Not an easy win

Chrystal D. Giles

Book - 2023

Nothing has gone right for twelve-year-old year old Lawrence since his Pop went away, but after getting expelled from school for fighting he discovers the world of chess and things begin to change.

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Published
New York : Random House [2023]
Language
English
Main Author
Chrystal D. Giles (author)
Edition
First edition
Physical Description
245 pages ; 22 cm
Audience
Ages 10 and up.
770L
ISBN
9780593175217
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Review by Booklist Review

Since his dad left the family and wound up in jail, Lawrence has had to trade his beloved Charlotte home for a small North Carolina town, move in with his exacting grandmother, and start a new middle school as one of the few Black kids in attendance, where frequent fights with bullies leave Lawrence freshly expelled. Granny insists he can't sit at home all day, but luckily an understanding neighbor taps Lawrence to help facilitate an after-school program at the nearby rec center. A burgeoning crush leads him to the competitive chess club there, though he quickly learns that there's far more to the game and its real-life applications than he could have imagined. Giles' rewarding story is incredibly clever and kind, and the nimble narration will draw in even reluctant readers. Relationships here follow realistic and gratifying progressions (the multigenerational house is a particular joy), and the forged bonds feel organic and true. Giles tackles a pile of tough topics--continuing school segregation, absent parents, and the frequent unfairness of life--but it never feels overstuffed or heavy. Chess proves a perfect lens through which to observe Lawrence's struggles and growth, and the appealing protagonist is sure to inspire readers to get their hands on a game board of their own. A wise and wonderful story.

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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

Expelled from largely white Andrew Jackson Middle School after being blamed for the fights that see him regularly beat up by bullies, a Black 12-year-old learns the game of chess in this heartfelt novel from Giles (Take Back the Block). When his now-incarcerated father left the family, Lawrence, his mother, and his eight-year-old sister moved from Charlotte to his religious grandmother's country house in Larenville, N.C., where they live with his twin cousins. Despite attempts to stay under the radar, Lawrence is expelled for the rest of the year, and Granny makes it clear that "a man that don't work don't eat." Listening to old-school music on his father's left-behind iPod as a means to feel his dad's presence, Lawrence looks for ways to spend time while completing the school year online. His luck starts to change when neighbor Mr. Dennis introduces him to an extracurriculars program at Carver Recreation Center, where he encounters Black peers, including chess queen Twyla, who "filled up the whole room with her sureness." Fans of Akeelah and the Bee and Brooklyn Castle will cherish this well-characterized, compassionately told story that touches on financial precarity, intergenerational community, and the school-to-prison pipeline. Ages 10--up. Agent: Elizabeth Bewley, Sterling Lord Literistic. (Feb.)

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Review by School Library Journal Review

Gr 3--7--This empowering sophomore novel from Giles skillfully depicts a combination of tween topics rarely seen: the challenges and joys of growing up in a multigenerational household, persevering with an absent or incarcerated parent, and the very real struggle of identifying and expressing one's emotions. Lawrence has just moved from Charlotte, NC, and a school that was mostly Black to rural Larenville to live with his granny. His ma and sister Nikko are also missing his father, who has been in and out of prison, but they know living with Granny is their best shot at making it. Lawrence gets expelled for fighting in an almost all-white school and Granny says, "a man that doesn't work doesn't eat." She's hard on him, but he pushes himself to connect to Mr. Dennis, who helps run an after-school rec club. There Lawrence finishes his seventh-grade year online and learns competitive chess. It's a mind game, living with all this shame and embarrassment, but chess teaches him to harness this power to win and to build a caring circle of family and friends. He develops his first crush on confident Twyla and finds that Deuce, the kid who was hardest on him at first, becomes his good friend. The rising action is long, but it helps readers empathize with Lawrence. The climax and resolution are quick but satisfying. Giles writes confidently about too-often misunderstood boys who act out aggressively, and satisfactorily shows the power of logic and mental strength to win. Readers will learn the value of telling their stories. VERDICT This is an all-consuming read about a young Black boy finding community and purpose. Essential middle grade and tween realistic reading.--Jamie Winchell

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Review by Horn Book Review

Twelve-year-old Lawrence is in a losing season of his young life. Due to his fatherâe(tm)s incarceration, Lawrence, his mom, and his little sister relocate from their home in Charlotte to rural North Carolina to live with his strict, no-nonsense grandmother. Then heâe(tm)s expelled from his predominantly white school for fighting. Feeling bullied and betrayed, Lawrence starts volunteering at the Carver Recreation Center in order to keep busy and get out of the house. There he meets Deuce, a possible nemesis, and Twyla, a crush who gets him interested in learning chess. When the opportunity to return to Charlotte as part of a chess team comes up, it could be just the thing to turn around his current losing streak. Giles (Take Back the Block, rev. 7/21) gives readers another memorable character in Lawrence, a relatable middle schooler who feels misunderstood and alone but finds support in his community. Chess becomes a metaphor for life as he learns to navigate his current challenges. A sensitive yet joyful narrative about redemption, the story also nods to issues such as inequitable disciplinary practices in schools; the negative impact of incarceration on families; racism; and classism. The importance of caring adults and of working through conflict are highlighted in this well-written story about a boy who deserves a win. Monique HarrisMarch/April 2023 p.68 (c) Copyright The Horn Book, Inc., a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

