First things first.
I'm sorry.
I've been neglecting reading for pleasure in favor of my professional pursuits (my ALA Interdivisional Committee is about to publish a crosswalk between the AASL Standards and the Teaching Tolerance Social Justice Standards, for example) and Band/Color Guard duties (that was an amazing Holiday show though, right?!?!). So, I'm taking a month for me and my books.
Welcome to #bookadayJanuary (yes, I know I am a day behind; stay tuned).
This is the second Jason Reynolds book that has moved me to shaking tears in less than a year (see my review of Long Way Down).
Written as Long Way Down is, in a stream of thought poem, I broke out in tears about half-way through and finished shaking and ugly crying. I feel like Reynolds wrote this for me. For everybody who hasn't got it all figured out. Who is dreaming and won't give up, even though they've thought about throwing in the towel multiple times.
As soon as I finish this review, I am walking upstairs and handing this to my son.
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