Giveaway: Win a copy of Maia and What Matters by Tine Mortier

Win a copy of Maia and What Matters by Tine Mortier

Popular Belgian book, Maia and What Matters, is now available in English and thanks to Book Island we have one copy to give away.

Maia and What Matters is a heart-wrenching story of a young girl who experiences loss in many forms.  It is a truly extraordinary book that celebrates the special bond between children and their grandparents.  It tackles the difficult topic of death and grief with such grace and tenderness, and is illustrated with whimsical, layered images.

Read our review of Maia and What Matters for more information on this tender story, and for an exclusive look at two illustrations from the book.

To enter:

  • Leave a comment below sharing one special memory you have of your grandmother.

The winners:

  • The best entry, as determined by Jackie of My Little Bookcase, will receive a copy of Maia and What Matters.

Terms and conditions:

1. Each reader may enter only once.

2. The giveaway is open to residents of Australia, New Zealand and the United Kingdom.

3. All entries must be received by 9 pm (AEDT) on Tuesday 19 November 2013

4. The winner will be chosen by Jackie Small of My Little Bookcase

5. The winner will be notified via email and announced on social media

6. The winner are asked to send a reply email including their delivery address within 7 days before a new winner is selected (PO Boxes cannot be accepted).

7. Maia and What Matters will be sent to the winner direct from the distributor for Book Island.

Giveaway: Win a copy of Maia and What Matters by Tine Mortier


  1. I am lucky to have many special and wonderful memories of my grandmother, and continue to make them. When I was little I remember walking with my brothers through the pine forest between our house and my grandma’s house. We would climb through the wood box and into grandma’s. There she would have an inviting and cosy space ready for us, to watch a movie, colour in books or play. She also kept a ‘grandkids drawer’, where she would keep notepads, pencils and the occasional lollies. And she loves to make us buckets (yes buckets) of custard!

    • My grandmother lived with us and died when I was 10 but it wasn’t until she died that I learned that she was illiterate. Yet she it was who ‘read’ many loved stories to me as a child and rocked me on her crossed legs singing every nursery rhyme she knew. I loved those many time with her – I still, at 62, have vivid images of those times – her black stockings and paisley dresses and ‘The Ugly Duckling’ amongst many other traditional stories. Grandmas are pretty special people :) I would so love to share this book with my step great grand daughters who love a great story.

  2. What a beautiful book – so many memories of my Great- Grandmother (died when i was 10) and lucky enough to have both my grandmothers alive and in their 90s.

    Memories of great-grandmother (so many) – walking around her beautiful garden full of camellias and hydrangeas…acorns on the ground she is flicking away with her walking stick, holding her cool and wrinkly but soft hand, talking about the garden and looking for kookaburras, she has a floral dressing gown on and we are out in the crisp cool morning air. Going inside (past the laundry that smells so lovely all clean linen and lemon scents – ? washing powder? starch not sure what it was but a definite memory of fresh linen/lemons) and then smelling the gorgeous smell of percolated coffee that was always on the stove, getting to lick the cream from the foil lid of the glass milk bottle and having condensed milk on toast while reading her Agatha Christie books while eating breakfast. So much love.

  3. My memory of Nana is that everytime my brothers (2 years older and 2 years younger) and me would visit her, she’d get our names wrong! EVERYTIME. Without fail! As I now have 3 kids, I know that’s nothing unusual .. but at least it’s an exception, rather than a rule. Now I realise, that was a joke for Nana. Sorry she’s gone as think there were more ‘jokes’ in her that I never got to understand.

  4. I have a memories of both my grandmothers, one being she would always have pepomint life savers in her bag that she would give to us on a bus ride from maroubra to the city, and then on our return we would listen to old irish love songs on the record player. With my other grandmother my favourite memory is from my teenage years, I had read the book succulent wild woman by Sark and exclaimed to my grandmother that she was a succulent wild woman….boy did we have a giggle.

  5. I am so very lucky to have many beautiful memories with both of my Nannas. One in particular is from when I was around 5yrs old, with my brother and sister. We were at Nanna’s house and she made us all milkshakes. We all sat around the table and blew bubbles with straws into the milkshakes and Nanna made it a competition to see who could have the highest bubbles. We laughed so hard no-one could keep their bubbles up high. Grandparents are so very important for children and I am so blessed to have had such close relationships with all of my grandparents. There are so many lovely memories of them I now treasure. I can’t wait for my own parents to become grandparents.

  6. Really hard to choose one memory. The one that comes to mind was her, and my granddads weekly trip to ‘Trash and Treasure’ held at the drive in. She’d buy dolls or, teddies and give them a scrub and knit new clothes, bonnets and shoes, or covers. These were then donated annually to a women’s shelter for the children for Christmas, or when they’d first arrived to the shelter. The boxes were always full. I know she enjoyed doing this and only stopped when my granddad passed away.

