The Hero Next Door
A We Need Diverse Books Anthology
(Sprache: Englisch)
From We Need Diverse Books, the organization behind Flying Lessons & Other Stories, comes another middle-grade short-story collection--this one focused on exploring acts of bravery--featuring some of the best own-voices children's authors, including R....
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From We Need Diverse Books, the organization behind Flying Lessons & Other Stories, comes another middle-grade short-story collection--this one focused on exploring acts of bravery--featuring some of the best own-voices children's authors, including R. J. Palacio (Wonder), Rita Williams-Garcia (One Crazy Summer), Linda Sue Park (A Long Walk to Water), and many more.Not all heroes wear capes. Some heroes teach martial arts. Others talk to ghosts. A few are inventors or soccer players. They're also sisters, neighbors, and friends. Because heroes come in many shapes and sizes. But they all have one thing in common: they make the world a better place.
Published in partnership with We Need Diverse Books, this vibrant anthology features thirteen acclaimed authors whose powerful and diverse voices show how small acts of kindness can save the day. So pay attention, because a hero could be right beside you. Or maybe the hero is you.
AUTHORS INCLUDE: William Alexander, Joseph Bruchac, Lamar Giles, Mike Jung, Hena Khan, Juana Medina, Ellen Oh, R. J. Palacio, Linda Sue Park and Anna Dobbin, Cynthia Leitich Smith, Ronald L. Smith, Rita Williams-Garcia, and short-story contest winner Suma Subramaniam
"As with the two previous anthologies from We Need Diverse Books, this collection admirably succeeds in making available to all readers a wider and more representative range of American voices and protagonists." -The Washington Post
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The New Kid could have been my superhero name. I had a lot of experience with that title. School after school, classroom after classroom, playground after playground . . . I d swoop in, hoping to dazzle and impress, save the day somehow. Each time I hoped to get it exactly right; each time I got it so, so wrong.Maybe that s why, right before my first day in a new sixth-grade class, my mom went to the school and basically asked the principal to put my daughter in classes and groups with the other Black nerds. When I found out, it was a total MOMMMMMMM! moment, and I almost cringed myself out of existence. The other Black nerds were no less unhappy with the forced friendship. But the parents banded together, as parents often do, and I found myself in study groups and at skating parties with kids who I had much in common with, including a shared determination to have nothing in common with each other. But eventually we got over it. We didn t have a choice. (You know how parents are.) And then we kind of . . . loved it. We became real friends . . . me, David, Melanie, Shonda, Rob. We laughed and cried and cared about our report cards together. We held each other up; we knew that it was a very bad idea to tell one of us to calm down. We weathered the storms of middle school because we had each other. Because our parents gave us each other. We were each other s heroes. We still are.
Maybe my mom made that mortifying move because she knew the things I hadn t told her. The secrets that I should have known she d figure out. Heroes often have special powers moms especially. Maybe my mom s were knowing the secret pain that I d held inside my heart, and working to make sure that I had the community to give me the strength she d known I d continue to need. Because a few years earlier, for a part of second and all of third grade, I was in a school where there were no other little Black girls like me. Or Black boys. Or Black anyone, for what felt like
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an eternity. There were white children who chased me out of school, and some who called me the N word, their faces red and angry as though my very existence meant the end of the world. I would hold my breath and try very hard to hide how much each day shattered a little piece of my heart.
But in my class, there was also Wendy, who looked at me, and saw me, and became my friend. She was not my benefactor, or my champion she was very quietly, authentically, simply my friend. I had my parents and grandparents and infinite aunties, who made sure through the books they bought, the toys they made, and the stories they told that I knew that I was beautifully Black and precious in a way that could never be taken from me. Each day, just by their love, they knit me back together again. Heroes.
