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BANNED BOOKS WEEK

Held in the last week of September or first week of October, the annual event brings together the entire book community — librarians, educators, authors, publishers, booksellers, and readers of all types — promoting unrestricted access to all types of books for all ages including those containing sexually explicit content and radical ideology.

BANNED BOOKS READING CHALLENGE

Are you brave enough to read one of the American Library Association's Top Ten "Banned Books" of 2024 and post it on your social media?

I'm providing short excerpts from all ten books for you to utilize in making videos to show other parents the kind of books that are being promoted and assigned to our kids in our school and community libraries. 

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#1 - All Boy's Aren't Blue by George M. Johnson

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EXCERPT 1:  I tried my best not to enjoy it, because you were my cousin. I had never done anything sexual with anyone up until that point. You told me to take-off my pajama pants, which I did. You then took off your shorts, followed by your boxers. There you stood in front of me fully erect and said, "Taste it." At first, I laughed and refused. But then you said, "Come on, Matt, taste it. This is what other boys like us do when we like each other.”

EXCERPT 2:  I remember the condom was blue and flavored like cotton candy. I put some lube on and got him up on his knees, and I began to slide into him from behind. I tried not to force it because I imagined that it would be painful; I didn't want this moment to be painful. So I eased in, slowly, until I heard him moan.

EXCERPT 3:  He got on top and slowly inserted himself into me. It was the worst pain I think I had ever felt in my life. He then added more lube and tried again, which felt better but not by much. He began his stroking motion. I was in pain for nearly three weeks following that encounter and too afraid to go to the doctor for help because I would have had to tell them I had been having anal sex.

#2 - Gender Queer A Memoir by Maia Kobabe

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EXCERPT 1:  I got a new strap-on harness today. I can't wait to put it in you it will fit my favorite dildo perfectly. You are going to look SO HOT. I can't wait to have your cock in my mouth-I'm going to give you the blow job of your life...then I want you inside me. HOLY SHIT This is the most turned on I've ever been in my life. I am DYING.

EXCERPT 2:  The kids I teach range in age from 11 to 14. Those were my first big years of gender confusion. I wonder if any of these kids are trans or nonbinary, but don't have words for it yet? How many of them have never seen a nonbinary adult? Is my silence actually a disservice to all of them? Having a nonbinary or trans teacher in junior high would have meant the world to me.

EXCERPT 3:  What have you been up to for the past decade? I've been ordained as a pagan priestx! And I identify as nonbinary now. Wow, me too! Tell me more! For a lot of my life, I've felt like a drag queen in a female body. I use the Spivak pronouns e, em, eir, as in "Ask em what e want in eir tea." I love those pronouns! I just got the biggest tingle down my spine.

#3 - The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

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EXCERPT 1: The little girls are the only things I'll miss. Do you know that when I touched their sturdy little tits and bit them—just a little—I felt I was being friendly? Two of them, Doreen and Sugar Babe, they'd come together. I gave them mints, money, and they'd eat ice cream with their legs open while I played with them. It was like a party. And there wasn't nastiness, and there wasn't any filth, and there wasn't any odor, and there wasn't any groaning—just the light white laughter of little girls and me. With little girls it is all clean and good and friendly.

EXCERPT 2:  I stretch my legs open, and he is on top of me. Too heavy to hold, and too light not to. He puts his thing in me. In me. In me. I wrap my feet around his back so he can 't get away. His face is next to mine. The bed springs sounds like them crickets used to back home. He puts his fingers in mine, and we stretches our arms outwise like Jesus on the cross. I hold on tight. My fingers and my feet hold on tight, because everything else is going, going. I know he wants me to come first. But I can 't. Not until he does. Not until I feel him loving me. Just me. Sinking into me. Not until I know that my flesh is all that be on his mind.

EXCERPT 3: While he moves inside her, she will wonder why they didn't put the necessary but private parts of the body in some more convenient place- like the armpit, for example, or the palm of the hand. Someplace one could get to easily, and quickly, without undressing. When she senses some spasm about to grip him, she will make rapid movements with her hips, press her fingernails into his back, suck in her breath, and pretend she is having an orgasm. She might wonder again, for the six hundredth time, what it would be like to have that feeling while her husband's penis is inside her. The closest thing to it was the time she was walking down the street and her napkin slipped free of her sanitary belt. It moved gently between her legs as she walked. Gently, ever so gently. And then a slight and distinctly delicious sensation collected in her crotch.

#4 - The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

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EXCERPT 1: They start to make out. The stereo's playing, and they're just about to 'do it' when Parker realizes he forgot the condoms. They're both naked on this putting green. They both want each other. There's no condom. So, what do you think happened? I don't know. They did it doggie-style with one of the sandwich bags!

EXCERPT 2:  After a few minutes, the boy pushed the girl's head down, and she started to kiss his penis. She was still crying. Finally, she stopped crying because he put his penis in her mouth, and I don't think you can cry in that position. I had to stop watching at that point because I started to feel sick, but it kept going on, and they kept doing other things, and she kept saying "no." Even when I covered my ears, I could still hear her say that. Did they know you were in there? Yes. They asked if they could use the room. Why didn't you stop them? I didn't know what they were doing.

