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Sweets is Maleeka’s best friend. The girls did everything together until the year prior to the novel’s events, when Sweets started attending a better school across town. Maleeka also had the grades to go to the other school, but she froze during her interview because she didn’t feel that she belonged with the other girls, who were primarily white. Sweets now spends much of her time studying, leaving Maleeka to hang out with Charlese. Sweets also helps Maleeka get a haircut from her cousin Ronnie to boost her confidence.
Sweets Quotes in The Skin I’m In
The The Skin I’m In quotes below are all either spoken by Sweets or refer to Sweets. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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Chapter 8
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I didn’t plan it that way. I just froze, I guess. The school is so big. So clean. So fancy. And them girls…they looked like they come out of a magazine. Long, straight hair. Skin the color of potato chips and cashews and Mary Jane candies. No Almond Joy-colored girls like me. No gum-smacking, wisecracking girls from my side of town.
That didn’t bother Sweets none. She says she deserves to be in that school as much as anyone.
“You got the right color skin,” I said, poking her fat tan face.
“It’s not about color,” she said. “It’s how you feel about who you are that counts.”
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Sweets Quotes in The Skin I’m In
The The Skin I’m In quotes below are all either spoken by Sweets or refer to Sweets. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
).
Chapter 8
Quotes
I didn’t plan it that way. I just froze, I guess. The school is so big. So clean. So fancy. And them girls…they looked like they come out of a magazine. Long, straight hair. Skin the color of potato chips and cashews and Mary Jane candies. No Almond Joy-colored girls like me. No gum-smacking, wisecracking girls from my side of town.
That didn’t bother Sweets none. She says she deserves to be in that school as much as anyone.
“You got the right color skin,” I said, poking her fat tan face.
“It’s not about color,” she said. “It’s how you feel about who you are that counts.”
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