Woodson, J. (2014). Brown girl dreaming. New York: Nancy Paulsen books.
Woodson’s award winning book, is comprised of free verse poems that chronicle her childhood up to the fifth grade. Although a memoir, the book is classified as fiction because of her sporadic use of dialogue such as in the poem “graffiti”’:
Your tag is you name written with spray paint/ However yo want it wherever you want it to be.//…I press the button down, hear the hiss of pain, watch/J-A-C begin.//Only know the sound of my uncle’s voice//…asking over and over again//What’s wrong with you? Have you lost your mind?// They’re just words, I whisper/They’re not trying to hurt anybody.
The book opens on her birth day. She is finally given her name after a heated discussion between her parents. “Name a girl Jack, my father said,/ and she can’t help/ but be strong.” His words do come to fruition because by the end of the novel Jacqueline has become a strong girl with a sense of clarity of who she is:
When there are many worlds/you can choose the one/you walk into each day.//And all the worlds you are-/gather into one word//called You//where You decide//what each world//and each story//and each ending// will finally be.
This clarity, however, is something that does not come easily. Most of the story takes place in South Carolina, and Jaqueline is witness to the turbulent Civil Rights movement. She is raised almost exclusively by her grandparents after her parents separate and her mother moves to New York to work. She does not truly feel the loss of her parents because she is so young and because her maternal grandparents, especially her grandfather Gunnar dote on her. Another obstacle that she must face is dyslexia, which in this era was not recognized as a legitimate learning disability.
Although the book deals with the rampant racism of the 1960’s South, it is her dyslexia that is the true antagonist in this story. This is first seen when instead of writing her full name on the board when asked to do so by her first grade teacher, she chooses to write down her nickname, Jackie instead. Her learning disability, ironically, is able to fuel her love for the written word. In the poem, “stevie and me,” Woodson recalls her visits to the local library. It became a haven because there, no one told her to read faster or harder books; it is here where she discovers picture books “filled with brown people.” She writes:
If someone had taken/that book out of my hand/said, You’re too old for this/maybe/I’d never have believed/that someone who looked like me/had a story.
This beautifully execute book is intended for 6th- 8th grade readers, however I would venture to say that it would be best understood and appreciated by those students in high school. There are nuances that less mature students will not fully grasp without the guidance of a teacher.