I really, really tried to love this. A robot washes up on an uninhabited (by people) island, accidentally gets switched on thanks to some curious otters, and is called a monster by the other animals. Roz (the robot) adopts an orphaned gosling, and requires help from those other animals, and finds ways to help them in return. It's about building community and welcoming newcomers (there are some great discussions to be had here about immigration, I'll bet), helping and being helped. 
 And it just felt... simple. Maybe it's aiming to be a younger book than I'm expecting, and it has plenty of heavy content--characters are not immortal and can (and do) die--but I never felt like there was any emotional resonance, even to the parts that were supposed to emotional. 
 It is possible that I am dead inside and have forgotten the wonder of childhood. I didn't dislike this, I just found it... flat. I dunno. I'm still going to pass it to the second-grader, as I think he'll enjoy it more than I did.