#5 - Tricks by Ellen Hopkins

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EXCERPT 1:  She's a total bitch, not to mention a tease. Lately she hasn't even half-ass grinned at me. The Belmont fucked me good. But now Jerome wants other things. Let me watch you touch yourself. Creepy things. Did you know guys like to use vibrators too? Like this. Downright disgusting things. Your period? I like the taste of blood.

 

EXCERPT 2:  Plan C Means courting Jerome's affection, pretending to enjoy his deviant sex. Tonight that means letting him call me "Mommy" as he sits on my lap and "nurses." That excites him, as I guessed it would. Love or no, Jerome wants to punish Mommy. The sex is rough, but it doesn't hurt nearly as bad as the pretense. And it's even faster than usual.

 

EXCERPT 3:  You've done coke before, right? No? Oh, baby, you're gonna love it. Then he lays me gently on the bed, unbuttons my shirt, peels back the blue satin, stares at what he has uncovered. I don't want you to stop. But I'm afraid it will hurt. Afraid it will change me. And it does feel good, despite the pain, because it also hurts. And then, it's just over.

EXCERPT 4:  We Had Sex The very first night we went out together. It Pissed off a bunch of people. But he is a partier. Drinks like no serious athlete should. Vince and I Have Shared A bottle or two, a fistful of doobs, pipes and pipes and pipes. Tonight, we'll pass around all three at his regular Friday poker game. I suppose it could be because I'm usually the one supplying the weed. Booze isn't his only bad habit, though. Pot. Pills. Crack. Probably other stuff.

#6 - Looking for Alaska by John Green

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EXCERPT 1: Have you ever gotten a blow job? "I’ve just never given one,” she answered, her little voice dripping with seductiveness. It was so brazen. I thought I would explode. And then she wrapped her hand around it and put it into her mouth. And waited. We were both very still. She did not move a muscle in her body, and I did not move a muscle in mine. I knew that at this point something else was supposed to happen, but I wasn’t quite sure what. She stayed still. I could feel her nervous breath. For minutes . . . she lay there, stock-still with my penis in her mouth, and I sat there, waiting. And then she took it out of her mouth and looked up at me quizzically. “Should I do something?” “Um. I don’t know,” I said. Everything I’d learned from watching porn with Alaska suddenly exited my brain.

#7 - Me and Earl and the Dying Girl by Jesse Andrews

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EXCERPT 1: Yeah, Earl, I’m going to eat her pussy. Heh.  Yeah. Do you even know how to eat pussy? Uh, not really. Papa Gaines never sat you down, said, Son, one day you’re going to have to eat the pussy. No. But he did teach me how to eat a butthole. God bless that man. I would teach you some pussy-eating technique, but it’s a little complicated. Son, I don’t have time for that. I got like twenty pussies over here that I need to eat. 

#8 - Crank by Ellen Hopkins

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EXCERPT 1: It started with a kiss crank-revved, pistons firing full bore, passion firecrackered in tiny bursts from thigh to belly button. Oh, baby. I want you so bad! "B-b-bad to the bone?" We laughed, but it wasn't alright. Not for long. My shirt tore open. "Wait." I've waited for weeks. Put up and shut up. Kissed segued to bites. Bruises. Pain rippled through my body. "Brendan, please stop." No. You promised, You damn little tease. Off came my shorts. Down went his zipper. I realized I was in serious trouble. "I'll scream." Go ahead. No one can hear but skunks and coyotes. Still, as I opened my mouth, his hand slapped down on it. Those sublime muscles hardened. Just relax. You'll love it.

EXCERPT 2: My brand-new Victoria's Secrets shredded, and I felt the worst of Brendan pause, savoring my terror. They all love it. Had he done it a different way, I might have responded with excitement. Instead, I froze as he pushed inside. There it is. Oh, God. There it goes. It went, all right, with an audible tear. Pain mushroomed into agony and all I could do was go stiff. You weren't lying, you bitch! I laid there, sobbing, as he worked and sweated over me. Stoked by the monster, it took him a long time to finish.

#9 - Sold by Patricia McCormick

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EXCERPT:  I gasp for air and kick and squirm. He thrusts his tongue into my mouth. And I bite down with all my might. He is squeezing my breast with his hand, like someone shopping for a melon I try to push him away, but my arm, stone-heavy from the lassi, doesn’t move.
...I open my eyes, watch him squeeze my other breast...He unbuckles his belt...The fish-lips man removes my dress....Then he is on top of me, and something hot and insistent is between my legs. He grunts and struggles, trying to fit himself inside me.

#10 - Flamer by Mike Curato

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EXCERPT 1:  Hey, Navarro, suck any good dicks lately? Hahahahaha What's wrong, Navarro? I thought you like a big sausage in your mouth! Haha! Okay, who wants my hot weiner? Oh, yeah, baby, slide it right into my buns.

EXCERPT 2:  Enjoy eating your hot dog. You probably love eating dog. Hahaha!Hey, FATASS, pack any fudge lately? Sure, Doughboy. I'll leave you alone once you stop being such a gay fat fuck! Have fun suckin' each other's dicks, ladies.

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