{"product_id":"merci-surez-cant-dance-isbn-9780763690502","title":"Merci Suárez Can't Dance","description":"\u003cb\u003eA \u003ci\u003eKirkus Reviews\u003c\/i\u003e Most Anticipated Book of 2021\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eIn Meg Medina’s follow-up to her Newbery Medal–winning novel, Merci takes on seventh grade, with all its travails of friendship, family, love—and finding your rhythm.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSeventh grade is going to be a real trial for Merci Suárez. For science she’s got no-nonsense Mr. Ellis, who expects her to be a smart as her brother, Roli. She’s been assigned to co-manage the tiny school store with Wilson Bellevue, a boy she barely knows, but whom she might actually like. And she’s tangling again with classmate Edna Santos, who is bossier and more obnoxious than ever now that she is in charge of the annual Heart Ball. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOne thing is for sure, though: Merci Suárez can’t dance—not at the Heart Ball or anywhere else. Dancing makes her almost as queasy as love does, especially now that Tía Inés, her merengue-teaching aunt, has a new man in her life. Unfortunately, Merci can’t seem to avoid love \u003ci\u003eor\u003c\/i\u003e dance for very long. She used to talk about everything with her grandfather, Lolo, but with his Alzheimer’s getting worse each day, whom can she trust to help her make sense of all the new things happening in her life? The Suárez family is back in a touching, funny story about growing up and discovering love’s many forms, including how we learn to love and believe in ourselves.Merci returns for another year of challenges and triumphs at home and at Seaward Pines Academy...Merci’s maturity and growth are as engaging and compelling as they were in the author’s Newbery Medal winner, \u003ci\u003eMerci Suárez Changes Gears \u003c\/i\u003e(2018). The cast is broadly diverse; Merci and her family are Cuban American, Edna is Dominican, and Creole and Cajun Wilson has a physical disability. \u003cb\u003eAn uplifting sequel told with heart and humor\u003c\/b\u003e.\u003cbr\u003e—Kirkus Reviews (starred review)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn this sequel to the Newbery-winning Merci Suárez Changes Gears (2018), 12-year-old Merci takes on growing responsibilities both within her family and as a seventh-grader...Filled with the familiar, laugh-out-loud humor from the first title, this sequel will quickly pull readers, both returning and new, into Merci’s world... Fans of Merci will root for her as they are immersed in her \u003cb\u003evibrant \u003c\/b\u003eworld full of unique characters and heartfelt surprises.\u003cbr\u003e—Booklist (starred review)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNewbery Medalist Medina artfully chronicles another year of highs and lows in the life of Cuban American middle schooler Merci Suárez via this winning sequel to \u003ci\u003eMerci Suárez Changes Gears\u003c\/i\u003e. . . Medina continues to build on the \u003cb\u003estellar \u003c\/b\u003echaracter work of the first book, balancing laugh-out-loud one-liners (“Buy a Heart Ball ticket if you have absolutely nothing better to do in this sad life”) with vulnerability. . . This is a sequel of the finest quality, perfectly capturing the feelings of awkward first crushes (“Did he say I look nice? Or did he say I look like a rodent? I can’t decide”) and evolving friendships.\u003cbr\u003e—Publishers Weekly (starred review)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMerci navigates the troubles of home and seventh grade – and the gap between the two – with her\u003cb\u003e irresistible combination of spirit and heart \u003c\/b\u003ein this follow-up to the Newbery-winning \u003ci\u003eMerci Suárez Changes Gears\u003c\/i\u003e (rev. 9\/18). . . . Her relationships at school strengthen, to mirror the bonds she has with her family at home, and when school and home lives merge, Merci discovers the best way to manage change is with a bit of bravery, a welcoming attitude, and people you trust.