ABSTRACT PROFILE // Afromythologies
The Weary Guardians by Shawn Theodore
Space, Time, Continuum
Shawn Theodore’s Quantum Entanglements
by Heather Shayne Blakeslee
EXCERPT //
It is 1978.
An eight-year-old Shawn Theodore and his cousin Dawn have just been caught (again) wreaking havoc in the neighbor’s berry patch. It’s early summer and the Southeast Pennsylvania soil is fully awake, the fields waving with grasses and the trees leafed out.
He breathes in the smell of farmland in Devon, home of the longest-running horse show in the country, and also of the black sharecroppers at the end of the road where his grandfather Gumpy, a navy man, built his house.
“Your grandchildren are worse than rabbits,” Mr. Jacobs tells Theodore’s grandfather, who would eventually become his grandson’s best friend.
The kids have been sentenced to make soap from fat and lye. Last time it was rope making. They are repeat offenders when it comes to stealing berries—perhaps making rope and soap in the summer after eating berries with your cousin is not such a bad life. //
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