Unreliable

Lisa Von Drasek began her NYTBR review of Knucklehead, a new memoir about boys behaving badly, this way:

I have been a fan of Jon Scieszka (rhymes with Fresca) since “The True Story of the Three Little Pigs” by A. Wolf was published 20 years ago. Can you name another book that introduces the unreliable narrator to second graders?

Well, yes.

• Let's start with Dr. Seuss’s And to Think That I Saw It on Mulberry Street (1937). At the end the young narrator acknowledges that he got carried away. It was a plain horse and wagon after all.
• In Ellen Raskin's Nothing Ever Happens on My Block (1966), the narrator's complaints about living in a boring neighborhood are undercut by the illustrations of lots happening behind his back.
• And frankly I don't trust Rawli Davis, the narrator of Helen Palmer's Do You Know What I'm Going to Do Next Saturday? (1963), even if it's too early to say for sure he won't do all the stuff he describes, and even if there are photographs to back him up. And it looks like the little kid he's bragging to feels the same way.