\u003cbr\u003e—The Horn Book (starred review)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe follow-up to Meg Medina's 2019 Newbery Medal-winning novel, Merci Suárez Changes Gears, is \u003cb\u003ea joyous celebration of family and friendship\u003c\/b\u003e. . . . Growing up is tough stuff, but Medina resolves conflict with unflinching honesty and the joy that comes with dancing. Ultimately, the hard lessons reinforce the heart of who Merci is: \"I'm Team Suárez and we don't back down.\" Merci is brave, spirited and impossible to forget.\u003cbr\u003e—Shelf Awareness (starred review)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNow in seventh grade, Merci Suárez finds that a new school year means new responsibilities and challenges. . .The struggles with friendships, responsibility, school, crushes, and jealousy that Merci and her friends face will strike a chord with many readers. . .The plot moves along at a consistent and page-turning pace, and as usual Medina’s\u003cb\u003e characters are excellently written and developed\u003c\/b\u003e. Medina also touches on racism and how shared cultural heritage can bring people together unexpectedly. . . Fans of Merci Suárez Changes Gears will love watching how Merci and those around her grow. This sequel doesn’t disappoint and is \u003cb\u003ean essential purchase\u003c\/b\u003e for all collections.\u003cbr\u003e—School Library Journal\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMerci continues to be a \u003cb\u003evivid and dimensional\u003c\/b\u003e character, strong-minded and capable but also believably twelve (her mother asks the inevitable question “What’s wrong with you these days?”) and credibly nervous about moving out of her comfort zone. . . . The book is dedicated to “Merci fans who wanted to know what happened next,” and hopefully there are more volumes of “next” to come for sparky Merci.\u003cbr\u003e—Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn ‘Merci Suárez Can’t Dance’ (Candlewick, 384 pages, $17.99), life for Merci hasn’t changed much on the outside, but inside things are astir. . . . This novel, like the first, makes a point of modeling a strong and loving family life for readers ages 9-13. People in the Suárez households work hard, help one another and defer gratification.\u003cbr\u003e—The Wall Street Journal\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis novel may remind you of how important family is when you’re going through a tough time. It also includes great examples of the power of teamwork.\u003cbr\u003e—The Week Junior\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis is a \u003cb\u003eheartwarming \u003c\/b\u003ebook about a beautiful family and a young girl trying to make sense of middle grade.\u003cbr\u003e—Book Riot\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe follow-up novel to the Newbery award-winning book, \u003ci\u003eMerci Suárez Changes Gears\u003c\/i\u003e, takes readers into seventh grade with Merci on a new heartwarming adventure. With a new school year comes new challenges and new friendships as she plans the annual Heart Ball for her entire school.\u003cbr\u003e—Brightly\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMeg Medina is the author I studied, and still study, to learn how to write for children. Her ear is \u003cb\u003eimpeccable\u003c\/b\u003e; the way she captures not only dialogue but also communicates adolescent feelings without being condescending nor pitching extra soft softballs. Few people get the balance of writing \u003ci\u003eabout\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003efor\u003c\/i\u003e teens right.\u003cbr\u003e—Elizabeth Acevedo, New York Times bestselling author\u003cb\u003eMeg Medina\u003c\/b\u003e is a former National Ambassador for Young People’s Literature and the author of the Newbery Medal winner and Kirkus Prize finalist \u003ci\u003eMerci Suárez Changes Gears\u003c\/i\u003e, as well as its sequels, \u003ci\u003eMerci Suárez Can’t Dance \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eMerci Suárez Plays It Cool\u003c\/i\u003e. She is the author of the young adult novels \u003ci\u003eBurn Baby Burn\u003c\/i\u003e, which was long-listed for the National Book Award, short-listed for the Kirkus Prize, and a finalist for the \u003ci\u003eLos Angeles Times\u003c\/i\u003e Book Prize; \u003ci\u003eYaqui Delgado Wants