Letâ€™s be clear: Lucky Linderman is NOT lucky. First of all, heâ€™s named after his grandfather, a Vietnam POW whoâ€™s presumed dead. Also, because of an ill-worded homework survey intended to liven up the social studies curriculum (â€œIf you were going to commit suicide, what method would you choose?â€) heâ€™s on wrist-slashing watch by the assorted powers and teachers-that-be. Heâ€™s being seriously bullied by Neanderthal-in-training Nader McMillan, whose blood pressure doesnâ€™t even rise when grinds Luckyâ€™s face into the pavement. And did I mention that his distant parents are too involved in their own middle-aged misery to notice how wretched he is? Lucky hasnâ€™t smiled in over six months, and so far nothingâ€™s tempted him to start up again. The only place where Lucky doesnâ€™t suck is his dreamscape, a humid jungle full of danger where he heroically rescues his grandfather over and over.Â But he canâ€™t keep hiding in his dreams forever, and when Nader finally goes too far, Lucky begins seeing the antsâ€”tiny heralds who tell him the hard truth about what he needs to do to get his life back. Thereâ€™s only one problemâ€”Luckyâ€™s not sure he wants it. This darkly humorous book may be one of the best Iâ€™ve ever read about how it feels to be relentlessly, aggressively bullied and how adults donâ€™t do nearly enough to protect teens who are being targeted. Luckyâ€™s story is raw, ragged, honest and true and quite possibly happening to you or someone you know. The way to make it end is both the easiest and hardest thing to doâ€”act. Tell. Help. Read. And donâ€™t stop until you see a change.
2 thoughts on “Everybody Sees the Ants by A.S. King”
Ooh, this one sounds good. We read a lot of “mean girls” books, and not so many of what the impact of guys being bullied might be, so I’ll definitely keep this one in mind. Plus, A.S. King is just a really great writer.