my name is tookie

| July 30, 2015

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my name is tookie

Tookie, now fifteen-years-old, shares her memories as a survivor of unspeakable atrocities and heinous crimes committed by the very system in charge of her protection.

She wants to heal from the molestation and child abuse suffered. She wants to forget the pain and humiliation. She wants everything to return to the way it was—before she was forced to leave Neiva. The bad medicine causes confusion and disorientation. Tookie doesn’t know what is real or true anymore. She doesn’t know whom to trust.

If she can’t overcome the experiences of the past, Tookie will remain trapped in that horrible place, allowing it to influence everything she does. Powerless to stop hurting the one person she loves most, she follows her grandmother’s leading to embrace transformation and recovery.

The miracle of healing begins!

“my name is tookie” is an intense, first-person narrative account of early childhood and adolescent memories by a fifteen-year-old survivor. It’s a dramatic coming of age novella about the shocking adversities and inhumane traumas Tookie suffered.

“These are my memories,” Tookie explains. “This is my story—the past, the middle, and now. Sometimes, the line between each section of my life is jumbled up as I try to lay out everything in chronological order. I’ve been told it’s a side effect of the drugs I was force-fed.

“I talked before I could walk.

“I read before I ever went to school.

“I sang in perfect pitch after hearing songs on the radio and television.

“I remember things that no one should remember.

“I’ve forgotten and relearned everything I once knew.

“”I was given a second chance.

You don’t get to hate me because I’m intelligent or talented. I keep those traits a secret. You don’t get to judge me because I’m beautiful or live in a dream vacation locale. I’m here hiding in plain site from the experiences of my past.

“It might look and sound as if the proverbial deck was stacked in my favor, but I never had a chance. Not really. Maybe those traits would’ve had a significant impact if I’d been born to a different mother. Perhaps those advantages would’ve been more useful if I’d been reared in some other life or city, some other time and place. Those traits—the ones that others envy—didn’t offer me any extra help or benefits. They were canceled out because I was born to Janetta Blackburn in the backwoods of northern Mississippi without a father.”

PG-13

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