When I first picked this up, it seemed like a solid three-star book. The writing felt choppy but it was a good enough story. By the end, it totally changed. The writing still felt choppy, especially with how short the chapters are, but we were getting snippets of time, and it worked. We didn't need to know every little detail happening.
I can say hands down this is one of my favourite books about the Black experience. It shows many struggles a Black teenager experiences without trauma. It shows Black joy, which is something we need more of. It shows young Black people being accepted to post-secondary education. It shows Black history, and that there are so many important things that Black people have done, while not glossing over how Black history is never taught in full. I encourage anyone who reads this to do their own research on the Black historical figures mentioned.
While my experience as a Black teenager was quite different from Maya's, a lot of the thoughts she had echoed my own. Thoughts that I still have as an adult. Wondering why so many compliments about intelligence are backhanded, why we are made to seem "better" than other Black people because we have an education. Why being educated and well-spoken (to white standards) means that we are more worthy of praise than other Black people. It's something I've struggled against my whole life, and something that Maya is trying to understand. While we are praised by white people for these "accomplishments" we are looked down upon by some of our Black peers for seeming "too white" and being called Oreos because we're Black on the outside but white on the inside. Maya is trying to find a way to bridge the gap between her Blackness and the increasingly white world she lives in, but people seeking to keep the two separate are making it difficult. She herself began the story with a very us/them attitude.
Maya lives in a city with a rich Black history that's quickly being gentrified. In her eyes, she's seeing her history slipping away one new business at a time. I grew up and still live in a town that is a majority of white people (as in our of 24k-ish people, there are 500ish Black residents), so I have few Black peers. Out of the 1400 students in my high school, the most Black students we had at one time was seven. Whiteness has always been the default where I'm from, we have never learned about Black history outside of slavery. Our history lessons were whitewashed to the extreme. My father's family is from a town where many escaped slaves settled (which leads me to believe that I am descended from escaped slaves), but that history is not taught. Maya has the opportunity to learn about the Black history of her town, but outside of a school setting. It made me realize again that as much as I know about the history of my county, especially the city of Windsor, it's predominantly white history. I encourage everyone living in North America especially to look into their town's history and see if they've learned anything other than white history.
Anyways, after that dismantling of my own review, go read this book 😂