Anger is a Gift by Mark Oshiro

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“Anger is a gift. Remember that” She stood. “You gotta grasp on to it, hold it tight and use it as ammunition. You use that anger to get things done instead of just stewing in it.”

Title: Anger is a Gift
Author: Mark Oshiro
Number of pages: 463 (hardcover edition)
Good things about this book: This is such a powerful book exquisitely written.
Bad things about this book: Nothing. It has a side effect, though. It makes you furious.
Do I recommend it? Yes, to the world!
Rate: 5/5

Read the summary and add this book on Goodreads: here

“We are angry. We are mourning. We are tired.”

I’m crushed, overwhelmed, filled with rage. This book is powerful, so true, and infuriating. It makes you feel powerless, a standby in a world you are told you should just accept, never fight, because it doesn’t have your back. To feel afraid to just go out to buy an apple, to run free on the street, to love, to just live, because there’s always going to be someone who will accuse you of being suspicious, thug looking, not a good person, and the world is not going to believe your innocence. Your skin is not light enough for you to be a good guy, it’s your fault you looked armed, the way you dress is gangster looking = YOU ARE WRONG, YOU ARE GUILTY, YOU ARE INFERIOR THAN ME. It’s tiring, this needs to stop!

I can’t begin to explain the rage I feel. I can’t begin to understand the rage the victims of police assaults might feel. The nerve of some people. Why are we living in a world that allows this? When is it going to stop? I can’t help shaking my head in disbelief, this reality sucks and the world is absurdly unreasonable. Stupid and ignorant people should become extinct and soon. This world needs a reset and a virus cleanse.

“It’s like they can’t avoid it,” said Kaisha. “We were literally there to protest against them using deadly force, so they responded with…deadly force. Incredible.”

I can’t give a personal opinion, because I am a Latina living in Italy and my skin is light enough to pass as white. The little town we moved to when I was 12 gave us a home, support, and friends. I don’t know the hate and intolerance Moss and his peers have to face every day of their lives. I don’t know how it is to feel unwanted in your own community because of the color of your skin, to be categorized as a bad seed with just a glance. The amount of racism I have faced in my life is merely a drop compare to the ocean Moss and his community faced in this powerful book.

The queer touch of the narration gave the book more power. Moss is a gay black boy, and his friends are all part of the lgbtqia+ community. It’s natural and calm the sensation you feel when he deals with his sexuality; he is out to everyone and, as much as it feels weird because he hasn’t done it before, he isn’t afraid to kiss another boy or hold hands with him in public. It’s refreshing because it’s part of their everyday lives. It’s part of who they all are and, yes, they all have different family situations, but they are all accepted and supported. The love they all have from their families, the love Moss has from his mother, is heartwarming. That’s the truest of loves, pure and simple. The love Wanda has for Moss transcends everything, IS everything.

“Moss wears his heart on his sleeve,” she said. “It’s one of his best features.”

Moss is one of the most adorable characters I have encounter in the few years I’ve been reading books. He suffers from panic attacks, sees a therapist, is trying to get better, to cope, to be happy. He has faced too many obstacles in his short life. He has seen too much death in such a short amount of time. Tragedy shouldn’t have to be his bread and butter. This boy deserves all the happiness he was deprived of. I just want him to be happy.

There’s no more left to be said. A lot of things happen in this book. A lot that will make you think, some more that will make angry, and quite a few that will make you cry. I cried a lot, from rage, frustration, and sadness. I still feel like crying. I was expecting this book to impact me, but I didn’t expect it to wreck me, break me to pieces. I think everyone should read this book, it’s written beautifully and it’s as brutal as it should be. Life is brutal, and we should stop being blind about it!

“You might be surprised at how unwilling people are to turn a critical eye on themselves.”

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