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The Brave by Robert LipsyteSonnys been an outsider all his life. He has never fit into either world: the Moscondagas on the Reservation see him as white; whites see him as Indian. So far, Sonnys managed to harness his anger -- what he calls the monster -- in the boxing ring. But Sonny wants out of the Res. Hes headed for New York City, where nobody can tell him what to do.
Sonny doesnt count on stepping into the middle of a drug war when he gets there -- or on tangling with a tough Harlem boxer-turned-cop named Alfred Brooks. Brooks seems to think that Sonnys got the talent to make it to the top -- to be a contender. But first Sonnys got to learn to be smart, take control of his life, and beat the monster. Only it isnt as easy as it sounds....
The breakthrough modern sports novel The Contender shows readers the true meaning of being a hero. This acclaimed novel by celebrated sportswriter Robert Lipsyte, the recipient of the Margaret A. Edwards Award for lifetime achievement in YA fiction, is the story of a young boxer in Harlem who overcomes hardships and finds hope in the ring on his path to becoming a contender. Alfred Brooks is scared. His best friend is sinking further and further into drug addiction.
Alfred Brooks feels restless in his Harlem home as he waits for his friend James to arrive and go with him to a movie. When James fails to show up, Alfred goes to look for him at the club. Although James seems happy to see Alfred, he does not want to go to the movies with him. Several boys in the club, headed by Major, make fun of Alfred and force him to give them his allowance. Only when James intervenes do they let him go. Alfred refuses and tries unsuccessfully to persuade James from accompanying them.
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He waited on the stoop until twilight, pretending to watch the sun melt into the dirty gray Harlem sky. Up and down the street transistor radios clicked on and hummed into the sour air. Men dragged out card tables, laughing. Cars cruised through the garbage and broken glass, older guys showing off their Friday night girls. Another five minutes, he thought. I'll give James another five minutes. He tried to sound casual.