A brother chosen. A brother left behind. And the only way home is to find him.
Leon is nine, and has a perfect baby brother called Jake. They have gone to live with Maureen, who has fuzzy red hair like a halo, and a belly like Father Christmas. But the adults are speaking in low voices, and wearing Pretend faces. They are threatening to take Jake away and give him to strangers. Because Jake is white and Leon is not.
As Leon struggles to cope with his anger, certain things can still make him smile – like Curly Wurlys, riding his bike fast downhill, burying his hands deep in the soil, hanging out with Tufty (who reminds him of his dad), and stealing enough coins so that one day he can rescue Jake and his mum.
Evoking a Britain of the early eighties, My Name is Leon is a story of love, identity and learning to overcome unbearable loss. Of the fierce bond between siblings. And how – just when we least expect it – we somehow manage to find our way home
This book was just breathtakingly amazing. (I devoured most of it within a day)
It is set on the back drop of Riots and a Royal Wedding in the early 1980’s in England.It tells the story of Leon who is nine and his journey through the foster care system at this time
From the first page I felt as though I was just on this journey with Leon, I laughed and I cried along with him. I loved that the narrative was only told from Leon’s prospective,there is something special about a child protagonist
I wish I could force everyone to read this book just see how wonderful it is.
a High 5 out of 5 stars from me