The protagonist in the story is Leo Borlock. I say it is a realistic fiction book because it has everyday people doing everyday things. Samanthamaroon5 - I finished Stargirl around last month. Since the idea-and ideal-is to erase myself from wherever and whenever I am, I think I should not allow myself to become too attached to any one location, not even Enchanted Hill, as I call it now, or to any particular time of day or night. Now, see, I’m sad again.Īs I said last week, I wash my mind all over the place. I never did sing to you, Leo, not really. And with every note I sang to Alan Ferko I thought: Someday I’m going to sing to that boy with the terrified eyes. But I felt your eyes on me the whole time, Leo. You quick looked away, and I breezed on by and didn’t stop until I found Alan Ferko and sang “Happy Birthday” to him. You knew I was going to sing to someone, and you were terrified it might be you. I think it wasn’t just the sight of me-long frontier dress, ukulele sticking out of my sunflower shoulder sack-it was something else too.
Your eyes-that’s what almost stopped me in my tracks. Remember the first time I saw you? In the lunchroom? I was walking toward your table. Now I cry for me.Īnd now I’m smiling through my tears. Funny thing-I was so busy crying for everything else, I never cried for myself. If I stepped on a bug I’d burst into tears. As I headed for my bike, I knew I had found an enchanted place. I closed my eyes again and let the gold wash over me. It was setting over the treetops in the west. The next thing I noticed was a golden tinge beyond my eyelids. I closed my eyes and dissolved out of myself. I held my hands on my thighs, palms up to the world. Until then I had done my daily meditation in many different places in and around town, but never here. How can I explain it? Alone, on the top of that hill, in the middle of that “empty” field (Ha!-write this down, Leo: nothing is empty), I felt as if the universe radiated from me, as if I were standing on the X that marked the center of the cosmos. I walked to the center and just stood there. The frozen ground was cloddy and rock-hard. The winter weeds were scraggly and matted down, like my hair in the morning. I’ve biked past this field a hundred times, but for some reason today I stopped. The field is on the other side of Route 113, which is where my street (Rapps Dam Road) dead-ends.
It used to be a pick-your-own-strawberries patch, but now it grows only weeds and rocks. It’s on a hill-the flat top of a hill shaped like an upside-down frying pan. It’s a mile out of town, a one-minute bike ride from my house. No house in view except a little white stucco bungalow off to the right. The thing is, it’s been right in front of me ever since we moved here last year, but today is the first time I really saw it. If I were in charge of calendars, every day would be January 1.Īnd what better way to celebrate this New Year’s Day than to begin writing a letter to my once (and future?) boyfriend. No writer guides his young characters, and his readers, past these pitfalls and challenges and toward their futures with more compassion.I love beginnings. No writer guides his young characters, and his readers, past these pitfalls and challenges and toward their futures with more compassion.” - The New York Times In this celebration of nonconformity, Newbery Medalist Jerry Spinelli weaves a tense, emotional tale about the perils of popularity and the thrill and inspiration of first love.ĭon’t miss the sequel, Love, Stargirl, as well as The Warden’s Daughter, a novel about another girl who can't help but stand out. Stargirl is suddenly shunned for everything that makes her different, and Leo, panicked and desperate with love, urges her to become the very thing that can destroy her: normal. She sparks a school-spirit revolution with just one cheer. From the day she arrives at quiet Mica High in a burst of color and sound, the hallways hum with the murmur of “Stargirl, Stargirl.” She captures Leo Borlock’ s heart with just one smile.
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ONE OF TIME MAGAZINE’S 100 BEST YA BOOKS OF ALL TIME Ī modern-day classic from Newbery Medalist Jerry Spinelli, this beloved celebration of individuality is now an original movie on Disney+!Īnd don't miss the author's highly anticipated new novel, Dead Wednesday!
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