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Author: Sharon M Draper
Publisher: New York : Atheneum Books for Young Readers, [2018] ©2018
Edition/Format:   Print book : Fiction : Juvenile audience : English : First editionView all editions and formats
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Piano-prodigy Isabella, eleven, whose black father and white mother struggle to share custody, never feels whole, especially as racial tensions affect her school, her parents both become engaged, and she and her stepbrother are stopped by police.
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Genre/Form: Children's stories
Domestic fiction
Juvenile works
Fiction
Juvenile fiction
Material Type: Fiction, Juvenile audience
Document Type: Book
All Authors / Contributors: Sharon M Draper
ISBN: 9781442495005 1442495006 9781442495012 1442495014
OCLC Number: 1022647197
Notes: "A Caitlyn Dlouhy Book."
Awards: Notable Social Studies Trade Books for Young People, 2019
School Library Journal's Best Books, 2018
Target Audience: 610L; Structure indicator: 90 (high); Syntactic indicator: 90 (high); Semantic indicator: 100 (very high); Decoding indicator: 100 (very high)
Description: 308 pages ; 22 cm
Responsibility: Sharon M. Draper.
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Abstract:

Piano-prodigy Isabella, eleven, whose black father and white mother struggle to share custody, never feels whole, especially as racial tensions affect her school, her parents both become engaged, and she and her stepbrother are stopped by police.

Eleven-year-old Isabella’s parents are divorced, so she has to switch lives every week: One week she’s Isabella with her dad, his girlfriend Anastasia, and her son Darren living in a fancy house where they are one of the only black families in the neighborhood. The next week she’s Izzy with her mom and her boyfriend John-Mark in a small, not-so-fancy house that she loves. Because of this, Isabella has always felt pulled between two worlds. And now that her parents are divorced, it seems their fights are even worse, and they’re always about HER. Isabella feels completely stuck in the middle, split and divided between them more than ever. And she is beginning to realize that being split between Mom and Dad involves more than switching houses, switching nicknames, switching backpacks: it’s also about switching identities. Her dad is black, her mom is white, and strangers are always commenting: “You’re so exotic!” “You look so unusual.” “But what are you really?” She knows what they’re really saying: “You don’t look like your parents.” “You’re different.” “What race are you really?” And when her parents, who both get engaged at the same time, get in their biggest fight ever, Isabella doesn’t just feel divided, she feels ripped in two. What does it mean to be half white or half black? To belong to half mom and half dad? And if you’re only seen as half of this and half of that, how can you ever feel whole? It seems like nothing can bring Isabella’s family together again—until the worst thing happens. Isabella and Darren are stopped by the police. A cell phone is mistaken for a gun. And shots are fired. -- Provided by publisher.

"You're so exotic!!" "You look so unusual." "But what are you really?" Eleven-year-old Isabella - whose father is black and mother is white - is used to these kinds of comments, but it doesn't mean she likes them. And now that her parents are divorced (and getting along WORSE than ever), Isabella feels like a push-me-pull-me toy. Being split between Mom and Dad is more than swtiching houses, switching nicknames, switching backpacks: It's switching identities. If you're only seen as half of this and half of that, how can you ever feel whole? -- From dust jacket.

I reach out and touch my father's hand. I look at my pale fingers next to his. "Daddy?" "What, sweetie?" "Do you think people think I'm Black or white when they see me? Am I Black? Or white?" His lips turn up into the slightest of smiles. I can't tell if it's a sad one, though. He looks at me with his bright brown-almost-black eyes, eyes with thick lashes just like mine. "Yes" is his reply. "Yes."--Jacket.

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