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Written without a trace of sentimentality or apology, this is an unforgettable personal story?the truth as a remarkable young woman named Anne Moody lived it. To read her book is to know what it is to have grown up black in Mississippi in the forties an fifties?and to have survived with pride and courage intact. In this now classic autobiography, she details the sights, smells, and suffering of growing up in a racist society and candidily reveals the soul of a black girl who had the courage to challenge it. The result is a touchstone work: an accurate, authoritative portrait of black family life in the rural South and a moving account of a womans indomitable heart.

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Anne Moody COMING of AGE IN MISSISSIPPI Soul is an elusive overworked - photo 1
Anne Moody
COMING of AGE IN MISSISSIPPI

Soul is an elusive, overworked, often misapplied term but it fits this powerful autobiography. Library Journal

Anne Moody recounts the horror and shame of what growing up in Mississippi really means if you are black. Poverty, knives, threats, arson, miscegenation, illegitimacy, domestic service, police brutality, Uncle Toms, lynchings, the works. Miraculously, out of the quagmire the personal excellence of this extraordinary woman and writer emerges. Her later involvement with NAACP, CORE, summer projects, rights demonstrations, ugliness, violence, she describes without a trace of see-what-a-martyr-am-I. A lovely and true book that gives you what good writing is supposed to: catharsis, baby. Publishers Weekly

Supremely involving written with stripped simplicity not a single false high note. Kirkus Reviews

The most moving and honest account of what life is like for the Negro in Mississippi as one is apt to find a far better story (and certainly far better told) than most fiction being published today One of the most (possibly the most) engrossing, sensitive, beautiful books of nonfiction which has been published for years and years. San Francisco Sun-Reporter

Simply, one of the best For those readers who still persist in the myth that growing up black in the South is little different from growing up white, this book should prove a shattering experience. Anne Moodys autobiography is an eloquent, moving testimonial to her courage; indeed, to the courage of all the young who storm the preserves of bigotry. After reading this remarkable book, we know that this is the way it is. Chicago Tribune

Definitive supremely human Anne Moody tells it like it isand tells it with sensitivity and anger and despair and frustration and wondering. She is a hero, I suppose, by measurements of history; but she is not a profile of a hero she is as multi-dimensional as any person I have met in print. Oregon Journal


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COMING OF AGE IN MISSISSIPPI
A Dell Book

PUBLISHING HISTORY
Doubleday edition published 1968
Laurel paperback edition published February 1976

Published by
Bantam Dell
A Division of Random House, Inc.
New York, New York

The quotation from the song Danger Zone on reprinted by permission of Tangerine Music Corp., Copyright 1965.

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Copyright 1968 by Anne Moody

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CONTENTS
Part One
CHILDHOOD
Chapter
ONE

Im still haunted by dreams of the time we lived on Mr. Carters plantation. Lots of Negroes lived on his place. Like Mama and Daddy they were all farmers. We all lived in rotten wood two-room shacks. But ours stood out from the others because it was up on the hill with Mr. Carters big white house, overlooking the farms and the other shacks below. It looked just like the Carters barn with a chimney and a porch, but Mama and Daddy did what they could to make it livable. Since we had only one big room and a kitchen, we all slept in the same room. It was like three rooms in one. Mama them slept in one corner and I had my little bed in another corner next to one of the big wooden windows. Around the fireplace a rocking chair and a couple of straight chairs formed a sitting area. This big room had a plain, dull-colored wallpaper tacked loosely to the walls with large thumbtacks. Under each tack was a piece of cardboard which had been taken from shoeboxes and cut into little squares to hold the paper and keep the tacks from tearing through. Because there were not enough tacks, the paper bulged in places. The kitchen didnt have any wallpaper and the only furniture in it was a wood stove, an old table, and a safe.

Mama and Daddy had two girls. I was almost four and Adline was a crying baby about six or seven months. We rarely saw Mama and Daddy because they were in the field every day except Sunday. They would get up early in the morning and leave the house just before daylight. It was six oclock in the evening when they returned, just before dark.

George Lee, Mamas eight-year-old brother, kept us during the day. He loved to roam the woods and taking care of us prevented him from enjoying his favorite pastime. He had to be at the house before Mama and Daddy left for the field, so he was still groggy when he got there. As soon as Mama them left the house, he would sit up in the rocking chair and fall asleep. Because of the solid wooden door and windows, it was dark in the house even though it was nearing daybreak. After sleeping for a couple of hours, George Lee would jump up suddenly, as if he was awakened from a nightmare, run to the front door, and sling it open. If the sun was shining and it was a beautiful day, he would get all excited and start slinging open all the big wooden windows, making them rock on their hinges. Whenever he started banging the windows and looking out at the woods longingly, I got scared.

Once he took us to the woods and left us sitting in the grass while he chased birds. That night Mama discovered we were full of ticks so he was forbidden to take us there any more. Now every time he got the itch to be in the woods, hed beat me.

One day he said, Im goin huntin. I could tell he meant to go by himself. I was scared he was going to leave us alone but I didnt say anything. I never said anything to him when he was in that mood.

You heard me! he said, shaking me.

I still didnt say anything.

Wap! He hit me hard against the head; I started to boo-hoo as usual and Adline began to cry too.

Shut up, he said, running over to the bed and slapping a bottle of sweetening water into her mouth.

You stay here, right here, he said, forcing me into a chair at the foot of the bed. And watch her, pointing to Adline in the bed. And you better not move. Then he left the house.

A few minutes later he came running back into the house like he forgot something. He ran over to Adline in the bed and snatched the bottle of sweetening water from her mouth. He knew I was so afraid of him I might have sat in the chair and watched Adline choke to death on the bottle. Again he beat me up. Then he carried us on the porch. I was still crying so he slapped me, knocking me clean off the porch. As I fell I hit my head on the side of the steps and blood came gushing out. He got some scared and cleaned away all traces of the blood. He even tried to push down the big knot that had popped up on my forehead.

That evening we sat on the porch waiting, as we did every evening, for Mama them to come up the hill. The electric lights were coming on in Mr. Carters big white house as all the Negro shacks down in the bottom began to fade with the darkness. Once it was completely dark, the lights in Mr. Carters house looked even brighter, like a big lighted castle. It seemed like the only house on the whole plantation.

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