote this book.