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Black Enough: Stories of Being Young & Black in America by Ibi Zoboi, Coe Booth, Tracey Baptiste
5.0
If you have a Black teen, are a Black teen, or once was a Black teen, then you need to read this book.
A collection of short stories by some amazing authors that show us the nuanced life of a Black person. Each of these 19 stories shows the different facets, personalities, and upbringings of Black kids in America. From the boroughs of NYC to the woods of Oregon, each of these kids presents a life that not all Black kids have lived but can maybe relate to. The title of this book, Black Enough, really encompasses the underlying message that each of these stories sets out to make. Each one of these kids is Black in their own way and they are indeed Black enough. They always will be.
I saw myself in each of these kids. I saw what I once viewed as Blackness compared to what I now view it as. I view it as one bleeding into another. I view it as Black Twitter laughing over shared life experiences. I view it as those silent looks that a Black person gives another when they see some weird stuff happening. I view it as learning from one another. I view it as one life bleeding into another and creating more Black life. I relished in each one of these experiences. After each one, I silently confirmed that they are indeed Black enough.
A collection of short stories by some amazing authors that show us the nuanced life of a Black person. Each of these 19 stories shows the different facets, personalities, and upbringings of Black kids in America. From the boroughs of NYC to the woods of Oregon, each of these kids presents a life that not all Black kids have lived but can maybe relate to. The title of this book, Black Enough, really encompasses the underlying message that each of these stories sets out to make. Each one of these kids is Black in their own way and they are indeed Black enough. They always will be.
I saw myself in each of these kids. I saw what I once viewed as Blackness compared to what I now view it as. I view it as one bleeding into another. I view it as Black Twitter laughing over shared life experiences. I view it as those silent looks that a Black person gives another when they see some weird stuff happening. I view it as learning from one another. I view it as one life bleeding into another and creating more Black life. I relished in each one of these experiences. After each one, I silently confirmed that they are indeed Black enough.