 “They shall name themselves.” That's how things go in Rootabaga, Axe me no questions, for Please Gimme "don't knows"-- here the windows are either open or shut, either upstairs or downstairs, just keep your eyes open and keep breathing, believing, and reading.They explore farms, trains, sidewalks, and skyscrapers- embrace the unknown and create the impossible.Potato Face Blind Man, an old minstrel of the Village of Liver-and-Onions, hangs out in front of the local post office telling stories and is the narrative guide in Rootabaga Country.