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Novels in verse.
Best friends. Fiction.
Friendship. Fiction.
Grief. Fiction.
Music. Fiction.
Single-parent families. Fiction.
Lesbian mothers. Fiction.
City and town life. Fiction.
African Americans. Fiction.
An 11-year-old girl suffers a devastating loss when her best friend suddenly dies.April and best friend Zee, both African American, live across the hall from each other in their Boston apartment building. Their tight unit is disrupted when gifted violinist Zee, who comes from a musical family, is admitted to a new STEAM charter school. April is happy for him but knows her school experience will change. Sure enough, she is paired with socially awkward Asa, who's shunned by the two other White girls in class. April asks Zee's dad, Papa Zee, to give her drumming lessons, fulfilling her own dreams. But there are difficult things too: Zee has some alarming health symptoms and swears April to secrecy, April's single mom is seeing a new woman, and Asa is behaving unusually. When Zee's next medical episode proves fatal, April's grief is compounded by her guilt over keeping quiet. Before long she's hiding something else, as she observes the extent of Papa Zee's depression. When she learns the truth about what Asa's family is going through, however, April realizes she has to share all she has been keeping inside. This well-crafted novel in verse is rich in detail and successfully conveys the depth of April's emotions. The characters are fully realized, and the themes of family, change, and grief are handled with sensitivity and care.A heart-rending narrative of friendship, family, and the path to healing. (author's note) (Verse fiction. 10-14)
ALA Booklist (Wed Jul 05 00:00:00 CDT 2023)Eleven-year-old April's best friend (who, like her, is Black) is Zee, a boy who is a prodigy violinist. April herself is a wannabe drummer, taking lessons from Zee's father, Papa Zee. Life is good, but things begin to change when Zee faints one day at school for no discernable reason. Not long after, he experiences a frightening episode of rapid heartbeat but makes April promise not to tell anyone. She reluctantly agrees, but then the unthinkable happens: Zee suffers sudden cardiac arrest and dies. Suddenly, April's life is filled with change. Not only has she lost her best friend, but her single mama brings a date home: a woman whom April instantly dislikes. Then she learns a terrible secret about her tentative friend, a white classmate named Asa. Will she be able to keep Asa's secret after what happened with Zee? Langley has crafted a lovely, beautifully written, and well-plotted novel in verse, populated with memorable, empathetic characters who come alive on the page. Give her a standing O.
Horn Book (Tue Aug 01 00:00:00 CDT 2023)In this compelling verse novel set in Boston, African American tweens Zee and April are best friends. Each lives with their single parent in apartments across the hall from each other -- narrator April with Chantelle, her army-veteran mom who works nights for UPS; and Zee with his dad, Papa Zee, a postal carrier. The four function like a family. A virtuoso violinist, Zee now attends an arts school, leaving April to face sixth grade without him. Though passionate about drumming, April lacks Zee's confidence and tenacity. After Zee faints at school, he refuses to rest, wanting desperately to perform the orchestra solo. When April finds out that Zee is secretly practicing, she agrees not to tell his dad. Meanwhile, April's mother has fallen in love with a female coworker, who is becoming more a part of their lives, despite April's resistance. A tragedy changes everything, and April feels responsible. Her grief interferes with her drumming, but music also helps her recover. Langley takes readers on an emotionally turbulent ride while highlighting characters' strengths and flaws. The protagonists' love of music breathes life into the plot and propels the action forward. An honest and poignant portrayal of loss and grief that affirms that time and a supportive community contribute to healing.
