Read, listen and learn. Seek out new and possibly uncomfortable friendships. Pray for fresh eyes, open ears and humble hearts. Peel away the stereotypes you have formed and allow each person to stand on their own as the unique individuals they were created to be. But I would also encourage you to tell your own story.
Last year, at the age of 37, in spite of living and working among other races for my entire life, I finally noticed the racial divide. As a child of the 80s, I was taught that talking about race was impolite; it meant you noticed differences. But ignoring race is like sidestepping the gigantic crack in the sidewalk of society and history.
The first boy I ever liked in kindergarten was black. In middle school, I rode the bus for an hour, either way, to attend school in the projects because our county in Tampa, Florida, was one of the last to integrate schools. My midwest Christian college was majority white.
Some black students were browsing in the bookstore once and the cops showed up. Someone assumed they were there to shoplift. In college, I spent six months in Uganda and lived with an African family in a village. I often confounded their assumptions. To them, I was America. More than once, I was asked if I knew President Bush.
I asked my students if any white kids ever attended there. I got so used to seeing black faces that I was shocked by my whiteness when I saw myself in the mirror during bathroom breaks. I lived in China for five years. For the first three, I was one of three white faces in a city of 60, Many people wanted to be my friend. So I spent hours studying until I was fluent. Six out of eleven students were boys. Only one of those boys was black, the rest were Asian and white. To not notice race is to not notice the way clouds affect the shifting of light in the sky.
It is to ignore reality. And yet somehow I still believed we were living in a post-racial, inclusive, equal society. Continue reading at SheLoves Magazine. The middle schoolers at a school in North Lawndale ran off two teachers in the four months before I arrived. A mid-year graduate from a nearly all white Wheaton College in the Chicago suburbs, I believed I was different.
I would love my students. I would ignite their young minds with a passion for learning. When others ran, I would stay. In my arrogance, I actually watched the movie Dangerous Minds the week after I accepted the job. In my desire to be a do-gooder, I added clutter to an already chaotic and confusing system. But after having done nothing for the entire year, the students were not about to begin working. On the third day of school, my students egged my car. By the end of the semester, I wept every morning on the drive to school. I was sick a total of seven weeks between the months of January and June.
In , North Lawndale was and still is one of the most segregated, drug-riddled, and poverty-stricken areas of Chicago. When asked to draw their neighborhood, my sixth graders drew corners where drugs were sold and houses where gang-bangers lived. To buy anything from a gas station, you had to order it from the cashier from behind a barred window. Boarded up houses, abandoned lots and glass-littered parks spread out like a ghost town.
Twelve year olds were checked regularly for weapons. The school was percent black. Most of my students did not live at home with two parents and the majority were being raised by a grandmother. I had to be careful which students I called home about missing homework or behavior, because they would be beaten. I was convinced that if tested, every single one of my students would have been diagnosed as having some sort of behavioral disorder. They twisted and played with words, volleying back and forth.
I struggled to decode their cryptic language and enter into their conversations. Their invisible walls seemed impenetrable. I quickly realized the dilemma of being the lone adult in the classroom when a fight broke out which happened at least weekly. As soon as you secured one student, the other would come swinging at both of you. A student accidentally struck me once and from then on I decided to let them fight it out until I could seek help. The office got used to me buzzing down, though I was more likely to send a student next door to enlist the help of the eccentric 60 year-old gay hippie teacher.
The staff was about half black, though our middle school group of four teachers was all white. The other three had been teaching in the neighborhood for many years. I remember she would wrap Snickers bars for all her students for their birthdays. Her students adored her. When my students cursed at me, I said I loved them. I arrived at work early and stayed up late grading papers and planning lessons. In spite of working through the summer to prepare curriculum for the fall, the week before school began I received a message from the principal: Because the parents complained about me?
Because I was white …? Or did my students and the administration sense my lack of authenticity? When I thought I was communicating love, did they feel patronized? Was I trying to fit my students into the culture of my whiteness instead of first learning about their culture, bending and assimilating to them instead of expecting them to orient to me?
