Kendra, Coe Booth's sophomore YA novel, is the story of 14 year old Kendra. Kendra dreams of leaving the projects of the Bronx, designing great architecture, and most of all, finally living with her mother, Renee. Renee has been absent for the majority of Kendra's life, growing up, she had Kendra when she was just 14. Now Kendra, struggling under the loving, yet controlling thumb of her grandmother, is dealing with her budding sexuality, hunger for a real relationship with her mother, first love/lust, friendships, and the urge to become more than her surroundings. Told in straight forward street talk,
Kendra drops you smack dab in the middle of the Bronx and right back in high school. The characters are typical teens, trying to figure out their place in the world.
I found Kendra to be a quick, easy read. I would recommend this book for high school students, and would suspect that the girls will be much more receptive to it than the boys. Overall, I enjoyed the book, but was frustrated by Booth's handling of Kendra's boyfriend, Nashawn. Nashawn exploits Kendra's lack of experience and desire to remain a virgin while persuading her to allow him to sodomize her and have oral sex with him. Neither act is explicitly explained, but the signs are all there. Comparing Kendra to Boy Meets Boy is like comparing apples and oranges. Sure, both books are teens exploring their sexuality and relationships, but Kendra is most definitely a more intense, raw experience.
On the positive side Kendra features, Renee, a well educated, PhD. from Princeton, woman who has pulled herself out of the projects and is trying to build a better life for herself, along with Kenny, Kendra's father who is still in her daily life and helps support her both financially and emotionally. So often teen parents, especially the fathers are portrayed to be deadbeats that want nothing to do with their offspring. Kendra works to defeat this stereotype.
While looking up information for Kendra I found a lot of reviews and discussion by school librarians and most commented that they could not keep it on the shelf. I know this is a sign of a well written, YA friendly book that speaks to many teens, but I would be cautious. While kids will enjoy it and relate to the street talk (even our "country" kids), as well as the relationship issues. As a school librarian I would make sure I had all of my paperwork on this book at the ready. While Kendra has not won any major awards that I could find, it was reviewed in Booklist, YALSA, and School Library Journal, and by several others.
The following is an excerpt from Chapter 1 of Kendra. I think this would capture the interest of many girls. How many times have they been told to go back and change their clothes before going out? I bet there are a lot that can relate right off the bat!
There’s nothing really different about today. At least that’s what I’m sitting here trying to tell myself. Adonna is late, the way she always is, even though I called her twice already to tell her I’m about to leave her if she don’t get down here now. Nana’s in the kitchen probably waiting for me to come outta my room so she can make sure I’m dressed decent for school. Like if she left for work before me, the first thing I’d do is change into the skankiest outfit I could find or something.
Like that’s even who I am.
Finally, the bell rings. I hear Nana open the door, and all she says is, “Babe’s in her room,” like she can’t even be bothered to say hi.
By the time Adonna gets down the hall, I’m standing up with my book bag on my shoulder and I can’t wait to get outta here.
“You ready?” Adonna asks, like it’s not obvious.
“I been ready.”
She drops her book bag on the floor and I see her looking on my desk, at some of the new house plans I sketched. I know she thinks I’m wasting my time doing them, but she don’t say anything. Probably because she can see I’m not in the mood today. Instead, she turns to my full-length mirror and stares at herself like she’s ever gonna look anything but perfect. I mean, today she’s wearing her tight black jeans and a red cami with these cute little triangle cutouts around the neckline. Nana would never let me leave the apartment wearing something like that.