I hated that the soldier doll had my name. I mean, please. I didn't play with him much. He was another Christmas present from my clueless grandparents. One time when they were visiting, my grandpa asked me if G.I. Joe had been in any wars lately. I said, "No, but he and Ken got married last week." Every Christmas since then, my grandparents have sent me a check.
James HoweMots clés gender funny homosexuality gi-joe
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Joe: Oo, Brittany "Aren't I Fabulous?" Hobson?
Addie: She's not that bad.
Joe: Brittany "All the Boys Like Me, I'm so Popular I Could Die" Hobson.
Addie: Joe!
Mots clés humour
Dear Skeezie, Today I ran after a boy as he was trying to get away. I tackled him and we both landed in the mud. Do you think I appeared desperate?-Joe Bunch
James HoweMots clés humour
Writing it down
is the way I make it real,
the way I find my way
into what it is I feel.
The words on paper or
computer screen
tell me more than
what I knew before
I wrote them,
help me remember
what I'm afraid
I'll forget,
let me keep
what I don't want
to lose,
say to me:
You
were
here.
What must it be like
to move through your days always
in step with a friend?
Maybe this is what it's like for all only children: To love the family that isn't almost as much as the one that is.
James HoweWho do you see
when you think of you?
Are you an outsider,
Cool, distant, angry,
swimming against the current,
or are you in the flow?
When they tell you,
This is who you are,
do you say yes or no?
Who do you see
when you look beyond
the skin and the surface,
when you drift to sleep,
when you are the person
no one else knows? Who
are you on the inside?
Don't answer these questions.
Not yet. First, open your eyes,
your mind, your heart.
See.
You don't have to have a boyfriend
or a girlfriend to know love.
Just open up your heart and
let the world in. Your heart
is bigger than you can imagine,
and so is the world, and so,
granddaughter, are you.
—Addie's grandmother
Who do you see
when you look at them?
You know the ones I mean:
the others, the olders,
the youngers, the ones
who are not you, not
like you or your friends,
who wear the labels
you give them until
they give them back,
saying, I believe these
belong to you.
What's wrong
with being out there, out there like a star
shining in the night when that's the only way
the star can be seen? You never tell a star:
Hey
Tone it down.
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