I fought for my job, but lost the fight. When school began, I was sent to different schools each day as a substitute teacher until a new job opened up. Perhaps my students and the administration saw through my idealism and lust to be the hero who rushed into the inner city to save the day. With a pixie-cut and a quick smile, she had showed me around, telling me her dreams for the school and for the students.
At 31, she and her husband had already lived in Lawndale for almost ten years and had informally adopted three African American boys. Her husband was in full-time ministry, training men to love God, work hard and be educated. I admired her patience and understanding. Her family is still in Lawndale today. Their adopted children are grown and their two biological children are two of just a few white children in an otherwise all-black school.
They have started businesses around the city that provide young men and women with jobs that take them off the streets. As much as possible, they have assimilated into the culture and allowed themselves to not only be known, but to know their neighbors. I think my mistake was telling myself I was all-in without physically moving in. Friends from other cultural backgrounds had interesting food, festivals, cultural dress, customs and languages. Those from non-western countries lived communally, cherished family and celebrated holistic living.
They did not divide the sacred and secular. Like many from the U. But I also experienced other cultures abroad: And it was then that I saw all the shadows it casts.
But stay woke and woke became part of a wider discussion in , immediately following the shooting of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri. The word woke became entwined with the Black Lives Matter movement; instead of just being a word that signaled awareness of injustice or racial tension, it became a word of action. Activists were woke and called on others to stay woke. I am on a journey. And I am slowly beginning to see. The first time I ever wrote a piece about race, I wondered if I had a right to speak.
I wondered if I knew enough or if I was going to say something stupid, offensive or ignorant. Have you ever rewatched an entire movie with commentary from the actors and director on? Are there any blind spots that I missed the first time around? How can I analyze this experience utilizing the concepts I am learning?
Please help me to discover mine. Most definitely subject to change;-. Lent and Prophetic Lament. Without a Voice poem. Uncomfortable Friendships Part 1. Resources for Talking to Our Kids about Race. The Culture of Whiteness. Guest Post Moving Towards Different: My Reconciliation Call by Tasha Burgoyne. What I Want for My Children. The Problem with the Wordless Book.
What Ever Happened to Integration? Divided by Faith book. The White Savior Complex thoughts on short, medium and long-term missions. Talking Race with my Southern Mama an Interview. This was the first year in six years of being married that I realized our anniversary is on Martin Luther King Jr. It was love at its best. If we are protesting, arguing or writing, are we doing it out of love? He took the long-view. It is an ongoing struggle … And in the end, I knew within my own soul that it was going to be a long haul, and I believe that.
It is better to be a pilot light than to be a firecracker. Many of us are angry.
In a fight, flight or freeze, we are ready to fight. Beginning March 1st, I will be sharing a series called 31 Days of Woke. Wounded, the Body of Christ walks with a limp. Five generations of so-called freedom have not erased fifteen generations of slavery. ElectionNight taught me that white evangelicals will NOT be denied their privilege. They will trample the cross to hold onto it. I see your racism and sexism. I see your repudiation of the very values you said matter. Over the past year, God has taken a tiny fissure in my awareness and cracked it open into a growing knowledge of the pain experienced by people of color today.
Because of this newfound sight, I dreaded attending church the Sunday after the election. Instead, I downloaded sermons. Of the four sermons from white pastors, each spent two minutes talking about the election, only to carry on with their regularly scheduled programming.
But the sermons by black pastors I downloaded? Most scrapped their plans and devoted the entire service to preaching on the sovereignty of God in these uneasy times. The fact that white pastors did not have to talk about race following the election is an indicator of the privilege inherent in white evangelical churches. The western church loves to compartmentalize. The Bible says if one member suffers, all suffer together and if one member is honored, all rejoice together 1 Corinthians We are all connected, but as the white church continues to ignore the cries of our brothers and sisters, we become numb to their pain until we no longer feel the ache.
The Lord our God, the Lord is one. And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this: If we do not love our black and brown brothers and sisters—treating them with the same respect, attention and admiration as we expect to be treated—we cannot call ourselves lovers of Jesus. I expect I will be treated fairly if pulled over by police.