to Kick Your Ass\u003c\/i\u003e, winner of a Pura Belpré Author Award; and \u003ci\u003eThe Girl Who Could Silence the Wind\u003c\/i\u003e, a Bank Street College Best Children’s Book of the Year. Her picture books include \u003ci\u003eNo More Señora Mimí\u003c\/i\u003e, illustrated by Brittney Cicchese; \u003ci\u003eEvelyn Del Rey Is Moving Away\u003c\/i\u003e, illustrated by Sonia Sánchez; \u003ci\u003eMango, Abuela, and Me\u003c\/i\u003e, illustrated by Angela Dominguez, which was both a Pura Belpré Author and Illustrator Award Honor Book; and \u003ci\u003eTía Isa Wants a Car\u003c\/i\u003e, illustrated by Claudio Muñoz, which won the Ezra Jack Keats Writer Award. The daughter of Cuban immigrants, Meg Medina lives in Richmond, Virginia.\u003cb\u003eChapter 1\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo think, only yesterday I was in chancletas, sipping lemonade and watching my twin cousins run through the sprinkler in the yard. Now, I’m here in Mr. ­Patchett’s class, sweating in my polyester school blazer and waiting for this torture to be over.\u003cbr\u003e   We’re only halfway through ­health and PE when he adjusts his tight collar and says, “Time to go.”\u003cbr\u003e   I stand up and push in my chair, like we’re always supposed to, grateful that picture day means that class ends early. At least we won’t have to start reading the first chapter in the textbook: “I’m OK, You’re OK: On ­Differences as We ­Develop.”\u003cbr\u003e   ­Gross.\u003cbr\u003e   “­Coming, Miss ­Suárez?” he asks me as he flips off the lights.\u003cbr\u003e   That’s when I realize I’m the only one still waiting for him to tell us to line up. ­Everyone else has already headed out the door.\u003cbr\u003e   This is \u003ci\u003esixth \u003c\/i\u003egrade, so there won’t be one of the PTA moms walking us down to the photographer. Last year, our escort pumped us up by gushing the ­whole way about how handsome and beautiful we all looked on the first day of school, which was a stretch since a few of us had mouthfuls of braces or big gaps between our front teeth.\u003cbr\u003e   But that’s over now. Here at ­Seaward ­Pines ­Academy, sixth-graders don’t have the same teacher all day, like Miss ­Miller in the fifth grade. Now we have homerooms and lockers. We switch classes. We can finally try out for sports teams.\u003cbr\u003e   And we know how to get ourselves down to picture day just ­fine —​­ ​­or at least the rest of my class does. I grab my new book bag and hurry out to join the others.\u003cbr\u003e   It’s a wall of heat out here. It won’t be a far walk, but August in ­Florida is brutal, so it doesn’t take long for my glasses to fog up and the curls at my ­temples to spring into tight coils. I try my best to stick to the shade near the building, but it’s hopeless. The slate path that winds to the front of the gym cuts right across the quad, where there’s not a ­single scrawny palm tree to shield us. It makes me wish we had one of those ­thatch-​­roof walkways that my grandfather Lolo can build out of fronds.\u003cbr\u003e   “How do I look?” someone asks.\u003cbr\u003e   I dry my lenses on my shirttail and glance over. We’re all in the same uniform, but some of the girls got special hairdos for the occasion, I notice. A few were even ­flat-​­ironed; you can tell from the ­little burns on their necks. Too bad they don’t have some of my curls. Not that everyone appreciates them, of course. Last year, a kid named ­Dillon said I look like a lion, which was fine with me, since I love those big cats. Mami is always nagging me about keeping it out of my eyes, but she doesn’t know that hiding behind it is the best part. This morning, she slapped a ­school-​­issue headband on me. All it’s done so far is give me a headache and make my glasses sit crooked.\u003cbr\u003e   “Hey,” I say. “It’s a broiler out here. I know a shortcut.”\u003cbr\u003e   The girls stop in a glob and look at me. The path I’m pointing to is clearly marked with a sign.\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eMaintenance crews only. \u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eNo students beyond this point.