In both households I was the apple of my grandparents' eyes! I would say that these relationships with my grandparents have most definitely influenced my life and my work. I spent the school year with my mother, and the summers with my dad. I must say that living on that little farm with them was the most magical time of my life.and that my Babushka and other grandparents were some of the most inspirational people in my life.My parents were divorced when I was 3, and both my father and mother moved back into the homes of their parents. That is when my Babushka (my grandmother) died and we prepared to move away from Michigan. Soon after my birth I lived in Williamston, Michigan and then moved onto my grandparents farm in Union City, Michigan.I lived on the farm with my mom and Grandparents until 1949. Whether the first clap of thunder finds you buried under the bedcovers or happily anticipating the coming storm, Thunder Cake is a story that will bring new meaning and possibility to the excitement of a thunderstorm.

Polacco's vivid memories of her grandmother's endearing answer to a child's fear, accompanied by her bright folk-art illustrations, turn a frightening thunderstorm into an adventure and ultimately. Reaching once again into her rich childhood experience, Patricia Polacco tells the memorable story of how her grandma-her Babushka-helped her overcome her fear of thunder when she was a little girl. and the storm is coming closer all the time But the list of ingredients is long and not easy to find. A real Thunder Cake must reach the oven before the storm arrives.

This is Thunder Cake baking weather, calls Grandma, as she and her granddaughter hurry to gather the ingredients around the farm. A loud clap of thunder booms, and rattles the windows of Grandma's old farmhouse.

My grandma's thunder cake