I can live in a white bubble if I choose to. But the more I listen and learn, the more I realize we are far from living in a post-racial society. I believe Jesus wants racial justice and radical change to begin with the church. The church is for healing, reconciliation, listening, learning, lament, growth and transformation. We dole out the minimum amount of love in order to achieve the maximum amount of comfort.
The Heidelberg Catechism asks: By condemning envy, hatred, and anger God wants us to love our neighbors as ourselves, 1 to be patient, peace-loving, gentle, merciful, and friendly toward them, 2 to protect them from harm as much as we can, and to do good even to our enemies. The church should be the place where people of color feel the absolute safest. It should be a place where we can delight over our differences because we each reflect a facet of the Imago Dei. It should be a stunning picture of heaven on earth. But it is not.
The white American church is in danger of becoming so irrelevant, self-absorbed and legalistic it will continue to lose members of the congregation who recognize society as doing more to help people than the church is. Mostly, we shut up and listen. At first, at least. We can seek further education individually or as groups. We form book clubs, start prayer groups or attend conferences.
We partner with black churches to meet for meals, holidays or special services. It grew from members in July of to 10, members in February of Because this is not the first time many of them have felt out of control, afraid or had their voices suppressed. These tweets testify to this:. It just exposed this divide. He described November 9 th like this: I still had mobility in my limbs. I was able to breathe. You can journal, read your Bible and contemplate the life and words of Jesus.
You can clean the kitchen and maybe even sweep the dried up cheese and peas off the floor. Only the best survival tool of motherhood: Before their journey is over, one of these legends will be lost. Any time Chloe asks them a question they change the subject. They seem perfectly happy to be the only Asian family in town. Then a new teacher comes to town: But what she unearths is light-years away from what she expected. She remembers her name. Her best friend, Stacey. But Liam is a total blank in her life. Liam McPherson is devastated. But the harder Liam tries to reach Ellia, and remind her of what they had, the more she pulls away.
As Ellia begins on the slow road to recovery, Liam begins work on a secret project that he hopes will bring back the girl he loved. But can there ever be a future when the past is in pieces? The Misadventures of Max Crumbly 1: As in, Thomas Silver keeps stuffing Max in his locker.
If only Max could be like the hero in all the comics he likes to read or the ones he draws and magically escape the locker and defeat Tommy. But that doesn t mean Max won t do his best to be the hero his school needs. Content to follow more scholarly pursuits, her whole world is torn apart when her father, the Raja, arranges a wedding of political convenience to quell outside rebellions. Soon Maya becomes the queen of Akaran and wife of Amar. Neither roles are what she expected: But Akaran has its own secrets — thousands of locked doors, gardens of glass, and a tree that bears memories instead of fruit.
Soon, Maya suspects her life is in danger. Yet who, besides her husband, can she trust? With the fate of the human and Otherworldly realms hanging in the balance, Maya must unravel an ancient mystery that spans reincarnated lives to save those she loves the most. A lush and vivid story that is steeped in Indian folklore and mythology. The Star-touched Queen is a novel that no reader will soon forget.
In this stunning debut, legends collide with reality when a boy is swept into the magical, dangerous world of a girl filled with poison. Everyone knows the legends about the cursed girl—Isabel, the one the senoras whisper about. Some say she can grant wishes; some say her touch can kill.
Rebellion of Thieves by Kekla Magoon ; Bloomsbury. As he looks back on his career over five decades, we see his stories unfold before us in a dazzling array of art stylesand forms, their development mirroring the evolution in the political and social landscape of his homeland and of the comic book medium itself. This breathtaking first volume begins the story of how Snow becomes a villain, a queen, and ultimately a hero. Or do they take them from under Christmas trees around the world? I often confounded their assumptions. The middle schoolers at a school in North Lawndale ran off two teachers in the four months before I arrived. I put a load of laundry in, make an extra cup of coffee and herd the crew into the bathroom.
Seventeen-year-old Lucas lives on the mainland most of the year but spends summers with his hotel-developer father in Puerto Rico. When letters from Isabel begin mysteriously appearing in his room the same day his new girlfriend disappears, Lucas turns to Isabel for answers—and finds himself lured into her strange and enchanted world. But time is running out for the girl filled with poison, and the more entangled Lucas becomes with Isabel, the less certain he is of escaping with his own life.
