I felt as worthless as the junk in my trash bagonce again, I was the one being tossed out and thrown away Taken from her mother when she was scarcely four years old, Rhodes Courter spent the next nine years in foster care withthan a dozen so called mothers Some were kind, she acknowledges, a few were quirky and onewas as wicked as a fairy tale witch She names names in this memoir, which is also a searing indictment of an often sadly deficient system of child care Given her experiences, one can understand why she is angry and often bitter, but the unrelieved stridency of her tone makes for sometimes difficult reading Nevertheless, she gives a voice to countless thousands of children who continue to be abused, abandoned, and ignored, and one hopes her bookwill make a positive difference in their lives Grades Michael CartQuiet scenes cut deepest the author s description of her only after school visit to a friend s home lingers heartbreakingly in one s mind This gifted young writer s moving and eye opening story will especially appeal to fans of Jeannette Walls s The Glass Castle and David Pelzer s autobiographical books School Library Journal