TBR Jar #2: All American Boys

Hello! I am back with my second challenge from my To Be Read jar. Along with challenges (like my first pick), I also added all the books I haven’t read on my bookshelf. This gives it a mix of specifics and things that I’m able to choose.

This time I chose All American Boys by Brendan Kiely and Jason Reynolds. So this is my current read and I am loving it so far, its so detailed and hits all the points of what is, sadly, going on in our society right now. You have the people who take the side of the police officer, you have the people who take the side of the victim. You have the angry people, the calm people, the bystanders, the media coverage, and especially the thoughts of quite a few people even though we only have two point-of-views.

I found this book by Jesse @ Jesse the Reader on Youtube. He showed it in a book haul not too long ago and after he explained what it was about, I was captured. So when I found it on Book Outlet for half-off and only $1.49, I had to grab it right away! Good thing I was buying some books at the time and had some money for one more. Here’s a synopsis:


Rashad is absent again today.

That’s the sidewalk graffiti that started it all…

Well, no, actually, a lady tripping over Rashad at the store, making him drop a bag of chips, was what started it all. Because it didn’t matter what Rashad said next—that it was an accident, that he wasn’t stealing—the cop just kept pounding him. Over and over, pummeling him into the pavement. So then Rashad, an ROTC kid with mad art skills, was absent again…and again…stuck in a hospital room. Why? Because it looked like he was stealing. And he was a black kid in baggy clothes. So he must have been stealing.

And that’s how it started.

And that’s what Quinn, a white kid, saw. He saw his best friend’s older brother beating the daylights out of a classmate. At first Quinn doesn’t tell a soul…He’s not even sure he understands it. And does it matter? The whole thing was caught on camera, anyway. But when the school—and nation—start to divide on what happens, blame spreads like wildfire fed by ugly words like “racism” and “police brutality.” Quinn realizes he’sgot to understand it, because, bystander or not, he’s a part of history. He just has to figure out what side of history that will be.

Rashad and Quinn—one black, one white, both American—face the unspeakable truth that racism and prejudice didn’t die after the civil rights movement. There’s a future at stake, a future where no one else will have to be absent because of police brutality. They just have to risk everything to change the world.

Cuz that’s how it can end.


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