After reading every Bluford series book till my mind melted into a primordial soup of teenage soap-opera drama I wanted to explore other avenues of narrative readings. Finding fictional reading material that relates to my students has been difficult. I teach a classroom of eight, primarily African-American and Hispanic females in a special education, self-contained classroom at an alternative school in Milwaukee, WI. I teach all subjects, from grades 8th through 12th and my students are usually at the end of a long line of social-services options. This is not the stereotypical Freedom Writers, Dangerous Minds type of classroom. It comes with real issues of trauma and struggles to become independent women. The bluford series books, while engaging with real issues, are often times seen by my students as a diversion-like a good reality show. I took a chance on The Skin I’m In because when I read it, it handled the themes of identity, self-esteem and, self-consciousness of appearance that I found being discussed among my students.
Maleeka Madison is a bright, 7th grader who struggles with low self-esteem because of darker-skin complexion. Charlese, a tough, street wise kid, befriends Madison after learning that Madison is very smart. The two form a mutually beneficial relationship where Madison does Charlese's school work, and Charlese gives Madison designer clothing. However, Charelese acts more as a bully to Madison than a friend, and constantly demeans her in order to feel superior in their "friendship." The conflict in the book focuses on Madison’s choice to follow the guidance of a new English Teacher, Miss Saunders, rather than her peers who act like crabs in a barrel.
Not only has Flake written a realistic novel about the relationships of pre-teens in middle school, but she has incorporated the experiences, prejudices, etc. that would be found in young, African-American girls. Flake has also incorporated elements of urban hard living into the story. Its complexity and depth made it relatable to my class. Everyone could think of a Charlese in their life – a “friend” who did more to drag you down into the depths of despair than lift you up. While escaping reality is good for some choices of non-fiction, confronting it often provides more insight into our own lives.