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Type of bind: Paperback
Dewey Decimal Number: 813.54
EAN num: 9781555834678
ISBN number: 1555834671
Label: Alyson Books
Manufacturer: Alyson Books
Quantity: 1
Page Count: 208
Printing Date: May 01, 1998
Publishing house: Alyson Books
Sale Popularity Level: 562843
Studio: Alyson Books
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Have you ever had a crush on a teacher? I'm sure we all have. From the very first day, the very first moment you meet them, you're
Captivated.
Captured.
Committed.
Convicted.
My very very first crush was on an English teacher named Mr. Weatherspoon in the second grade. He was fresh out of college and looked so fresh (uh, young) that, after meeting him on parent-teacher conference night, my mother just knew she was on Candid Camera: She thought he was a student masquerading as a teacher. He just took her observation as a compliment and flashed that smile. Lord, that smile. He had what you would call a baby-grand grin. Whenever he flashed it, I would hear them ivories and ebonies being tickled (notice how most forget to mention those grey keys). And I don't know what tune was being played, but whatever it was, it was hypnotic - just like him. He always came to class dressed down in a shirt, jacket, slacks, and tie, and his scent was an aftershave lotion called Blue Musk (yes, I had the gall to ask; there was a reporter in me at that age).
I looked forward to when he would hunch over my desk, give me one of those smiles, reach out with that big, brown hand, and crown me the winner of our weekly spelling bee by brushing my head and saying, 'Outstanding, Mitchell. Just outstanding.' And I earned that reward every week: I studied an extra hour each Thursday afternoon to ensure that I held on to my title. When he smiled at me, when he touched meI don't know, that button was pressed. Yeah, it was an innocent gesture and in no way sexual, but it had the opposite effect: Those homohormones really kicked into gear. I didn't know at that age what it was I was feeling or why I was feeling the way I was, but I knew that I loved the feeling.
But I was fully aware of what I was feeling and why I was feeling it this time. And I was truly enjoying what those homohormones were doing to me. I was in a daze, a haze over Mr. Reid: I just stared into space in all my classes, daydreaming about him. And at night? My wet dreams were so wild that I found my pillow and sheet on the floor in the morning and my underwear soaked. In a sense I had my art teacher, Ms. Yearwood, to thank for that. I dreamed of Mr. Reid
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I liked the very first and second books quite a bit. This one was OK. They seem to be getting a little sensational though and off the track of normal everyday life. I just wished Hardy wasn't always putting in jabs at white people, like we are all an enemy or to be suspect or guilty of every problem relating to blacks. He sounds like a man that detests whites.
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I liked the book although I feel the 1st 2 were better. HArdy gives you more insight into the main couples relationship and entertains you while he is doing it
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This book certainly ranks as one of the worst I've ever touched. The structuring of the story is Absolutely Atrocious. Hardy also babbles on and on & ON about characters that have utterly nil to do with the book but amazingly enough, he never bothers to develop the 2 sole MAIN characters. They are just talking heads. Read this book only if you want to witness how BAD bad writing gets. There is not one subplot. There is not any physical description of consequential people or places. There are no secondary characters. Scenes do not naturally unfold, they "start" in the middle of an event and are rushed with a lot of summarized exposition to an unclimaxed ending. Mitchell apparently has NO life other than his gymnastic courses; JEH does not take the fantastic opportunity to explore the struggles with being a gay teenager or being just a teenager PERIOD. Mitchell has no schoolwork, bullies, physical awkwardness, depression, or rebellious urges that are so prevalent during the high school years. I am appalled that this trash was even published!
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I am sure Mr Hardy has an audience for his book, and it certainly isnt me. It was too shallow, I finished reading it because I am a book addict and finish reading everything I start.. otherwise... it was kind of just there. Did not explore the deeper aspects of a younger person, older person relationship, and its role in what he calls "HIT"..... learnt very little from... just proved to me that the whole age and mental factor plays and preys a big role in both dating worlds... same gender loving relationships and hetero-relationships...
Sort of glad that Mitchell got a chance to resolve that disfunctional relationship... a lot of folks dont get a chance to do so... it could have been an otherwise deep and moving story if only JEH dug a little deeper with the issues he was attempting to tackle.....
If you are a non-reader, love simplistic stories, then this is the book for you.... if you are richer reader and like this genre of writing then do the very first two of E. Lynn Harris' books....... the rest is meadiocre.... presented as literature.
I give you two stars for trying!!!
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I truly like this one! JEH you know the story behind this one as well.
The series is to JOOD to be true - Not my original Flava but I'm liking the trust that building between them. I hope they keep it up.
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