For this week's Lit Thursday, Team Lenny takes a trip down memory lane and reflects on two of the many books that meant the most to us over the years.More
I read an article last week saying Ava DuVernay, the director of Selma, is in talks to direct a film adaptation of A Wrinkle in Time. I screamed. I reread Madeline L'Engle's classic so many times the binding of my copy fell apart. That one of the most innovative black directors out might bring the otherworldly Mrs Whatsit, Mrs Who, and Mrs Which to life has me finally ready to embrace my inner YA fanatic.
When I was in elementary school, everything that my teachers taught in the classroom excluded my culture. Black history was not reflected in the pages of my textbooks or the countless stories that filled the school's library. That all changed when I read Meet Addy: An American Girl. Gifted to me by my mother, Connie Porter's book was the first story that I ever read about a girl who looked like me. Set in 1864, the story centers around Addy Walker and her family's struggle to reunite after they are separated by their owner's decision to sell her father and brother to another plantation. It sounds cliche, but the Addy series saved me in a way. It taught me about my history and the strength of my ancestors and made me realize that there were stories out there that celebrated girls who looked like me.