Isabel Quintero

Gabi, a Girl in Pieces

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Named to Kirkus Reviews Best Books of 2014
Named to School Library Journal Best Books of 2014
Gabi Hernandez chronicles her last year in high school in her diary: college applications, Cindy's pregnancy, Sebastian's coming out, the cute boys, her father's meth habit, and the food she craves. And best of all, the poetry that helps forge her identity.
July 24
My mother named me Gabriella, after my grandmother who, coincidentally, didn't want to meet me when I was born because my mother was unmarried, and therefore living in sin. My mom has told me the story many, many, MANY, times of how, when she confessed to my grandmother that she was pregnant with me, her mother beat her. BEAT HER! She was twenty-five. That story is the basis of my sexual education and has reiterated why it's important to wait until you're married to give it up. So now, every time I go out with a guy, my mom says, “Ojos abiertos, piernas cerradas.” Eyes open, legs closed. That's as far as the birds and the bees talk has gone. And I don't mind it. I don't necessarily agree with that whole wait until you're married crap, though. I mean, this is America and the 21st century; not Mexico one hundred years ago. But, of course, I can't tell my mom that because she will think I'm bad. Or worse: trying to be White.
Isabel Quintero is a library technician in the Inland Empire. She is also the events coordinator for Orange Monkey and helps edit the poetry journal Tin Cannon. Gabi is her debut novel.

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230 printed pages
Original publication
2014
Publication year
2014
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    I wanted each of us to have one. Then no matter where we go, we can take it with us so we don’t forget where we came from or what we’ve been through. And I know Cindy doesn’t like to have pictures with her pregnant belly showing, but you know what? Who cares! Everyone knows you’re pregnant, and that’s part of your life now and part of our life. I don’t want us to be ashamed anymore (we all were crying by this point) of being pregnant or gay or poor or having a crackhead dad! I want us to be fucking proud of ourselves. This picture was taken right after we sent out our college apps—how many kids who are unpregnant, straight or rich can say that? Okay, maybe rich kids can, but who can say they did most of it on their own? Not a lot. So we have to be proud and always remember who we are and when we make it to college, who we were.”
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