  7. The first memory that came to my mind when I read this was of myself and my sister riding in the car with my Oma when we were little, around 3 or 4 years old. The three of us were dancing (no chid restraints back then!) and singing wildly to her ABBA tape. I clearly remember her joy and surprise that we knew the songs and her laughter when she realised I was mistakenly singing ‘Mummy, mummy, mummy’ instead of ‘money, money, money’. My beautiful Oma was just the sweetest and we were devastated to lose her last year. My two daughters still miss her immensly.

  8. Thank you for the opportunity to win a copy of this book. I was drawn to the illustrations, as they look exquisite.

    I lost my Nana, Grace, only just this year. She, like many grandmothers, was a huge influence on my life. I aspire to be like her, nurturing my family and my home, taking pleasure from simple things and living authentically. My fondest memories relate to food and knitting, as home cooking and crafting seemed to connect her to family and her local community. She was an amazing cook and my favourite treats were her pavlovas, jelly cakes and biscuits. She created clothing for her family and countless beanies and soft toys for needy families. I miss her terribly.

  9. I’ve lost both my grandmothers in recent years. Today as I was packing (we are moving house), I came across a photo of my Granma holding my baby daughter for the first time. My daughter was born two months premature and spent weeks in hospital so meeting people on the outside was really precious for us. The contented and proud look on Granma’s face made me so happy. She always wanted to be a great grandmother and she became one. She passed away 10 months later. At her funeral, the congregation was praying and said ‘Amen’ at the end. As clear as anything, my nearly one year old daughter seemed to echo ‘Amen’. Everybody stopped and looked in amazement. In ten short months, they developed an amazing bond. That’s a memory I’ll have forever.

  10. I used to love going to Nanna’s – she lived in a house on the beach so we got to enjoy sitting and having morning tea together on the beach.
    I only got to enjoy my nanna while I was young

  11. My darling Nana now has Alzhiemrs so she can no longer make memories with me but I always remember the weekends we would spend on her farm. One of my favorites was during lambing season one of the ewes had twins and abandoned one of them. My Nana let us bring the lamb into the house. She made him a cozy bed by the fire and let me feed him bottles of milk. She always had a very gentle side to her. We named the lamb Lucky and he was later able to be given to a Ewe whose lamb died.

  12. My Nanna unfortunately passed away when I was very young, however I still remember making Christmas pudding with her and putting in the sixpences – my Nanna was a great cook and I still have a couple of those sixpenses which is very special :)

  13. The fondest memory I have of my wonderful nonna (grandmother) would have to be on my 8th birthday. It was the first time we had met as she lived in Italy although it felt I had known her all my life, for all the love she had for me!

  14. One of my most favourite memories of spending time with my grandmother, Nanny was actually a summertime full of members rolled into one. The year my grandfather passed away, I went to spend the summer with Nanny. Each and every day, she did something special with me whether it was teaching me to cook her famous chicken & dumplings or helping me plant a vegetable garden or some days just sitting and putting together a jigsaw puzzle. When I look back on that time, I am reminded of what an amazing woman she was and how, even in a time that the most difficult in her life, she was caring and giving. Miss you Nanny! xox

  15. My Grandmother had THE best home-made goodies to eat. She would always slip us, the children, a second helping with a: “Don’t tell your Mother!!” I think our Mother always knew, but didn’t deny us the pleasure of a conspiracy – or the extra treat.

  16. Where to start… My great grandmother passed away 6 years ago. She was a wonderful Oma and I always loved spending time with her. Oma and I loved to go to our favourite ice cream cafe in summer. She was wealchair bound and I used to wheel her there (not always the easiest task – specially when there was not enough air in those tires – but always fun!) She had so much good advise to give and I could talk to her about almost anything… One day I asked her to teach me knitting… Well, she was so fast that I was unable to follow her. So I promised her that I will learn knitting… I managed to knit a scarve (which looks like a triangle) before she passed away. Oh dear, I miss my Oma <3

  17. A special memory I have of my grandma was spending some time in the school holidays with her. I would travel up to her place from the country. She would take me to a children’s show or film at the local theatre. At grandmas there were lots of old children’s books to read (that my mum had when she was a girl) & a huge old fashioned hat box filled with an assortment of colourful, stylish hats to try on. At night I really enjoyed snuggling in to my very soft warm bed, it was a real treat for me having an electric blanket.

  18. Unfortunately, I never met either of my grandmothers. They both died before I was born. I intend to be a very special grandmother to my grandchildren when they finally arrive!

  19. My amazing Nanna Sylvia Ellen taught me so many things it’s hard to narrow down one memory. Something we special we have is that I ( and only I) know her secret scone recipe. I am going to pass this on to my daughter who is her namesake, Jenna Ellen.

