Author: Allison Whittenberg
ISBN: 978-0-385-73869-9
This author had me at "Are." You know why that is? Because it was the very first word of one of the very best, poignant, real books I've ever had the privilege of reading.
Life
is a wonderful thing because of differences. I've always believed
that. I also have always hated ignorance. It's the one thing
throughout my whole life that has truly bothered me. If we lived in a
world that was made up of all the same color, race, religion, and
culture we'd be stuck in the middle of The Stepford Wives
with no way out, yet a lot of people I've met seem to think that would
be the right way to live...if we didn't have to put up with those people. (I still have yet to understand who those people are, by the way.)
When
we first meet Hakiam Powell in this book, he's walking into a center
that offers tutoring to people who wish to get their GED. Hakiam has
had a horrible life so far. In Cincinnati he was arrested for
shop-lifting, and had a mother who put him into the "system" because she
just couldn't handle being a parent. Hakiam wanted a new start - a
fresh start in a new place that would maybe give him a shot at having a
better life. But the one thing Hakiam can't seem to get rid of is the
chip on his shoulder.
He
meets up with a young girl who is a tutor at the center. Her name is
Wendy Anderson; a junior in high school, Wendy actually loves her
African American heritage. She wants nothing more than to grow up and
become a doctor, and is applying to colleges in order to make her dream a
reality. Her father, a strait-laced accountant, is a man who was born
in the projects but pulled himself up by his bootstraps to make a good
life for his daughter in a mostly, all-white neighborhood. He sends her
to all-white schools and watches old movies touting the fabulous
attributes of model Americans like Cary Grant. He's absolutely against
the people who live in the "hood." He thinks they're all basically lazy
thieves who simply want to live off government checks, do drugs, and be
a burden on society, and he wants his daughter to have absolutely no
involvement with any of them. He is so mad that she works down on "that
side of town" at the center that he fights with Wendy constantly about
it; he even says things like, "I've seen the future, Wendy, and the
future is not black."
Hakiam
and Wendy come from absolutely opposite stations in life. Hakiam moved
in with his cousin Leesa in order to take care of her baby girl in
exchange for free room and board. Leesa is very much the stereotype
that Wendy's father can't stand. She won't take care of her daughter,
and spends her time partying in the living room while letting her little
baby fend for herself. Hakiam loves the baby. He wants nothing more
than to help the child, but won't get a job, and has decided since life
has always been against him - that life will ALWAYS be against him no
matter what he does. In other words, he'd rather sit around and whine
instead of trying to change his life.
The
City of Brotherly Love offers anything but love to Hakiam. The social
services center won't even give out food for the baby - of course,
that's because Mom, Leesa, can't get her act together and bring the
right paperwork with her when she goes for the check and the vouchers
for free food.
Hakiam
has pigeonholed himself into a specific "slot" in life while Wendy has
been pigeonholed into a life by her father's prejudice. She certainly
doesn't like Hakiam's sarcasm when they first meet or what he believes
in, but Wendy wants nothing more than to live. For a long time she's
been acting like the smart, conservatively dressed librarian, and wants a
little adventure - even if it is with a boy who her father says
epitomizes the wrong side of the tracks.
This
story is at once funny, compelling, dramatic, and in-your-face. The
author explores every type of prejudice - white vs. black, black vs.
black, poor vs. rich - everything you can think of, with the glaring
point being if we would all just be quiet and actually talk to one
another instead of believing all the stereotypes, then maybe minds could
be changed. No, I'm not making a Martin Luther King, Jr. speech here,
I'm just reiterating my own anger. in fact, I'm probably one of those
people that Hakiam would've hated immediately because of my color and
upbringing. But if he and I spoke, we'd soon come to realize that
absolutely no one's life is perfect. Even though the Housewives on TV, living in their mansions, would beg to differ with me
I
meet up with prejudice everyday, as we all do but simply choose to
ignore it or nod our heads in agreement because we're too ignorant to
speak the truth. I moved to a location where good, god-fearing people
have told me about those people
- the ones who live here and refuse to speak English or get jobs, or
jump the border in order to take our government's money. The same words
have ALSO been told to me by the other side of the culture spectrum when
speaking about the white people here because you know how those people are. I have to ask, because I really am wondering, if we're ALL "those" people, than aren't we all the same?
This
book is a sincere, wonderfully-written look at life, and I am praying
that people - all of us, those, them, we, she, he...it - will pick up
this book. Not only is it an extremely interesting, great story, but it
actually SAYS something!! Bravo to the author! Ms. Whittenberg has
spoken to me like no one else has in a long, long time. I never would
have thought that one of my top ten books for 2011 would've been sent to
me this soon. Maybe this will be a fantastic year for literature.