I liked all the dire stuff, but I'm a dire sort of person.

This breakout of plot lines in Booker-prize longlist novels is very pretty: [link]

I can't remember most of what I read in high school. I mean, I'm sure if you handed me the list I would remember reading them, but I can't pull that list out of my head.

I know Watership Down and Jane Eyre were in there because I'd already read them on my own by the time they were assigned for class. Catcher in the Rye, obviously, because misery loves company. Oh, Native Son, which I loved. Probably some Shakespeare and short stories? And that random unit on The Bible As Literature, i.e. Make Sure The Heathens Can Understand The Bible References In All The Other Books We're Going To Read.

Oh, I missed a couple of books from jr hs:

The Sun Also Rises and The Crucible.

We read To Kill A Mockingbird in 8th grade! My mother always thought that was way too young to read that book.

Years later, I have to agree.

I an currently the de facto librarian at my kids' school library, and it has all sorts of issues I have never dealt with as a professional librarian for college students. The big one is, figuring out which books in our donations are appropriate for the kids in the school. It's a K-6 school, but the 3rd-6th graders are gifted, and many of them are really excellent readers. We got boxes and boxes of ARCs from a local bookstore (woot!) but a bunch of them are YA, ranging from 12-up to 15-up recommendations on the covers. So I am setting them aside and need to figure out which are appropriate for 6th graders and which are not. It's a huge minefield (with parent viewpoints all over the map) that I have no training for (but public/school librarians do)! Also, my own kid is only 9, and there was very little YA when I was a kid (mostly those "my friend died of cancer" books and Forever by Judy Blume.) Argh. It would be helpful if I read/liked YA, but I do not.

We do already have copies of the Hunger Games trilogy and the kids are VERY interested in it, and most of them, including 4th and 5th graders, tell me they have already read it and/or seen the movie. But at least I know what that book is about and the issues in it.

how people in marginalized communities internalize majority culture views (in this novel, primarily about beauty and color) so deeply that the community begins to cannibalize its own

How can internalising the American ideal of beauty to the extreme which Pecola did *not* mean racism is bad?

if students reach the end of that book and don't understand that all of these characters are African American and/or mixed race, they've missed the entire book

There is no requirement for white people in a story about racism. Although there *are* white people in it, they could have been cut out, and it'd have been the same quantum level of horrifyingly racist.

Yeah, I read adult books from the time I discovered they wouldn't kick me out of that section at the library, so I am no help for appropriateness. I will say that reading age-inappropriate stuff did not scar my (conservative Christian sheltered) young self, it just mostly went over my head, or I squirreled it away for future investigation. I did revisit some of those books later, and they were revelatory, let me tell you.

Was Mr. Berryhill, by any chance, a hobbit himself?? That seems like a pretty hobbity name.

He would have been absolutely delighted to be called such, but he would have been a very tall, looming hobbit. He was very handy to have on hand when a teacher was needed to intimidate a football player who was acting up. His classroom was at the intersection of two main hallways, and hearing him bellow would make everyone freeze.

And that random unit on The Bible As Literature, i.e. Make Sure The Heathens Can Understand The Bible References In All The Other Books We're Going To Read.

That would have been useful to me.

The only age questionable thing I recall is Niecelet reading Johnny Got His Gun. But she rolled with it. Ad I'm not sure I'm old enough for that book.

In my high school Junior lit class, we read Upton Sinclair's The Jungle. There is nothing more depressing than that book.

I remember nothing else that we read except Great Expectations, and that one I remember because I read most of it aloud to the class. I didn't like the story but I liked reading it to them, and they liked it too.

The teacher had some idea that we should read other books besides the "classic" high school lit. So we read, apparently, totally forgettable books, and I've never read most of those classics. Oh, but Jane Eyre. Another depressing book. Codependence used to be an admirable trait in a woman. Well, still is, really.