After getting expelled from Andrew Jackson Middle School after getting in another fight with his bullies, 12-year-old Lawrence finds friendship, community, and healing in an unexpected space. Lawrence's family has had a "double dose of hard lately." Pop is in jail again, and Lawrence, his mother, and his little sister have left Charlotte to move in with their no-nonsense Granny in her small North Carolina town to make ends meet. Lawrence feels that everything going wrong is his fault. Granny has made it clear that he can't just sit around in front of the TV, so he ends up helping out at a local recreation center and spending time in an after-school program run by Mr. Dennis, Granny's neighbor. There, Lawrence finally meets other kids who are Black, just like him, including Twyla and Deuce, a boy who doesn't seem to want Lawrence around, though Mr. Dennis says they are very much alike. At the center, Lawrence is introduced to chess, "a game for thinkers," and it helps him develop tools for mastering his emotions and a framework for considering how he's been reacting to bullying and other events in his life. The characters are multidimensional and authentic: Complex issues, including poverty, parental incarceration, and racism, are explored with sensitivity, offering readers opportunities for reflection. Giles skillfully illustrates the nuances and cultural tensions that arise in multigenerational homes and masterfully captures the origins, cadences, and mannerisms common to many African American elders with compassion. Stellar. (author's note) (Fiction. 10-13) Copyright (c) Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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Chapter One Expelled. I was pretty sure that meant I was being kicked out of school--­forever. Principal Spacey didn't even bother to look at me when he handed the sentence down. I'd been warned after my last fight: "The next time you walk into my office will be your last," he'd said. That was just four weeks ago, when I'd had six fists pounding my head into the pavement. I wouldn't call that a fight; it was more like a beatdown. This time it was just two fists and one foot. I was able to escape before it got too bloody--­I even threw a couple of punches of my own. I had actually become pretty good at taking hits: my skin had gotten harder to hurt. But like Mr. Spacey said, it didn't matter who'd started the fight, just that it had happened. And it had happened to me one too many times. Even if Billy Jakes had gotten into just as many fights. Mr. Spacey treated our school like it was some kind of jail. He was the warden instead of the principal, always walking around talking about maintaining law and order. He couldn't wait to get rid of me (and only me). I could hear the frustration in Ma's voice from my spot outside Mr. Spacey's office. "Please give him one more chance," she said. "Please." I hated hearing her beg, especially since it wouldn't help. This was my last chance. I'd tried to get Ma to transfer me to another school after the last fight. Andrew Jackson Middle School was no place for me. I never fit in here, and I never would. I sat there listening to him explain to Ma that I was a distraction and he wouldn't tolerate my disregard for the rules he'd put in place for his school. He dismissed her (and me) by saying, "That is all." Ma held her head up high and walked out of his office, past me in the waiting area, past the pale-­faced office ladies, and out the front door. I slow-­walked behind her, waiting to hear how this was all my fault. "Now what you gonna do?" Ma asked me after we were out of earshot of the nosy office people. Me? What about them? I shrugged. I didn't know what I was gonna do and I didn't care. Honestly, I hoped I'd never see this place again. Ma went on talking, more to herself than to me. "You wasting my gas, comin' back and forth up here to this school . . ." And just like that, this was my fault. I looked forward and kept walking toward the parking lot. With each step, I winced. A rib shot was the worst kind of pain--­way worse than a shot to the face. When we got to the car, I hesitated. Ma was in a fussing mood, and I'd have to listen to this all the way to Granny's house. "Get in!" Ma yelled. Her calm was completely undone now. "You're twelve years old . . . too old for this!" I went over to the passenger side of the car and waited for Ma to open the door. That door didn't open from the outside anymore. It had just stopped working one day. No one knew why, but that was probably my fault too. "The only job you have is to go to school, and you can't even do that!" Ma started in again. "If you aren't in school, you'll have to find some kind of way to help out. Your granny won't let you sit around the house all day." "I can just leave," I said under my breath. "Where you gonna go?" Ma spat out. I didn't have an answer. I stared out the window into the gloomy air--­the gray skies stared back. She was right: I was trapped. We rode in silence for exactly twenty-­two minutes before we turned off the main road onto bumpy Polk Lane. Granny's street wasn't a dirt road, but it wasn't smooth pavement, either. After lots of driving on and no fixing, it was mostly broken-­up pieces of asphalt now. Ma pulled off the cracked road into Granny's gravel driveway and turned the car off. She let out a deep breath. "Look, Lawrence, this ain't all on you. Life is hard, and we've had a double dose of hard lately." Ma's voice was softer now--­her version of an apology. I knew I'd never get the real thing. Ma wasn't the apologizing type. Whenever I did something wrong, I had to apologize. I wasn't sure why adults didn't have to. For a moment, I'd forgotten about my stinging left eye. It would double in size if I didn't get ice on it soon. I sat in the thick air of Ma's car waiting for her to ask about it or at least see if I was okay. Two long minutes passed--­silence. "All right, let's just go in and get it over with." Ma sighed. "If she says something, we'll just say it wasn't your fault." It wasn't my fault! I wanted to yell out. But I knew it wouldn't matter. No one cared about what had really happened. No one cared that I'd had a huge target on me since the day I started at that school. Everyone just looked at me like I was the problem. Excerpted from Not an Easy Win by Chrystal D. Giles All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.