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   No one in this crowd is much for breaking ­rules, but sweat is already beading above their glossed lips, so maybe they’ll be ­sensible. They’re looking to one another, but mostly to Edna ­Santos.\u003cbr\u003e   “Come on, Edna,” I say, deciding to go straight to the top. “It’s faster, and we’re melting out here.”\u003cbr\u003e   She frowns at me, considering the options. She may be a teacher’s pet, but I’ve seen Edna bend a ­rule or two. ­Making faces outside our classroom if she’s on a bathroom pass. ­Changing an answer for a friend when we’re ­self-​­checking a quiz. How much worse can this be?\u003cbr\u003e   I take a step closer. Is she taller than me now? I pull back my shoulders just in case. She looks older somehow than she did in June, when we were in the same class. ­Maybe it’s the blush on her cheeks or the mascara that’s making ­little raccoon ­circles under her eyes? I try not to stare and just go for the big guns.\u003cbr\u003e   “You want to look sweaty in your picture?” I say.\u003cbr\u003e \u003ci\u003e­   Cha-​­ching.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   In no time, I’m leading the pack of us along the gravel path. We cross the maintenance parking lot, dodging debris. Back here is where ­Seaward hides the riding mowers and all the other untidy equipment they need to make the campus look like the brochures. Papi and I parked here last summer when we did some painting as a trade for our book fees. I don’t tell anyone that, though, because Mami says it’s “a private matter.” But mostly, I keep quiet because I’m trying to erase the memory. ­Seaward’s gym is ginormous, so it took us three ­whole days to paint it. Plus, our school colors are ­fire-​­engine red and gray. You know what happens when you stare at bright red too long? You start to see green balls in front of your eyes every time you look away. \u003ci\u003eHmpf. \u003c\/i\u003eTry doing detail work in that blinded condition. For all that, the school should give me and my brother, Roli, a ­whole library, not just a few measly textbooks. Papi had other ideas, of course. “Do a good job in here,” he insisted, “so they know we’re serious ­people.” I hate when he says that. Do ­people think we’re clowns? It’s like we’ve always got to prove something.\u003cbr\u003e   ­Anyway, we make it to the gym in half the time. The back door is propped open, the way I knew it would be. The head custodian keeps a milk crate jammed in the door frame so he can read his paper in peace when no one’s looking.\u003cbr\u003e   “This way,” I say, using my take-charge voice. I’ve been trying to perfect it, since it’s never too early to work on your corporate leadership skills, according to the manual Papi got in the mail from the chamber of commerce, along with the ­what-​­to-​­do-​­in-​­a-​­hurricane guidelines.\u003cbr\u003e   So far, it’s working. I walk us along back rooms and even past the boys’ locker room, which smells like bleach and dirty socks. When we reach a set of ­double doors, I pull them open proudly. I’ve saved us all from that awful trudge through the heat.\u003cbr\u003e   “­Ta-​­da,” I say.\u003cbr\u003e   ­Unfortunately, as soon as we step inside, it’s obvious that I’ve landed us all in ­hostile territory.\u003cbr\u003e   The older grades have gathered on this side of the gym for picture day, and the door’s loud squeak has made everyone turn in our direction to stare. They don’t look happy to have “the ­little kids” in their midst. My mouth goes dry. They’re a lot bigger than we are, for one thing. ­Ninth-graders at least. I look around for my brother, hoping for some cover, but then I remember that Roli got his fancy senior portraits taken in July at a nice ­air-​­conditioned studio at the mall. He won’t be in here at all today. He’ll be helping in the science lab, as usual, and working on all his college applications in between.\u003cbr\u003e   So here we are, trapped thanks to me.","brand":"Candlewick","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46304549699813,"sku":"NP9780763690502","price":18.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780763690502.jpg?v=1767732569","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/merci-surez-cant-dance-isbn-9780763690502","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}