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The Beautiful Struggle (adapted for Young Adults)

Ta-Nehisi Coates

The Beautiful Struggle (adapted for Young Adults)

Nonfiction | Autobiography / Memoir | YA | Published in 2021

Plot Summary

Ta-Nehisi Coates's memoir recounts his coming of age in West Baltimore during the late 1980s and early 1990s, a period defined by the crack epidemic, surging violence, and the rise of Conscious hip-hop, politically aware rap focused on Black history and liberation. At the center of the story is the tension between Ta-Nehisi's dreamy, introverted nature and the relentless efforts of his father, Paul Coates, to prepare him for survival in a world that destroys young Black men.

Around age 10, Ta-Nehisi and his older brother Big Bill (William Jr.) were attacked on a Baltimore street by a crew from Murphy Homes, a notorious public housing project. Ta-Nehisi was cut off and struck but managed to outrun his attackers, calling Dad from a pay phone. Dad and Ma (Cheryl, Ta-Nehisi's mother) drove to rescue him. The family lived in a row house on Tioga Parkway, where Ta-Nehisi shared a room with Big Bill and baby brother Menelik. His older sisters, Kris and Kell, attended Howard University, the historically Black university in Washington, D.C. that the memoir calls "the Mecca." Ta-Nehisi was a dreamy child absorbed in comic books and encyclopedias, while Big Bill was confident and street-savvy.

Dad was a Vietnam veteran and former member of the Black Panther Party who worked at Howard's Moorland-Spingarn Research Center, the university's Black history archive, by day and ran Black Classic Press from the family basement at night, publishing forgotten works of Black scholarship. He had seven children by four women, an arrangement Ta-Nehisi describes as his earliest definition of family. Dad's own father was violently abusive and eventually abandoned him, trauma that fueled Dad's obsessive commitment to fathering but also made him a strict disciplinarian who mandated books, banned religion, and administered punishments ranging from lectures to belt whippings. He identified ages 12 through 18 as the critical danger zone for Black boys. It was 1986. Violence surged, with 250 Baltimoreans murdered that year. After the attack, Big Bill acquired a gun and began carrying it.

The crack epidemic dismantled the older codes of street conflict that had governed Dad's generation, replacing fistfights with lethal shootings. Coates describes "the Knowledge," the unwritten code of street survival governing how to walk, talk, dress, and respond to threats. Bill mastered this curriculum; Ta-Nehisi failed it. At Lemmel Middle School, Ta-Nehisi was placed in the gifted Marshall Team but slept through most classes. When the class forced him and a new student, Kwesi Smith, to fight, Kwesi slapped him across the jaw, marking him as the weakest target. He befriended Fruitie (Antwan Smith), another awkward gifted kid who fought back every time he was jumped. When a crew attacked them after school, Ta-Nehisi walked away and left Fruitie to fight alone. Fruitie's warm greeting the next day only deepened Ta-Nehisi's shame.

Coates deepens the portrait of fatherhood through Dad's backstory. Growing up in West Philadelphia, young Paul was once roughed up by neighborhood boys. His father sent him back out to fight, telling him to "pop him in the mouth and try to kill him" (58). Paul fought and won, not over his opponents but over his own fear, a victory he carried into parenting. Ta-Nehisi recalls a joyful early childhood on Barrington Road before financial problems forced the family to Tioga in 1984, where Dad intensified his regimen, assigning Black Classic books and putting Ta-Nehisi to work in the garage.

What transformed Ta-Nehisi was hip-hop. Big Bill brought home tapes of the Jungle Brothers, Big Daddy Kane, and Rakim, and the summer of 1988 marked a turning point when Public Enemy converted the music into political education. Bill and his friends formed a conscious rap group called the Foundation. At 12, Ta-Nehisi began writing his own rhymes, filling notebooks nightly. Through his father's library, which he now devoured voluntarily, he discovered the meaning of his name, an ancient Egyptian term for the Nubians, and reclaimed it from years of teasing. His Consciousness, a deep historical and political awareness of Black identity, bloomed.

In eighth grade, Ta-Nehisi acquired enough Knowledge to navigate the streets, joined a clique, and held his ground in his first real fight. He applied to Baltimore Polytechnic Institute (Poly), the city's most prestigious magnet school, and was accepted. Big Bill was also accepted to Howard. At Poly, Ta-Nehisi arrived full of promise but quickly self-destructed, failing three classes his first semester and ending the year by pushing his English teacher in the face. He was handcuffed, suspended, and beaten by Dad at home. His parents pleaded with the school to readmit him. That summer, Dad sent Ta-Nehisi to a camp run by NationHouse, a Conscious community in Washington, D.C. Kier Solomon, the son of family friend Jovett Solomon, accompanied him; Kier had become like a brother to Ta-Nehisi. The camp sat on Virginia land that included an unmarked slave graveyard and a path once walked by Gabriel Prosser, a leader of a slave rebellion. There, Ta-Nehisi became mesmerized by the djembe, a West African drum carved from wood and played with bare hands.

Ta-Nehisi and Kier underwent training for the Great Rites, a manhood initiation adapted from West African traditions, and Ta-Nehisi was inducted into the Ankobia, NationHouse's fraternal order. Dad moved the family to a large house in the county. Ta-Nehisi acquired a djembe and joined the Sankofa Dance Theater, a West African dance and drum company in Baltimore, though his playing produced only muddy sound for months. At Poly, he continued to flounder, failing three more classes. Dad sat him down: "Ta-Nehisi, you are a disgrace to this family's name" (131). The new dean granted mercy at his mother's appeal, and Ta-Nehisi improved briefly. However, a confrontation with a shop teacher led to another suspension, and a cafeteria fight with a classmate named Shawn left Ta-Nehisi hospitalized with staples in his head. His accumulated failures and confrontations with teachers resulted in permanent expulsion.

Exiled to Woodlawn High School, Ta-Nehisi began his senior year with a 1.8 GPA. Dad told him he had to leave the house after the school year. He bonded with Ebony Kelly, a Conscious classmate who had lost both parents to drugs and lived with a godmother. His drumming steadily improved, and Big Bill genuinely transformed at Howard, achieving a C-plus GPA. Ta-Nehisi raised his grades to a 2.4, became a peer counselor, and delivered a speech on Black nationalist leader Marcus Garvey at the school assembly. His English teacher, Mrs. Effron, told him he might have a gift for writing. Dad revealed he had begun a relationship with Jovett Solomon, and Ta-Nehisi, who had never expressed anger to his father, said nothing.

In his final months, Ta-Nehisi's drumming reached a new level. At Sankofa's spring recital, he took the lead djembe and played with an intensity that drenched his shirt. Ma had been waging a quiet campaign at Howard's admissions office, appearing weekly, invoking Dad's name and the three Coates children who had already attended. A fat acceptance packet arrived, and when Ma saw it, she laughed with pure joy. Ta-Nehisi told his parents he wanted to attend Morgan State instead, reluctant to leave his drumming community, but Dad delivered the verdict: "Ta-Nehisi. You're not going to thirteenth grade" (155).

The family drove to Howard and found Big Bill sitting on a wall outside the dorms, relaxed in a way Baltimore never allowed. Ta-Nehisi saw in his brother what his father always wanted: a man. The memoir closes with a scene from a Fourth of July cookout shortly before Ta-Nehisi's departure. The Coates household had never celebrated the holiday, and toy guns had always been forbidden. But the old rules were falling away. Ta-Nehisi spotted Menelik, small and shirtless, running through streams of water, clutching a tiny water pistol. Menelik found an oblivious target, smiled, and fired.

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