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You Hear Me: Poems and Writing by Teenage Boys
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About You Hear Me: Poems And Writing By Teenage Boys
Product Description "You Hear Me is a fresh approach to hearing what today's youths have to say, and it's refreshing that the words come straight from them." — School Library Journal In a powerful collection of more than seventy uncensored poems and essays, more than fifty teenage boys from across the country explore their many-layered concerns: identity, love, envy, gratitude, sex, anger, competition, fear, hope. Here, unadorned and without the filter of adult sensibility, is the raw stuff of their lives, in their own words. Isn’t it time to listen? About the Author Betsy Franco has published more than forty books, including poetry and nonfiction titles for children. She inspires trust in the many different people she meets in the course of her work as a writer. As she explains, "My philosophy when researching and writing books has always been to let adults, young adults, and children spread for themselves as much as possible." With YOU HEAR ME, her purpose is to let teenage boys do so. And, as she says, "It's about time." Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. TIME SOMEBODY TOLD ME Time Somebody Told Me That I am lovely, good and real That I am beautiful inside If they only knew How that would make me feel. Time Somebody Told Me That my mind is quick, sharp and full of wit That I should keep on trying and never quit. Time Somebody Told Me How they loved and needed me How my smile is filled with hope and my spirit sets them free How my eyes shine, full of light How good they feel when they hug me tight. Time Somebody Told Me So, I had a talk with myself Just me, nobody else 'cause it was time Somebody Told Me. Quantedius Hall, "Son of Reality," age 12 BUMMING THROUGH PITTSBURGH? MAYBE NOT. Hey, where are you going? Where will you be in five to ten years? Is it college, career, or do you really care with your dark baggy clothing and whacked out hair, your face, an unfinished puzzle. The moon only shines for those who request it. Because the moon only shines for those who request it, your face is an unfinished puzzle with your whacked out hair and dark baggy clothing. Do you really care? Is it college, career- where will you be in five to ten years? Hey, where are you going? Antony E. W. Kirkland, age 18 I need to do something, Write a letter, Let it go somehow. My heart attaches To things, people. When there is collision, I lose myself in it, In confusion. Why not have two hearts? I don't understand love, But I know it exists. Thomas Andrade, age 17 The elements are at their peak. Clouds raging, rain falling. It's the kind of day that makes you think . . . What does age bring, wisdom or confidence? Will I ever know what I need to know? Is there such a thing as an adult? When I get there, if I get there . . . I won't forget. Kyle Blanchard, age 16 A feeling, not necessarily of "I can." not even that "things will change." but undeniable courage to see the future through. dr, age 18 You Hear Me? Copyright (c) 2000 Betsy Franco. Candlewick Press, Inc., Cambridge, MA
