This book was devastating. It 110% shows what it's like growing up poor, with abusive parents, and feeling like no one cares. This book, while it's a true depiction and I agree that kids need to have a vision of their life to cling to in times of need, is almost too real and depressing for Juvenile Non-Fiction, where it is shelved at your local library.
The first day of school, he goes to school with a black eye his mother gave him. His friends abandon him after they join the football team (that he was almost allowed to join until stepdad beat up his mom). He is saved by grandma on thanksgiving with new clothes and food, only to have his crazy mother throw it all out while they were unaware. The kids even had to give back the new clothes. This turned my stomach. It made me realize that my childhood (parental drug use, abuse (spousal), and neglect) was bad, it wasn't this bad. My parents never would have let me go to bed hungry if they could have helped it, nor would they have turned away charity from their parents (and we did get it quite a few times).
It does realistically show the downward spiral that families go into when joblessness becomes an everyday reality for a parent. It shows the resentfulness the working parent goes through. BUT something that isn't normal is just how "off" this mother acted. I, personally, am bipolar. I think his mother was too. She had her highs where she cleaned obsessively, loved stepdad and little son obsessively, and where she'd go out digging for discounts, job hunting, etc. But she had LOW LOWs too where she'd cry like someone died, she'd hide, she'd blame others. She was also always ANGRY. And while I do understand, anger is a thing with people in poverty (I lived that too, remember?), this woman's anger was very extra. She was beyond angry, and at her eldest son. The hate she had for him was unreal.
I was unsure of how this book was going to end. I wanted mama to find out she had a problem. I wanted mama to kick out bad stepdad. I wanted grandma to save the kids (but like my grandparents, she left them in the situation). This book ended fast and almost unsatisfyingly. It ended with mama getting a job and her being very happy and the family getting to eat at the buffet where she was recently employed. I was waiting on the other shoe to drop when I turned the next to last page. But instead, it was more "happily ever afters." I know that his life wasn't perfect after that (I read his afterword, etc). But still...
I don't really know how to feel about the book as a whole. It put me back into a bad place, but it also made me appreciative that my life wasn't worse. It made me feel horrible for the kids that went through worse. I cried when horrible things happened to the eldest. Turned pages in fear, praying nothing worse was going to happen.... Then it's over. *snaps fingers* Just like that. I'm just left hanging and I'm at a "what just happened" point. While the story was good, the timeline we're dropped into is seamless, that's just it. We're dropped into one set point in time, no real buildup, and no real letdown. It's a moment in time that we live with the eldest boy and his turmoil. I think things could have been done better, but frankly, it was still "good (quotes b/c this story is horrible, but it was done decently)" I'm so impressed that this child survived and is now a successful adult. He truly beat odds that were stacked against him so hard. Good job. Good job. I, too, am working, functional adult. But, unlike the author, I am living in poverty still. It's a hard cycle to get out of. Many of us die trying.