The Hate U GiveBook - 2017
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Coarse Language: extreme profanity, but not to the extent that teenagers can't handle
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Starr, the young lady, had a somewhat difficult life. In school she was one person but at home and in her neighborhood she was another. One weekend she went out with her friend. Then she saw an old friend,Khalil, and they just danced. Khalil and Starr then left the party and Khalil was driving Starr home. They got pulled over and the officer had Khalil come out the car while Starr had her hands on the dashboard because her father had taught her what to do in case of these things since she is black. Khalil was joking around and reached into the car and the officer got scared and shot him. That's where it started, Starr was very upset and scared. She was scared to talk about what happened since Khalil was in a gang and the gang would come after her even if the main one was her uncle. A lot happened after that but Starr got the courage and finally stood for what was right.
Starr Carter is a girl with a foot in two worlds. By day, she attends Williamson, a suburban prep school where she is one of only two black students in her year. In the evening, she goes home to Garden Heights, the city’s poor, black neighbourhood, where she has lived all her life. She is one person at home and another person at school, because she can’t be too “bougie” in the neighbourhood, or too “ghetto” at school. But the wall she has carefully built between her two selves begins to crumble when she is the only witness to a police officer shooting and killing her childhood friend, Khalil. The killing gains national headlines as protestors take to the streets to protest the murder of yet another unarmed black boy. In the day’s following Khalil’s death, Starr faces a choice between remaining silent, and speaking up. But even if she can find her voice, will it be enough to get justice for Khalil?
"Sometimes you can do everything right and things will still go wrong. The key is to never stop doing right."
Sixteen year old Starr moves between two worlds: the poor neighbourhood where she lives and the affluent high school she attends. The uneasy balance is shattered when she becomes a witness to the fatal shooting of her childhood best friend Khalil, at the hands of a police officer. Khalil was black, unarmed, and doing nothing wrong.
Soon afterwards, the media gains interest, and Khalil’s death becomes a national headline. Some are calling him a thug, a gangbanger even a drug dealer. While the police don’t seem interested in finding out what really happened, rioting begins and protesters take to the streets in Khalil’s name, as his death ignites long held tensions between the black community and their treatment by the police.
Throughout, Starr struggles with her identity as her two worlds collide. Her fear is palpable as she confronts system that she knows is working against her. She’s afraid to speak out yet worries that if she does not Khalil’s murderer could escape justice. Will she find her voice for Khalil?
Angie Thomas writes a beautiful, timely and emotionally charged novel about a teenage girl dealing with very real and complex relationships. Thomas confronts issues of race and class sending an incredibly powerful message to readers as well as those wanting to understand the blacklivesmatter movement. Her writing style and characters will engage you from page one, and will have readers falling in love with the entire Carter family. An engrossing and refreshing read, it is hard to believe that this is Thomas’s first novel, already the rights have been given for this to be made into a feature film.
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pg 17 But even if I grew up in it, I wouldn't understand fighting over streets nobody owns.
pg 65 Khalil matters to us, not the stuff he did
pg 165 Her words (Mom) used to have power. If she said it was fine, it was fine. But after you've held two people as they took their last breaths, words like that don't mean shit anymore.
We let people say stuff, and they say it so much that it becomes okay to them and normal for us. What's the point of having a voice if you're gonna be silent in those moments you shouldn't be?