Sarah Frances Hardy, Dress Me, MODERATOR
Louise Borden, The Journey That Saved Curious George
William Joyce, Ollie’s Odyssey
Barry Moser, Appalachia: The Voices of Sleeping Birds
Carole Boston Weatherford, You Can Fly: The Tuskegee Airmen, Voice of Freedom: Fannie Lou Hamer
In an effort to get to know my fellow panelists, I've have in recent weeks read all of the above titles. Good stuff! And today I want to share with you a poem from YOU CAN FLY: The TUSKEGEE AIRMEN by Carole Boston Weatherford.
As you stand at attention, your commander
tells you cadets to look left and right.
The men beside you may not make it.
You glance at your comrades,
hoping you all beat the odds.
You pray every night to make the cut.
Your God-fearing mama writes
that folks back home are on their knees
sending up timber for you --
their favorite son.
you vow not to wash out.
Tuskegee is a laboratory,
and you are under a microscope.
But the distance to your goal
is longer than any airstrip.
The burden of past and future,
heavier than any aircraft.
The eyes of your country are on you;
the hopes of your people
rest on your shoulders.
Some days, you look heavenward --
sensing that it might be easier
to defy gravity than Jim Crow.
-Carole Boston Weatherford
About the book: The story is told in 33 (if I counted correctly!) poems, all using 2nd person (the "you" voice!), which really creates a sense of immediacy. The reader really feels like he, too, is a Tuskegee airman. And the illustrations are by Carole's son, Jeffery Boston Weatherford. I love it when family members collaborate! As Tuskegee is just a couple of hours from my house, I have a special attachment to this bit of history. I'm so grateful to these brave young men who moved us one step closer to equality. Give this book a fly! ;)
And now, me and Doraine, last month in a sweet little town called Pine Mountain, GA:
|Bonus: pretty sure I was with Doraine|
in a different sweet GA town when she
bought that great birdcage t-shirt! Or maybe
it was an owl t-shirt? Hmm...