Dark Sons
By Nikki Grimes
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Nikki Grimes
New York Times bestselling author Nikki Grimes is the recipient of the 2016 Virginia Hamilton Literary Award and the 2006 NCTE Award for Excellence in Poetry for Children. Her distinguished works include ALA Notable book What is Goodbye?, Coretta Scott King Award winner Bronx Masquerade, and Coretta Scott King Author Honor books Jazmin's Notebook, Talkin' About Bessie, Dark Sons, The Road to Paris, and Words with Wings. Creator of the popular Meet Danitra Brown, Ms. Grimes lives in California.
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Reviews for Dark Sons
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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5I enjoyed this book. It was a bit confusing in the beginning because it jumps between the stories of Ishmael and Sam but once I got the flow of the book I was hooked. I really liked that Nikki Grimes used different fonts for each boy it made it much easier to keep up with the stories.
- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5In theory, I love this book.As an adult with an appreciation for poetic structure and narrative methodology, I love this book. As a teacher working with frustrated, male students who feel immense pain from their family situations, I love this book.I'm not sure how much I would love the storylines themselves, though. Her work is flawless, but I felt it dragged on a bit.That being said, if I were a strict believer in Biblical stories, or I believed or wanted young people to believe that Jewish Scriptures told stories worth knowing, then I may really love this. Grimes uses the Biblical story of Ishmael first, then she analogously tells a story about a guy named Sam. Both Ishmael and Sam are frustrated by their fathers' choices, and each feels as though his father is not loving him adequately. Both sons deal with pain similarly, and both learn to trust and love their fathers in the end. The second half about Sam I liked more than the beginning, but I imagine that has everything to do with my lack of interest in reading Biblical stories in such a taken-for-granted-as-moral-code manner.
- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5So beautifully written I stayed up half the night to finish it. If you have some great stories like this one, you can publish it on Novel Star, just submit your story to hardy@novelstar.top or joye@novelstar.top
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Dark Sons - Nikki Grimes
Prologue
ISHMAEL
He calls himself my father.
So why is he sending me away?
This is the question
I’m tired of asking.
Better to accept what I know:
between my mother and me,
we have a bow, a loaf of bread,
a waterskin, and the clothes
on our backs.
No donkey laden with bags of grain.
No tent to pitch against the rain,
or sun, or swirling dust.
Just lonely desert ahead,
a carpet of sharp rock,
a smattering of trees,
miles of dry weed and briar,
without a settlement in sight.
We can expect a company
of wild goats or sheep,
the few sturdy inhabitants
of this terrain.
Fresh well water is bound to be
the stuff of dreams.
My head hurts from
imagining the worst.
I ignore the tears in my eyes,
pretend my father,
a few feet away,
is already dead,
and take my mother’s hand.
All will be well,
I tell her,
sounding as manly
as I can muster
at seventeen,
knowing full well
that our survival
will strictly be
a matter of miracle.
SAM
The moving van
pulls away from the curb,
cutting off my air supply.
My anger a stammer,
I stare through the window
at the guy loading his car
for the move from Brooklyn to Manhattan.
He’s supposed to be my dad.
I’m glad he’s not waiting
for me to smile and wish him luck.
Like I give a flying—
What is he thinking,
leaving Mom in the first place?
Why does he have to run off?
To start some new family?
With her?
Like we aren’t good enough,
like I’m not all the son
he’ll ever need.
And what about tomorrow?
Child support won’t put a dent
in the rent,
and Moms hasn’t worked a job
in years.
I don’t want to bring on her tears,
so I keep quiet, and when she
comes up to me
and slips an arm around my waist,
I say, "Yo, Mom. Not to worry.
We’ll be okay. It’s all good."
Sure, I know better.
This city’s just waiting
to eat us up alive.
Book One
FOREIGN COUNTRY
My mother and I face the foreign country
of the desert,
valley of heat and sandstorm,
and the false hope
of juniper and olive tree—
just enough green
to tease the eye.
Behind me, the grassy court
of sheep, cattle, and goats.
Before me, the cry of jackals,
the kingdom of Thief
and his brother, Wolf.
Vultures lick their beaks
while eagles draw my eye
to the bowl of sky,
and the horizon.
Beersheba’s wild goats, wild sheep,
and boar remind me
that even her wilderness
is kinder than the Negev beyond.
All sandstone sculpture,
a dance of naked mountains
with occasional crags
where wise Bedouins hide,
the Negev boasts the bones
of luckless travelers
whose waterskins ran dry.
Will Mother and I
even reach this desert’s doorway?
My thoughts thrash about
for comfort,
and it is this I hit upon:
the life of the nomad
is in my blood.
My father left his father’s house
long before I was born.
For years on end,
his family, servants, and cattle
have wandered
from Haran to Shechem,
from Moreh to Egypt,
from Ai to Bethel, and beyond,
with settlements in between.
Lo! My people are experts
at striking camp,
constantly in search
of new grazing land,
of fresh pasture,
moving ever deeper
into the Promised Land.
I wonder, Father,
did your stomach churn like mine
the first time you stepped
from the safe shadow
of your city’s gate?
Of course,
our situations are different.
When Jehovah
called you out of Ur
to conquer Canaan,
you had a choice.
Or did you?
BEGINNINGS
How did I get here
at the edge of the desert,
at the edge of tomorrows
as pale as the sand?
Oh, yes!
I was born.
That’s how it all began.
HAMMURABI’S CODE OF LAWS #146
If a man take a wife and she give this man a maid-servant as wife and she bear him children, and then a man take a wife and this maid assume equality with the wife: because she has borne him children her master shall not sell her for money, but he may keep her as a slave, reckoning her among the maid-servants.
SURROGATE
My father was eighty-five,
rugged still, but his hair
was dipped in silver
and so was Sarah’s.
She could have played the part
of grandmother,
but her long, lonely years
without a child
made that a cruel joke.
Worse yet, she was pregnant
with the promise of God