So, I read this book a long long time ago and I needed to read it again because I couldn't remember anything about it. But, uh, Addy was too busy living life as a runaway slave to worry about her first period. It's a perfect representation of the time period. We were only allowed to drink hot cocoa. What recurring messages were throughout the work? We weren't allowed to say that word in my Mom's house. Nurse Horne believes in her and tells her she can become anything she puts her mind to.
I'd also be lying if I said I didn't find the ending lackluster. This book is full of scenes and verbage that make you smirk and smile because you realize that there really was another mother out there like yours. Additionally, the book being broken up into parts showing Stevie at middle school and then high school and we get to see her becoming aware that she may not be like the other girls she has grown up with. They were the best at Double Dutch jump rope and tried to teach klutzy me, but all I ever got to be was a turner. Good coming of age story of a young black girl ages 12-18 growing up in the late 60s.
Not too heavy, it was clearly freshly made and the chicken had ginger in it which I thought was a great addition. Struggling to find real friends, handle your family, accept your race, become a girl all the guys want. So when I made my first Black friend, who happened to be from the projects, I wanted to emulate everything she did to fit in with the other black girls in school. But I'm not completely convinced that was the author's intent. Coffee has a fresh voice and takes you back to being young and trying find your way in this world. I also related to Stevie and her life probably more than I have related to any other main character in a book. Sinclair also critiques the colorism inside and outside of the Black community.
This book was well done with the characters well drawn. Kendi argues in Stamped from the Beginning, if we have any hope of grappling with this stark reality, we must first understand how racist ideas were developed, disseminated, and enshrined in American society. The whole bleaching cream thing had me pissed. I very much like that! A lovely surprise of a book. I got this book from a swapping website, which usually means I put it back on my list of books to be swapped and pass it along.
This book was very good. Stevie and Carla happen on their white art-teacher having a date with a black man--puppets miming the interracial experimentation of the period. I gave it five stars because this book made me feel something. I remember hearing about the paper bag test when I was growing up. I can't wait to go back! Why do you say that is the message? These little girls were way to grown.
I didn't like Stevie's mom. I found the service to be prompt and friendly - water in pitchers was already on the table, and the server came over immediately to take our coffee order. My neighbors were a White and Malaysian couple. Today I went in at 1:30 after church to try to catch them open and sure enough instead of being welcomed In I was told that there was a private meeting being held and that they were closing early to the public. Even if transitions are often jarring--as when a reserved, square boy is suddenly transformed into a dashiki-wearing revolutionary--Sinclair gives a realistic portrayal of personal awakening during a politically tumultuous time. Some days, she would wear it loose with a plastic headband.
Jean's mother is so much like my mother. With syrup on it it was so flavorful and delicious! The title of this book made me smile and took me back to my childhood. At times I found the writing style a bit abrupt, and I'd need two or more hands to count the number of times skin color was compared to food--from hot fudge to Cracker Jack to an eggplant to much more--but as a whole this was a great, honest book. I read the first chapter, in which the only thing discussed are comparative skin tones, and had to put it aside and read something else. This book made me long for things and made me remember some things I would rather forget. Now let's talk about the grits. She went through all the standard phases, but it never really showed in the book that she became anymore knowledgable on the nuisances she handled.
So this is the last time I will try to go to coffee makes you black. I have to know what happened. The newest slang, the newest dances, know biggie This book reminded me of my childhood. I absolutely loved this book. Also, the main character tell us her life and how hard it is to survive school and lonelyness. I'd definitely read something else from the author. My hub had the chicken and waffles, and I had the traditional breakfast.
You don't want her to learn the wrong things from the wrong people. I just hope that I turned out to be strong. My closest friend was Jewish, but I enjoyed hanging out with the black girls. It didn't take long to get our food, they played good music and of course there's WiFi so we stayed for a couple of hours and got some work done. What recurring messages were throughout the work? The way she exposes what it was like, and still is sometimes, in the Black world to be dark skinned, or how it was more acceptable to be fat than it was to be dark, is amazing. Her desire to fit in often clashed with her desire to remain herself.
The title of this book made me smile and took me back to my childhood. I had a working brunch with my team this past Friday - from about 9 until 11. Most of the white kids in my neighborhood were Jewish and came from far wealthier families than my own. All the while growing into yourself as a self-aware female. The atmosphere was great, the light streams in the windows of the former bank building, and the artwork and photos are very cool.