Kirkus Reviews (Fri Oct 04 00:00:00 CDT 2024)An 11-year-old girl suffers a devastating loss when her best friend suddenly dies.April and best friend Zee, both African American, live across the hall from each other in their Boston apartment building. Their tight unit is disrupted when gifted violinist Zee, who comes from a musical family, is admitted to a new STEAM charter school. April is happy for him but knows her school experience will change. Sure enough, she is paired with socially awkward Asa, who's shunned by the two other White girls in class. April asks Zee's dad, Papa Zee, to give her drumming lessons, fulfilling her own dreams. But there are difficult things too: Zee has some alarming health symptoms and swears April to secrecy, April's single mom is seeing a new woman, and Asa is behaving unusually. When Zee's next medical episode proves fatal, April's grief is compounded by her guilt over keeping quiet. Before long she's hiding something else, as she observes the extent of Papa Zee's depression. When she learns the truth about what Asa's family is going through, however, April realizes she has to share all she has been keeping inside. This well-crafted novel in verse is rich in detail and successfully conveys the depth of April's emotions. The characters are fully realized, and the themes of family, change, and grief are handled with sensitivity and care.A heart-rending narrative of friendship, family, and the path to healing. (author's note) (Verse fiction. 10-14)
Publishers Weekly (Fri Oct 06 00:00:00 CDT 2023)Langley (
Gr 4–6 —Langley ( When Langston Dances ) deftly twines music, poetry, family, and friendship in her middle grade debut in verse. Eleven year-old April is a budding percussionist under the tutelage of neighbor and found family Papa Zee. When April's best friend Zee, Papa Zee's son and a violin prodigy, passes away unexpectedly, her life is thrown into chaos. Her mother is dating a woman from work and things are getting serious. Papa Zee struggles to maintain his job through his grief. At school, April's fledgling friend Asa is mysteriously unwell and frequently absent. As April navigates the tumult, she wrestles with a secret which might have saved Zee's life. Ultimately, an opportunity to use her voice to save another friend helps April find resolution. Langley's verse is both approachable and engaging. Despite a relatively low word count, characters, setting, and plot are richly developed. Readers coming for the music will stay for the feels; readers looking for a good cry may find themselves seeking out more about April's pantheon of "drum mavens." Characters are presumed cisgender; Mama is queer. April and most other characters are Black; Asa and her family are white. Papa Zee and April's mama are both single parents when the book begins. VERDICT A strong purchase for most collections and an easy recommendation for a variety of readers.—Taylor Worley
Starred Review for Kirkus Reviews (Mon May 08 00:00:00 CDT 2023)
ALA Booklist (Wed Jul 05 00:00:00 CDT 2023)
Horn Book (Tue Aug 01 00:00:00 CDT 2023)
Kirkus Reviews (Fri Oct 04 00:00:00 CDT 2024)
Publishers Weekly (Fri Oct 06 00:00:00 CDT 2023)
School Library Journal (Thu Jun 01 00:00:00 CDT 2023)
makes everything better,
even the first day of school.
In the quiet of morning, there's
no mistaking the faint sound of
a violin, my best friend, Zee, playing at this early hour.
We're both going to school
today, but not the same one,
not anymore.
Wash, Brush, Dress
in my school uniform
with the crisp collar,
skirt pleats poppin',
creased shirtsleeves
sharp enough to cut you,
like Mama taught me.
I double-check my ponytail,
every strand in place, grab
my bookbag, my drumsticks,
and ease into the kitchen.
Devour the orange-cranberry scone
Mama baked special for today.
I slip into her
room for a kiss,
but don't wake her.
Her UPS badge on
the dresser, her head
half beneath the pillow.
Working night shift
loading trucks means
Mama sleeps most of
the day, works most of
the night, and we live
in the quiet moments
in between.
Like Clockwork
Zee waits for me in the hallway
outside his apartment, across
from my own.
He's dressed in a burgundy polo,
a gold-and-blue crest on his chest,
khaki pants, new black loafers.
The hallway reeks of fried eggs
and onions, strong coffee and
cologne. Zee has one leg
kicked behind him on the wall,
his violin case in his hand, his
face as hard as stone.
Zee closes his eyes,
takes three long, deep
breaths but still no words.
He's usually not this quiet.
