Happiness and success start with becoming clear about who are you are, and establishing your authentic identity, inside yourself, and then beyond yourself. Graham shows you who it's so hard to know yourself, and how to do it anyway.

Nubia has always stood out because of her Amazonian strength, but even though she uses her ability for good she is seen as a threat, so when her best friend Quisha is threatened by a boy who thinks he owns the town, Nubia risks everything to become the hero society tells her she is not.

The war is over. The false prophecy has been fulfilled. But the dragonets still have enemies. A dark evil, buried for centuries, is stirring.

In rhyming text, a little girl expresses confidence and joy in her uniqueness, no matter her outward appearance.

In a poetic, philosophical exchange, two children of different races ask themselves why they are who and what they are, and speculate on how they could be different.

In her dedication Safia Elhillo writes, zThe January Children are the generation born in Sudan under British occupation, where children were assigned birth years by height, all given the birth date January 1.y What follows is a deeply personal collection of poems that describe the experience of navigating the postcolonial world as a stranger in ones own land.

In this second book in the semi-autobiographical middle grade series from MLB pitcher Marcus Stroman, young Marcus continues to learn hard lessons on and off the baseball field.

Twelve-year-old Oscar Grimstone is cursed with killing things at a touch, and can also transform into a ghost, but a journey to the city of ghosts may lead him to discover his true identity.

Lyra, the silent princess of daylight, must find a way to make noise and pass a series of tests to stop a pretender from stealing her betrothed prince and crown.

"We all came to the powwow for different reasons. The messy, dangling threads of our lives got pulled into a braid--tied to the back of everything we'd been doing all along to get us here. There will be death and playing dead, there will be screams and unbearable silences, forever-silences, and a kind of time-travel, at the moment the gunshots start, when we look around and see ourselves as we are, in our regalia, and something in our blood will recoil...