The 1938 story Caps for Sale by Esphyr Slobodkina (go ahead and try to pronounce it) has an old world charm. The story focuses on a cap merchant who, in my opinion bucks conventional wisdom in this area, wears all the hats he is trying to sell on his head. In lieu of using a professional marketing strategy, he wanders from town to town yelling, “Caps! Caps for sale! Fifty cents a cap!” The Peddler looks like the young Vito Corleone (Robert De Niro) from Godfather Part II except the cap salesman sports an old school large mustache while Vito wears a more modest small one.
Since the peddler has to walk from town to town, he gets tires quickly. He decides to nap under a tree. When he wakes up he finds that all his hats save one are gone. Don’t worry this isn’t a book about crime and society. Punks didn’t steal the hats, monkeys did. While the book doesn’t really provide a moral lesson it does explore the concept of “Monkey see, monkey do” and explores ideas about anger management.