You okay, Zee?
We gabbed all summer about
today, so I know he's as excited,
and as nervous too, as I am.
His eyes open when Papa Zee
exits their apartment,
door slamming behind him,
shirt untucked, hat on backward.
He's late to work today but still
plants a kiss on our foreheads
before ushering us to the elevator.
He jabs the button so many times I'm
afraid it might break. We're only
on the twelfth floor, but the elevator
always seems slowest when we're
in a rush.
One for the road? Papa Zee asks, winking.
How do you make a bandstand?
How? I ask.
Zee leans forward,
fully alert.
You take away their chairs!
Zee laughs out loud.
A real laugh, a belly laugh.
The mood lighter now, the
elevator arrives.
It's Been
Zee and me forever,
same walk to the same school,
same classes, same teachers,
until Papa Zee promised when
the new Boston STEAM charter
school with a focus on the arts
opened in the neighborhood,
Zee could audition.
It's been six months since and
I still don't feel prepared.
You scared? I ask, falling in step with Zee.
At least we still get to walk together
most of the way, our schools only
five blocks apart.
Not scared. Can't believe it's literally happening.
I'm already good, you know?
Good is an understatement.
Zee is a violin prodigy.
I'm nowhere close,
but I want to be better.
Me too, Zee. Me too.
Zander Elliot Ellis Jr.
is Zee for short--never loud, or
rough and tumble, hard or fast, or
the clown of the class--just Zee.
Because he's a junior,
saying Zander means
Daddy and son both
turn with those same
big eyes, broad nose,
velvet-brown skin,
with a smirk on
their lips, a question
in their eyes.
We were born a month apart,
but Zee was twice my size
even as babies, but no match
for my energy in the
playpen where we
cried . . .
wrestled . . .
cuddled . . .
each other before we
crawled . . .
walked . . .
talked.
Zee is more than
my best friend, he's
like a brother. He's
family.
We're bookends.
We are.
I'm the A to his Z.
The Order of Things
in my life is simple:
quiet and efficient,
calm never commotion,
just as Mama likes it.
Like putting on socks before
shoes, letting dough rise before
baking, kissing Mama good night
first thing in the morning.
It's important.
We keep our voices low, the
television off, even our alarm
clocks don't beep because we
never set them.
There's nothing except books
and magazines to distract us
when most people have a
television going 24/7,
reality shows or news,
but Mama has no patience
for either.
I asked Mama once why
we live the way we do.
Warehouse work is noisier than you can imagine.
And don't get me started about what it was like in the army.
Silence is golden. It is music to my ears.
A quiet home is a small sacrifice
to keep Mama happy, but wanting
to play the drums makes me
a round peg in a square hole,
always out of place.
Excerpted from The Order of Things by Kaija Langley
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A heart-rending novel-in-verse about a girl beginning to learn it is possible to go on even after a great loss.
Eleven-year-old April Jackson loves playing the drums, almost as much as she loves her best friend, Zee, a violin prodigy. They both dream of becoming professional musicians one day. When Zee starts attending a new school that will nurture his talent, April decides it’s time for her to pursue her dreams, too, and finally take drum lessons. She knows she isn’t very good to start, but with Zee’s support, she also knows someday she can be just as good as her hero, Sheila E., and travel all around the world with a pair of drumsticks in her hand.
When the unthinkable happens and Zee suddenly passes away, April is crushed by grief. Without Zee, nothing is the way it’s supposed to be. Zee's Dad isn't delivering the mail for his postal route like he should. April's Mom is suddenly dating someone new who is occupying too much space in their lives. And every time April tries to play the drums, all she can think about is Zee.
April isn't sure how to move on from the awful feeling of being without Zee. Desperate to help Papa Zee, she decides to secretly deliver the mail he’s been neglecting. But when on her route she discovers a classmate in trouble, she doesn’t second guess what she knows is the right thing to do.