Helping him along are his best friend and sometimes teammate Coby, and The Mac, a rapping librarian who gives Nick inspiring books to read. This electric and heartfelt novel-in-verse by poet Kwame Alexander bends and breaks as it captures all the thrills and setbacks, action and emotion of a World Cup match. Will it help her predict the future or fight back against the ignorant jerks who make fun of Thomas for being gay or Monty for having lesbian moms? Maybe the Eye is here just in time, because the newest resident of their small town is scarier than mothmen, poltergeists, or, you know, gym.
She realizes that her powers of witchcraft have done it again. With her friends, Grace and Eve, April must figure out how the elephants got to her town in the first place and then how to get them back home. After Solemn witnesses a man throw the baby down a community well, she struggles to understand the event, leaving her forever changed. Solemn remains trapped by connections to the missing other woman and an honest cop who suspects more to the story than others on the small local police force want to see.
There, Solemn must face the truth of who she really is and what she is really made of. The first is that he and his big brother, Ernie, are leaving Brooklyn for the very first time to spend the summer with their grandparents all the way in Virginia in the COUNTRY The second surprise comes when Genie figures out that their grandfather is blind.
Thunderstruck and being a curious kid Genie peppers Grandpop with questions about how he covers it so well besides wearing way cool Ray-Bans. How does he match his clothes? Know where to walk? Cook with a gas stove? Pour a glass of sweet tea without spilling it? Then Ernie lets him down in the bravery department. Who would you be if you had one night to be anyone you want? Six teens legally liberated from parental control the bad boy, the good girl, the diva, the hustler, the rocker, and the nerd all share a house in Venice Beach, and they all have one thing in common: After a streak of hookups, heartbreaks, and bad decisions, the housemates once perfect life is falling apart.
One is caught in a forbidden romance with a Hollywood heartthrob, while another puts her dreams on the line for one little kiss. And before they know it, the friends are fighting like family. But when an uninvited houseguest and a deadly accident entangle them in a conspiracy none of them saw coming, pulling together is the only way out. Alone, none of them can cover up the lies.
Together, none of them can be trusted. Packed with conspiracies, intrigue, and scandalous romance, this gripping sequel told from multiple perspectives will have readers suspecting them all. After a daring raid on Detention Center 3 to rescue their trapped peers, Ashala Wolf and her Tribe of fellow Illegals children with powerful and inexplicable abilities are once again entrenched in their safe haven, the Firstwood.
Existing in alliance with the ancient trees and the giant intelligent lizards known as saurs, the young people of the Tribe do their best to survive and hide. Ember claims to be harboring terrible secrets about her past that could be a threat to the Tribe and all Illegals. Can Ashala and Connor protect the Tribe and bring Ember home, or must they abandon one to save the other? Ages Zomorod Cindy Yousefzadeh is the new kid on the block.
A poignant yet lighthearted middle grade debut. But after the stock market crashed in , Vivien lost all his savings. Then he heard about a job opening at the Vanderbilt University medical school under the supervision of Dr. Vivien knew that the all-white school would never admit him as a student, but he hoped working there meant he was getting closer to his dream. Blalock s research assistant, Vivien learned surgical techniques. In , Vivien was asked to help Dr. Helen Taussig find a cure for children with a specific heart defect. After months of experimenting, Vivien developed a procedure that was used for the first successful open-heart surgery on a child.
Taussig announced their innovative new surgical technique, the Blalock-Taussig shunt. Vivien s name did not appear in the report. Overcoming racism and resistance from his colleagues, Vivien ushered in a new era of medicine children s heart surgery. Tiny Stitches is the compelling story of this incredible pioneer in medicine. Ages 12 and up San Francisco, Fifteen-year-old Mercy Wong is determined to break from the poverty in Chinatown, and an education at St.
Clare sSchool for Girls is her best hope. Clare s is off-limits to all but the wealthiest white girls, Mercy gains admittance througha mix of cunning and a little bribery, only to discover that getting in was the easiest part. Not to be undone by a bunch ofspoiled heiresses, Mercy stands strong until disaster strikes. On April 18, an historic earthquake rocks San Francisco, destroying Mercy s home and school. With martial law in effect, she is forced to wait with her classmates for their families in a temporary park encampment. But what can one teenaged girl do to heal so many suffering in her broken city?