Sure, I saw heroes in books and movies and on TV, wearing capes, saving the world without their families finding out, stamping out evil with style (and tights that never ripped). Sometimes I played out the fantasy at home, safety-pinning a towel to my shirt and running around the backyard with my arms aloft, and bossing around my (clearly evil) little sister in the name of Good. I had a vivid imagination. (Don t get me started on the time I pretended to be a rhinoceros by sticking two pebbles up my nose.) I thought about heroes a lot I still do. I mean, we can t really avoid them. Some have physical powers beyond what seems humanly possible; others can think their way into and out of any situation. They re in movies with spectacular battle scenes and jaw-dropping special effects. We use the word to describe everyone from firefighters to mysterious masked figures of legend, from warriors to wizards. From fierce and feisty princesses to the hidden figures who change the worl
But in my class, there was also Wendy, who looked at me, and saw me, and became my friend. She was not my benefactor, or my champion she was very quietly, authentically, simply my friend. I had my parents and grandparents and infinite aunties, who made sure through the books they bought, the toys they made, and the stories they told that I knew that I was beautifully Black and precious in a way that could never be taken from me. Each day, just by their love, they knit me back together again. Heroes.
Sure, I saw heroes in books and movies and on TV, wearing capes, saving the world without their families finding out, stamping out evil with style (and tights that never ripped). Sometimes I played out the fantasy at home, safety-pinning a towel to my shirt and running around the backyard with my arms aloft, and bossing around my (clearly evil) little sister in the name of Good. I had a vivid imagination. (Don t get me started on the time I pretended to be a rhinoceros by sticking two pebbles up my nose.) I thought about heroes a lot I still do. I mean, we can t really avoid them. Some have physical powers beyond what seems humanly possible; others can think their way into and out of any situation. They re in movies with spectacular battle scenes and jaw-dropping special effects. We use the word to describe everyone from firefighters to mysterious masked figures of legend, from warriors to wizards. From fierce and feisty princesses to the hidden figures who change the worl
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Autoren-Porträt von Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich
Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich is the author of 8th Grade Superzero, which was named an ILA Notable Book for a Global Society and an NCSS-CBC Notable Social Studies Trade Book for Young People. She also writes nonfiction, including Above and Beyond: NASA's Journey to Tomorrow and Someday Is Now: Clara Luper and the 1958 Oklahoma City Sit-Ins. She is the coauthor of the middle-grade novel Two Naomis, which was nominated for an NAACP Image Award and is a Junior Library Guild Selection, and its sequel, Naomis Too. She is a member of the Brown Bookshelf and the advisory board of We Need Diverse Books. She has contributed to numerous anthologies for children, teens, and educators; holds an MA in education; and writes frequently on literacy-related topics for Brightly. Visit her online at olugbemisolabooks.com.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich
- Altersempfehlung: 8 - 12 Jahre
- 2021, International, 272 Seiten, Maße: 13,2 x 19,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Herausgegeben: Olugbemisola Rhuday-Perkovich
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 0525646337
- ISBN-13: 9780525646334
- Erscheinungsdatum: 15.01.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
"A stellar collection that, in celebrating heroes, helps readers find the universal in the specific." Kirkus Reviews starred review "A great anthology with a message of spreading kindness and hope. School Library Journal
"There is a story here for everyone. Booklist
"These accomplished stories triumphantly redefine the meaning of the word hero. Publishers Weekly
As with the two previous anthologies from We Need Diverse Books, this collection admirably succeeds in making available to all readers a wider and more representative range of American voices and protagonists. -The Washington Post
Praise for Flying Lessons & Other Stories:
An ALA-YALSA Best Fiction for Young Adults Pick!
A School Library Journal Best Book of the Year!
A Kirkus Reviews Best Book of the Year!
A New York Public Library s Best Books for Kids Selection
!A Bank Street Best Children s Book of the Year Selection!
FIVE STARRED REVIEWS!
Should not be missed. Publishers Weekly, Starred Review
Inclusive, authentic, and eminently readable. School Library Journal, Starred Review
There s plenty of magic in this collection to go around. Booklist, Starred Review
Universal themes. Kirkus, Starred Review
A glittering cast of writers. The Bulletin, Starred Review
Will resonate with any kid who s ever felt different which is to say, every kid. Time
An unusually strong collection. The Horn Book
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