  20. My fondest memory of both my grandmothers and my great grandmother were being with them while they shared a cup of tea and scones while camping.
    Childhood memories and smells that to this day still remind me of the 3 of them together

  21. My grandmother had a whole room that was a library! Was totally in awe of that! And the sheepskin rug in the middle- many lovely hours reading in there laying on the sheepskin rug. She helped me along with my love of books

  22. My grandma used to make a lovely pudding when I was a child. Noone can do it like her, it is a very simple milk, flour and sugar pudding that she used to make in a red pot as a surprise for me when I was playing. This summer we visited her and I asked her to make it so that my kids could taste it. They were not quite keen so grandma and I ate most of it. She said she had not cooked it for ages and she had missed it,too :)

  23. Grandmas are very special people. Mine have since passed away but we shared special times – cuddling in bed, going for long walks and taking pieces from people’s gardens to plant in Mumma’s garden, walking in the bush, picking mulberries and making mulberry pie and having mulberries with ice cream.
    Having just written my first picture book I’d love to win this book to look at the techniques and to read it to my niece.

  24. Going to the dog races when I was 5. Kids were allowed in back in the 80′s!

  25. I have such wonderful memories of my “granny”. She was such a great woman and despite knowing hardships that we can only imagine, she was a woman of great strength and dignity. She didn’t read us books but she told us many wonderful stories. I loved the smell of her house – a mixture of homemade bread and Youth Dew Perfume. Such a welcoming and comforting mixture. The highlight of my year was going to stay at my granny’s house for the summer holidays. A summer filled of making jam, playing on their farm and creating such wonderful memories that have lasted me a lifetime. I still miss her and think of her every day.

  26. Every Christmas Eve she’d take me into the city to the big old ‘family’ church, where we all went for christenings, weddings and funerals, to see the nativity. Gorgeous life size statues, those beautiful old fashioned ones that you can only find in a church. It was ‘our thing’ for 12 years, and then she passed away. I still go now, only by myself as I can’t bear to share this special memory and time with anyone else, even my own kids, it still saddens me so much. She meant the world to me.

  27. I have about a bazillion fantastic memories of grandma. The main one is teaching me to knit, I was about 4 when she first started teaching me. She would patiently sit & unpick mistakes & show me over & over again. Later as I got older & became a better knitter, she would show me all different techniques. She has been gone 13 years now & I think of her & miss her everyday when I pick up my knitting ;)

  28. My Grandma died last year aged 97. I remember the generosity of her soul. She asked for nothing.
    She gave the best hugs. The last visit I had with her a few days before she passed away I climbed into bed with her, and despite the fact that she really didn’t know who I was she held me so tight. I will never forget it.

  29. I have a very special memory from one Christmas when my Gran and I spent hours together making a table runner. This was very special. Every year we make the traditional family Christmas cake together which I can pass on to my own children and grandchildren.

  30. I don’t remember my Grandmother, but I am lucky enough to be able to be forging many special memories with my husbands Nanna, love losing time with her, regaling me with stories of her amazing, troubled and triumphant childhood. I’m also loving her enjoying my kids and watching them have a very special relationship with their Great-Grandmother, which I am sure they will hold dear in their hearts for the rest of their lives!

  31. I remember gardening with my nan when we were kids, such lovely memories of learning about the vegetables and the fruits that we would eat straight from the garden (massive vegie Patches & trees) :)

  32. I can’t believe how beautiful the illustrations are! I love how Maia “fills her Grandma’s room with pictures and handmade objects” it reminds me of myself when my Nana lived with us. She had Alzheimer’s but used to tell me all these wonderful stories in great detail about her childhood, parties and siblings. I adored it, and could listen to them over and over again, while she told me these stories I would draw endless pictures of her and her little fluffy dog Carla.

  33. She had 11 grandchildren but did a great job of showing she loved us all the same. One time we were hanging out on her sunporch–it had a sort of fake grass floor covering that was reminiscent of Astroturf–that was actually the last place I saw my imaginary friend Tweedledolly (I’m sure I felt secure enough to “let her go” there because I was at grandmas. She brought out rhubarb pie, made from the copious amount of it she had growing in her back yard–that and her bran muffins and her “crazy cake” were her specialties. That day she also did a great job of mirroring my surprise and wonder when I discovered white crayons DO show up–if you write on dark paper.

  34. Learning how to cook in Nan’s tiny kitchen. The smell of spicy Christmas puddings hanging to dry on Nan’s kitchen door knobs every November. A grandmothers love is so very special. She was always there for me and I miss it so very much.

  35. Ohh, I missed the entry date for the book comp, bahh. LOL, Thanks so much for joining us on the Kid Lit Blog Hop. This looks like a stunning book. I think it will have to go on my to be purchased list. When you mentioned it was being published in Australian, my ears pricked up….could you be an Aussie, hurrah, you are from Victoria. I live in Melbourne, so I am always ecstatic to find other Aussie Kid Lit Bloggers. I am now following your reviews. Best wishes, Julie

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