Breakout author Stacey Lee masterfully crafts another remarkable novel set against a unique historical backdrop. Strong-willed Mercy Wong leads a cast of diverse characters in this extraordinary tale of survival. She once believed him a monster, but his secrets revealed a man tormented by guilt and a powerful curse—one that might keep them apart forever. Reunited with her family, who have taken refuge with enemies of Khalid, and Tariq, her childhood sweetheart, she should be happy.
Shahrzad is almost a prisoner caught between loyalties to people she loves. But she refuses to be a pawn and devises a plan. With the help of a tattered old carpet and a tempestuous but sage young man, Shahrzad will attempt to break the curse and reunite with her one true love. The Case of the Three Kings: Finally, she has the tools needed to do her job: However, she is not at all pleased with the airline tickets to Puerto Rico she and her sister La Bruja are given. She has case deadlines to meet! Three men on flying camels sounds very suspicious to Detective Flaca, who once again is faced with a case begging to be solved.
Where do the Three Kings get the gifts to put in the boxes? Do they steal presents from Santa Claus? Or do they take them from under Christmas trees around the world? And in this case, Mickey learns some hard truths about being a detective and a good person, ultimately realizing that some mysteries are best left unsolved. But if you re a young black man in , he doesn t want you in the cockpit of a war plane. Yet you are determined not to let that stop your dream of flying. So when you hear of a civilian pilot training program at Tuskegee Institute, you leap at the chance.
Soon you are learning engineering and mechanics, how to communicate in code, how to read a map. At last the day you ve longed for is here: In vibrant second-person poems, Carole Boston Weatherford teams up for the first time with her son, artist Jeffery Weatherford, in a powerful and inspiring book that allows readers to fly, too. Nikolai Karimov can see through walls and conjure bridges out of thin air.
They are enchanters the only two in Russia and with the Ottoman Empire and the Kazakhs threatening, the tsar needs a powerful enchanter by his side. The defeated is sentenced to death. Raised on tiny Ovchinin Island her whole life, Vika is eager for the chance to show off her talent in the grand capital of Saint Petersburg. But can she kill another enchanter even when his magic calls to her like nothing else ever has? But his deadly opponent is a force to be reckoned with beautiful, whip smart, imaginative and he can t stop thinking about her.
As long-buried secrets emerge, threatening the future of the empire, it becomes dangerously clear. Summer of Sloan by Erin L. Debut author Warm Hawaiian sun. Flirty texts with her boyfriend back in Seattle. Instead, after learning an unthinkable secret about her boyfriend, Tyler, and best friend, Mick, all she has is a fractured hand and a completely shattered heart.
Once she arrives in Honolulu, though, Sloane hopes that Hawaii might just be the escape she needs. Weighing years of history with Mick and Tyler against their deception, and the delicate possibility of new love, Sloane must decide when to forgive, and when to live for herself. But looks can be deceiving. When her parents disappear, her life and her Perfect Girl charade begins to crumble, and her scheme to put things right just takes the situation from bad to so much worse. If she were telling it straight, friendship might not be the right word to describe their alliance, since Drea and her new associates could not be more different.
When it turns out they share a common enemy, Drea suggests they join forces to set things right. Ages 13 and up. Humanity is split into a dying physical world for the poor and an extravagant virtual world for the wealthy. Years ago, Skylar Cruz crossed over to the App World for a chance at a better life, and her family stayed behind in the Real World.
Skye is desperate and ready to risk everything to unplug from the App World. But she soon learns that the only person she can trust—in either world, including friends and family—is herself. Her junior year begins in the wake of a startling discovery: This means that on another planet, there is another version of Tara, a Tara who could be living better, burning brighter, because of tiny differences in her choices.
