In his first book for young adults, bestselling author Sherman Alexie tells the story of Junior, a budding cartoonist growing up on the Spokane Indian Reservation. Determined to take his future into his own hands, Junior leaves his troubled school on the rez to attend an all-white farm town... read more
Arnold Spirit is a young Native American boy who grew up on the Spokane Indian Reservation in poverty. He is a 14 year-old high school freshman who was born with a disability that could have prevented him from succeeding, but academically and athletically he excelled. On the first day of... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“When I was eight, nine, and ten, I slept in my bedroom closet with the door closed. I only stopped doing that because my big sister, Mary, told me that I was just trying to find my way back into my mother's womb. That ruined the whole closet thing.”
“God, this-kid was an eighty-year-old literature professor trapped in the body of a fifteen-year-old farm boy.”
“If you let people into your life a little bit, they can be pretty damn amazing.”
“You've been fighting since you were born. You fought off the brain surgery. You fought off those seizures. You fought off all the drunks and drug addicts. You kept your hope. And now, you have to take your hope and go somewhere where other people have hope.”
“I always knew that you were going to leave us behind and travel the world. I had a dream about you a few months ago. You were standing on the Great Wall of China. You looked happy. And I was happy for you.”
“No, poverty only teaches you how to be poor.”
“We didn't keep score.”
“'Grief (n.): When you feel so helpless and stupid that you think nothing will ever be right again, and your macaroni and cheese tastes like sawdust, and you can't even jerk off because it seems like too much trouble.'”
“There is nothing better than a chicken leg when you haven't eaten for (approximately) eighteen-and-a-half hours. And believe me, a good piece of chicken can make anybody believe in the existence of God.”
“I think chicken dancers are cool because, well, they dance like chickens. And you already know how much I love chicken.”
“Let me repeat that: MR. P SOMETIMES FORGETS TO COME TO SCHOOL! Yep, we have to send a kid down to teachers' housing compound behind the school to wake Mr. P, who is always conking out in front of his tv.”
“Come home, Dad. I am home. Misery is my home.”Junior to his dad.
The Black-Eye-of-the-Month Club
Why Chicken Means So Much To Me
Revenge Is My Middle Name
Because Geometry Is Not a Country Somewhere Near France
Hope Against Hope
Go Means Go
Rowdy Sings the Blues
How to Fight Monsters
Grandmother Gives Me Some Advice
Tears of a Clown
Halloween
Slouching Towards Thanksgiving
My Sister sends Me an E-mail
Thanksgiving
Hunger Pains
Rowdy Gives Me Advice About Love
Dance, Dance, Dance
Don't Trust Your Computer
My Sister Sends Me a Letter
Reindeer Games
And a Partridge in a Pear Tree
Red Versus White
Wake
Valentine Heart
In Like a Lion
Rowdy and I Have a Long and Serious Discussion About Basketball
Because Russian Guys Are Not Always Geniuses
My Final Freshman Year Report Card
Remembering
Talking About Turtles
Some strong language and sexual notes, as well as drinking and eating disorders.
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