If you want to convince people that lives matter
(black, brown, white, or whatever), you can demonstrate and you can riot. Or
you can write a book.
I don’t usually plug books on this blog, but I just
finished Harbor Me by Jacqueline Woodson, and her contribution to the
conversation is as powerful and more compelling than any demonstration or riot.
Here
is the description from Amazon:
Jacqueline Woodson’s first middle-grade novel since
National Book Award winner Brown Girl Dreaming celebrates the healing
that can occur when a group of students share their stories.
It all starts when six kids have to meet for a weekly
chat—by themselves, with no adults to listen in. There, in the room they soon
dub the ARTT Room (short for “A Room to Talk”), they discover it’s safe to talk
about what’s bothering them—everything from Esteban’s father’s deportation to
Haley’s father’s incarceration to Amari’s fears of racial profiling and Ashton’s
adjustment to his changing family fortunes. When the six are together, they can
express the feelings and fears they have to hide from the rest of the world.
And together, they can grow braver and more ready for the rest of their lives.
This
isn’t just a story about the children we normally think of as minorities. The
group includes a white boy who is bullied because he is the minority in that
school. Woodson’s story shows you can’t judge any person by the color of his or
her skin, but sometimes other people’s prejudices create negative experiences
that children—and adults—must figure out how to handle.
Although the book is billed as a middle-grade novel, I
would recomment it for adults, too.
With Harbor
Me, Jacqueline Woodson proves that the pen is mightier than the riot.
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