At first, small shifts happen, like attention from Nick Osterman, the most popular guy at Brierly, and her mother playing hooky from work to watch the news all day. But eventually those small shifts swell, the discovery of Terra Nova like a black hole, bending all the light around it. Nothing on Earth—or for Tara—will ever be the same again. Then she met a real-life Peter Pan. When Wylie encounters Phinn confident, mature, and devastatingly handsome at a party the night before her brother goes to juvie, she can t believe how fast she falls for him.
Soon Wylie and her brothers find themselves whisked away to a mysterious tropical island off the coast of New York City where nobody ages beyond seventeen and life is a constant party. But the deeper Wylie falls for Phinn, the more she begins to discover has been kept from her and her brothers. Graham has been in love with her ever since. But now they re sixteen, still neighbors, still best friends.
And Graham and Roxy share more than ever moving on from their Harry Potter obsession to a serious love of comic books. And the event inspires Graham to come up with the perfect plan to tell Roxy how he really feels about her. But no one at a comic book convention is who they appear to be…even Roxy. And Graham is starting to realize fictional love stories are way less complicated than real-life ones. Lee has designed over one hundred unique paper airplanes over the last thirty years. His coauthored Paper Airplane Fold-a-Day calendar has been popular worldwide since its first publication in Every day hundreds of paper airplane enthusiasts visit his website at http: Things were hard enough when her single-minded dedication to her studies earned her the reputation of being an Ice Queen, but after getting drunk at a party and waking up next to bad boy surfer Evan McKinley, the entire school seems intent on tearing Taylor down with mockery and gossip.
She sets off on a journey of discovery, with new friends Ben and Sabeen by her side. But just as she gets closer to answering big questions about who she is, what America means, and how communities can grow and heal , she uncovers new questions, too. Like, why does Pop get so angry when she brings up anything about the towers? Now this beautiful modern-day Robin Hood will have to play some lethal wild cards without rules or limits to save those she loves—and live to steal another day.
I am sixteen years old. I have many aliases, but I am none of the girls you see. What I am is the newest recruit of Covert Ops. And we are here to take down Hitler. After the Nazis killed my brother on the North African front, I volunteered at the Office of Strategic Services in Washington to do my part for the war effort. Only instead of a desk job at the OSS, I was tapped to join the Clandestine Operations—a secret espionage and sabotage organization of girls.
Six months ago, I was deployed to German-occupied France to gather intelligence and eliminate Nazi targets. Track down and interrogate a Nazi traitor about a weapon that threatens to wipe out all of Western Europe. Then find and dismantle the weapon before Hitler detonates it. Because the fate of the free world hangs in the balance, and trusting the wrong person could cause millions of lives to be lost.
With the stakes higher than ever, these girls have everything to lose…and no one is playing nice. June is starting to finally see herself as a prima ballerina. But being the best could mean sacrificing the love of her life.
Legacy dancer Bette is determined to clear her name after she was suspended and accused of hurting her rival, Gigi. And Gigi is not going to let Bette—or the other dancers who bullied her—go unpunished. It all comes down to this last dance. Who will make the cut? And who will lose her dream forever? Nicole Mason ; St. That is until a tall astronomer from Madagascar comes to the nursery looking for a Baobab tree. His visit starts a ball rolling that makes Zoe long for real adventures, not just imaginary ones—and shows her that perhaps her first real adventure is finally beginning.
But bringing Father home is no small matter. Yet for most Cubans in the nineteenth century, life is anything but beautiful. The country is fighting for freedom from Spain. Enslaved Africans and nearly-enslaved Chinese indentured servants are for. So Antonio feels lucky to have found a good job as a messenger, where his richly blended cultural background is an asset. Through his work he meets Wing, a young Chinese fruit seller who barely escaped the anti-Asian riots in San Francisco, and his sister Fan, a talented singer. With injustice all around them, the three friends are determined that violence will not be the only way to gain liberty.
Four kids from wildly different backgrounds with personalities that are explosive when they clash. But they are also four kids chosen for an elite middle school track team—a team that could qualify them for the Junior Olympics if they can get their acts together. They all have a lot to lose, but they also have a lot to prove, not only to each other, but to themselves. Ghost has a crazy natural talent, but no formal training. If he can stay on track, literally and figuratively, he could be the best sprinter in the city.
