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Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry

Set in the 1930s, this novel follows the lives of a young African American family living in the rural South during the Great Depression. The story is narrated by Cassie Logan, a young girl who grows up witnessing the racial injustices and the resilience of her family and community. more

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Mildred D. Taylor
Mildred D. Taylor

Mildred D. Taylor is an American writer known for her profound insights into American black history. Her works primarily focus on the period of the American Civil War and Reconstruction, depicting the lives and struggles of African Americans during this time. Born on September 13, 1943, Taylor's works, including 'Let the Circle Be Unbroken,' have been praised for their authenticity and emotional depth. more

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