Meet Dagfrid, Viking Girl! Many things bother Dagfrid. Her name, for starters. And life as a viking girl isn’t exactly a piece of cake: you have rolled-up braids, like buns, on your ears, you wear dresses that are too long to run with, and you dry fish. In fact, fish is all you eat, even when you’re not a girl. But girls, they can’t even navigate and go explore America. Well, until now. Because Dagfrid is really sick of dried fish.
Viking gender roles are turned on their head! Dagfrid’s brother, Odalrik, has turned sixteen years old. For his birthday, he gets a sword and should be in training to be a great warrior, but all Dagfrid sees him doing is laying around. All the while, she not only has to do the cleaning and sewing, but has been given the “honor” of preparing the meal for the chief’s banquet. Come to find out, Odalrik is bored and would love to learn how to cook and sew so he’s not so bored all the time, but his lot in life as a male is to be a leader. Together, they decide it’s all nonsense, so, hiding behind their house, Odalrik helps Dagfrid with the banquet and not only feels useful, but is quite good at cooking.
"Beaucoup de choses embêtent Dagfrid. Son prénom, déjà. Et puis la vie de fille viking n'est pas franchement drôle : on a des tresses roulées en brioches sur les oreilles, on porte des robes trop longues, on fait sécher du poisson. D'ailleurs, on ne mange que ça, du poisson, et pas seulement les filles. Mais elles, en plus, elles ne peuvent même pas naviguer et découvrir l'Amérique. Enfin, jusqu'à maintenant. Parce que Dagfrid en a vraiment trop marre du poisson séché."--Page 4 de la couverture
Elvis le hibou en a marre : impossible de lire tranquillement le journal, de remplir son herbier ou de faire une bonne sieste. Il aime bien avoir de la compagnie, mais comment faire pour que les petites souris fassent moins de bruit ? Les humains ont trouvé une solution en mettant leurs enfants à l'école. Voilà comment Elvis devient directeur d'école. A partir de 8 ans.