But Ghost has been running for the wrong reasons—it all starting with running away from his father, who, when Ghost was a very little boy, chased him and his mother through their apartment, then down the street, with a loaded gun, aiming to kill. Since then, Ghost has been the one causing problems—and running away from them—until he meets Coach, an ex-Olympic Medalist who blew his own shot at success by using drugs, and who is determined to keep other kids from blowing their shots at life.
Named for the Ojibwe word for little bear, Makoons and his twin, Chickadee, have traveled with their family to the Great Plains of Dakota Territory. There they must learn to become buffalo hunters and once again help their people make a home in a new land. But Makoons has had a vision that foretells great challenges—challenges that his family may not be able to overcome. When her renowned, charismatic director demands more than she is ready to deliver, Joss must go off-script to stay true to herself. But there are plenty of perfect students in the country, and if Reshma wants to get into Stanford, and into med school after that, she needs the hook to beat them all.
Land herself a literary agent, of course. Which is exactly what Reshma does after agent Linda Montrose spots an article she wrote for Huffington Post. To make herself a more relatable protagonist, she must start doing all the regular American girl stuff she normally ignores. For starters, she has to make a friend, then get a boyfriend. But her aunt Kimiko and her cousin Genji are living with them now, and the family is only getting bigger with talk of a double marriage! And while things are changing at home, the world beyond their doors is even more unpredictable.
Yuriko is used to the sirens and air raid drills, but things start to feel more real when the neighbors who have left to fight stop coming home. This is a story that offers young readers insight into how children lived during the war, while also introducing them to Japanese culture. After her father is brutally murdered, she flees into the wilderness with her aunt Nin, who teaches her to hunt, track, and steal.
With the help of this book, and the aid of a mysterious stranger with dark secrets of his own, Sefia sets out to rescue her aunt and find out what really happened the day her father was killed—and punish the people responsible. To survive, Sungju creates a gang and lives by thieving, fighting, begging, and stealing rides on cargo trains. This riveting memoir allows young readers to learn about other cultures where freedoms they take for granted do not exist. When she meets a mysterious, handsome new orderly and dreams about a strange twisted tree she realizes she must escape and figure out who she really is.
Using her trusting friend Bale as a distraction, Snow breaks free and races into the nearby woods. This breathtaking first volume begins the story of how Snow becomes a villain, a queen, and ultimately a hero. Her dad turns to her for all his needs even the intimate ones. When Rani catches him two-timing with a woman barely older than herself, she feels like a widow and, like widows in India are often made to do, she shaves off her hair. Mark makes the moves on her and Rani goes with it. Rani ignores the red flags. Most of all, Charlotte is exposed to new ideas, and in Ghana, this may be the most exciting and most dangerous adventure of all.
At first Charlotte basks in her wonderful new freedom, especially being out of the watchful eye of her controlling and opinionated father. She suddenly finds herself with no shortage of male attention, including her charismatic political science professor, fellow student activist Banahene, and Asare, a wealthy oil broker who invites Charlotte to travel with him and showers her with expensive gifts, including a coveted passport. But Ghana is fraught with a history of conflict.
And in the middle of her freshman year, the government is overthrown, and three judges are abducted and murdered. As political forces try to mobilize students to advance their own agendas, Charlotte is drawn into the world of student politics. The struggle continues Aluta Aluta continua she shouts, rallying the crowd with the slogan of the oppressed. But her love of the spotlight puts her in the public eye. And when Asare entrusts her with a mysterious package of documents, she suddenly realizes she may be in real danger.
As she is on her way to a meeting, Charlotte is picked up by national security, and her worst nightmares come true. And in the end, she must make a difficult and complicated decision about whether to leave her education, and her beloved Ghana, behind. And then everything shatters. A national scholar award invitation compels her parents to reveal the truth: Her entire family is illegal.
That means no scholarships, maybe no college at all and the very real threat of deportation. For the first time, Jasmine rebels, trying all those teen things she never had time for in the past. Jasmine no longer has any idea where or if she fits into the American Dream. Because when the rules you lived by no longer apply, the only thing to do is make up your own. Abbie Wu is always in crisis. From debut author and professional doodler Booki Vivat, Frazzled dives right into the mind of this hilariously neurotic middle school girl as she tries to figure out who she is and where she belongs.
