{"id":11099,"date":"2020-09-26T14:06:48","date_gmt":"2020-09-26T18:06:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lettersandsodas.com\/books\/?p=11099"},"modified":"2020-09-26T14:06:48","modified_gmt":"2020-09-26T18:06:48","slug":"one-crazy-summer-by-rita-williams-garcia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/one-crazy-summer-by-rita-williams-garcia\/","title":{"rendered":"One Crazy Summer by Rita Williams-Garcia"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>At the start of this book, which is set in the summer of 1968, Delphine, Vonetta, and Fern Gaither (who are eleven, nine, and seven) are on their first airplane ride: they&#8217;re en route to visit their mother in California. Their mom, Cecile, left them when Delphine was only four and Fern was only a baby; she lives in Oakland now and the kids are going to spend four weeks with her. They have visions of an exciting summer vacation: trips to the beach, or to Disneyland. The reality of their trip is different: Cecile (who now goes by Nzila) is no more interested in motherhood now than she was before; she&#8217;s prickly and private and hardly wants to see her daughters. She initially won&#8217;t even let them in her kitchen (where she has a printing press); they eat take-out food off paper plates until Delphine insists on cooking proper meals. The day after the kids arrive, Nzila sends them to the People&#8217;s Center for breakfast, after which they stick around for the Black Panthers summer camp so they won&#8217;t be in her way. &#8220;We didn&#8217;t come for the revolution. We came for breakfast,&#8221; Vonetta says, that first day, but the girls keep going back, and they learn about Huey Newton and Bobby Hutton, about their &#8220;rights as citizens and how to protect those rights when dealing with the police,&#8221; about the Delano grape strike and solidarity with farm workers, and more. <\/p>\n<p>Though Delphine initially feels like there&#8217;s &#8220;nothing and no one in all of Oakland to like,&#8221; the girls do end up making friends at the People&#8217;s Center, and they end up liking Oakland, too. After a day trip to San Francisco involving fun stuff (dumplings in Chinatown! a fortune cookie factory! a cable car ride!) and less fun stuff (being stared at by European tourists and glared at by a wary shopkeeper), Delphine thinks about how it feels good to be back in Oakland, where &#8220;no one stared, unless they were staring because they didn&#8217;t like your shoes or your hairstyle. Not because you were black or they thought you were stealing.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The book is narrated by Delphine, and her voice and perspective carry the story: she&#8217;s the oldest sister and is used to keeping her sisters in line and everything in order: she knows how to make a chicken dinner from scratch and when and how to break up Vonetta and Fern&#8217;s squabbles. &#8220;I anchored myself and my sisters as best as I could to brace us for whatever came next,&#8221; she says, about the bumpy plane ride at the book&#8217;s beginning, but that&#8217;s her general approach to life. She&#8217;s so busy watching out for her sisters that she doesn&#8217;t much think about her own wants and needs\u2014and part of the arc of the book is her realizing she actually <i>has<\/i> wants of her own, her starting to notice her needs and pay attention to her feelings. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>At the start of this book, which is set in the summer of 1968, Delphine, Vonetta, and Fern Gaither (who are eleven, nine, and seven) are on their first airplane ride: they&#8217;re en route to visit their mother in California. Their mom, Cecile, left them when Delphine was only four and Fern was only a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11099","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-young-adultchildrens"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11099","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11099"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11099\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11099"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11099"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11099"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}