Akin to Smile by Raina Telgemeier, Frazzled is heavily illustrated, embarrassingly honest, and sure to appeal to anyone in the middle of figuring out how to survive the everyday disasters of growing up. Life in this in-between place is confusing, but once Obayda meets another bacha posh, everything changes. Their transformation won t last forever, though unless the two best friends can figure out a way to make it stick and make their newfound freedoms endure.
Mirabella is a fierce elemental, able to spark hungry flames or vicious storms at the snap of her fingers. Katharine is a poisoner, one who can ingest the deadliest poisons without so much as a stomachache. Arsinoe, a naturalist, is said to have the ability to bloom the reddest rose and control the fiercest of lions. But becoming the Queen Crowned isn t solely a matter of royal birth. Each sister has to fight for it. The night the sisters turn sixteen, the battle begins.
The last queen standing gets the crown. The Three Lucys by Hayan Charara, illus. But when Luli and his parents go to the city to see his aunt and uncle one weekend, the cats must stay behind at home. After a fun visit with family, Luli is looking forward to going home and seeing the Lucys. Luli doesn t understand what is happening and worries about his pets. Who will keep the three Lucys safe? And when will he and his family be able to return home? This tender story of loss, rebuilding, and healing is a tribute to the sustaining love of family, and to the power of the human spirit to hope for a peaceful future.
Metaltown by Kristen Simmons; Tor Teens. Work hard, keep your head down, and watch your back. You look out for number one, and no one knows that better than Ty. But now Ty has Colin. In Lena, Ty sees an heiress with a chip on her shoulder. Colin sees something more. In a world of disease and war, tragedy and betrayal, allies and enemies, all three of them must learn that challenging what they thought was true can change all the rules. Pasadena by Sherri L. Even in the land of sun and roses. Her friends call it suicide. But Jude calls it what it is: And someone has to pay.
Now everyone is a suspect—family and friends alike. And Jude is digging up the past like bones from a shallow grave. Anything to get closer to the truth. Once they start turning up, nothing is sacred. In a homage to the great noir stories of Los Angeles, award-winning author Sherri L. It seems as if her only friend is her older brother, Alex. Toya doesn t know where she fits in, but after a run-in with another student, she wonders if life would be different if she were. And then a higher power answers her prayer: Toya is suddenly white, blond, and popular.
Living with a group of strangers everyone thinks is lame is bad enough. Worse is that Skylar wasn t exactly truthful about how she spent summer break in Los Angeles and her little white lie is causing her once rock-solid romance to crumble fast. Stepping out of her comfort zone never felt so scary or necessary.
But everything is different now. Including, maybe, Skylar herself. Linh is blunt, strong-willed, and fearless everything Lucy once loved about herself. As Lucy floats further away from the world she once knew, her connection to Linh and to her old life threatens to snap. Moving fast in his immigrant neighborhood in Queens is the only way he can outrun the eyes of his hardworking Bangladeshi parents and their gossipy neighbors. Even worse, they re not the only ones watching. Be careful what you say and who you say it to.
Anyone might be a watcher. Naeem thinks he can charm his way through anything, until his mistakes catch up with him and the cops offer a dark deal. Yet what is a hero? What is a traitor?
And where does Naeem belong? Imagine being looked up and down and being valued as less than chair. Less than an ox. Less than a dress. Maybe about the same as a lantern. An object to sell. In his gentle yet deeply powerful way, Ashley Bryan goes to the heart of how a slave is given a monetary value by the slave owner, tempering this with the one thing that CAN T be bought or sold dreams. Inspired by the actual will of a plantation owner that lists the worth of each and every one of his workers, Bryan has created collages around that document, and others like it.
Visually epic, and never before done, this stunning picture book is unlike anything you. Twelve-year-old Jaime makes the treacherous and life-changing journey from his home in Guatemala to live with his older brother in the United States in this gripping and realistic middle grade novel. Jaime is sitting on his bed drawing when he hears a scream. Miguel, his cousin and best friend, is dead. Anyone who refuses to work for them is hurt or killed like Miguel.