I went to jail last night. I went there to read.
Because, you know, reading.
If you know me, I’m probably on your list of Top 50 People Least Likely to Go to Jail, so I’ll share the backstory.
How it All Began.
When my parents retired, they returned from Washington, D.C., to their home in University Place, Washington (about an hour from Seattle). Their county, Pierce County, includes the city of Tacoma. Here are my parents and I before the westward migration.
The county’s juvenile detention facility is called Remann Hall. My parents have long been involved in issues related to children, education, and the court system.
My mother served as a Court Appointed Special Advocate for years, and my dad serves as a Community Accountability Board Member for a program that diverts youth from the juvenile justice system and helps facilitate the making of better choices.
How the Books Went to Jail.
When they came back to Washington (the West Coast edition), my mom’s friend, Pierce County Superior Court Judge Kitty-Ann van Doorninck, asked my mom this question:
Now that you’re retired, what are you going to do for kids?
And my mom said she wanted to start a book club for kids in detention, and Remann Hall Book Club began.
It started small, and by small I mean funded and run completely by my parents.
My dad is an accountant, and he was able to make them a 501(c)3. A couple of awesome bookstores in the area got involved, including the marvelous independent King’s Books.
Other people began to contribute money and books, as well as volunteer.
The Remann Hall Book Club has served nearly 800 youth since July of 2013. It meets twice a month, and this is how it works.
How it works.
My parents take copies of the book o’ the meeting over on the Monday before the meeting (the book club meets on Thursday nights). That may not seem like much time to read the book, but the youth have few demands on their time, and sometimes they read the books twice in the three days.
They meet with four groups of youth (two groups run simultaneously) in two hours.
When it Gets Really Cool.
The author Joe O’Neill came to the book club and met with the youth.
He is, by the way, very cool, as evidenced by the Black Ship Publishing site.
Even Scooby-Doo, Matthew Lillard came.
He is, by the way, very cool, as evidenced by his general hipsterness.
At Christmas, the youth get a gift. They get a book. No toys, no games, not even toiletries. They get a book. And they are grateful.
My parents make the Christmas party very cool, with cookies (quite the treat in detention) and a festive atmosphere. It’s set up like a bookstore, with lots of copies of fresh, yummy books.
Is that not off-the-scale cool?
How I Went to Jail.
My dad had back surgery, so I flew up to visit/help out. Book Club met while I was there, so off I went to jail. I swear it was the first time.
I was with a volunteer, and we met with six youth to discuss Wes Moore’s book The Other Wes Moore, while my mom met with the other groups, including the girls.
Most had read it. A couple of them came to book club but hadn’t been there long enough to read the book. They all get a free copy of it that they get to stamp “This book belongs to …” and take with them when they leave.
They often express surprise that people donate books and money so that they can have their own books to keep.
Aside from toiletries and paper, the books are their only private possessions. They have meaning to these kids.
My parents also bring lots of books kids can browse through and borrow. There is a Remann Hall Book Club library shelf there all of the time, too.
Oh, and they’re getting a Little Free Library for just outside the doors of the facility.
The awesomeness just grows.
Reading in Jail.
The book explores the lives of two young black men named Wes Moore whose lives began in very similar circumstances and took very different paths.
I taught high school English for years, so discussing books with teens is kind of my superpower. These kids blew me away. Here’s why:
- They really knew the book. At one point, I said, “There’s this part where they’re talking about expectations and the author says…” One boy interrupted and quoted three lines from the book. Verbatim. #mindblown
- We discussed deep themes of personal accountability, hypocrisy, fatherless families, the role of expectations, how friends can lead you astray, and more. These kids shared their deepest thoughts without fear of teasing from others in a way that was more supportive than any class I’ve seen.
- They eagerly turned to pages to point out and analyze text. They remembered details of the book in ways that shocked me. And I’m a gifted ed expert. A humbled gifted ed expert.
- After a particularly poignant moment when one boy, eyes shining with tears, talked about the impact of his own fatherless home, I asked him, “Will you be a good father?” He looked me in the eye in his jail jumpsuit, and he said with conviction, “I will be a good father. I will NEVER abandon my family.” I said, “I believe you.” And I do.
- They understood how you could end up feeling that your circumstances were beyond your ability to cope or manage them, yet not one of them ever made an excuse for their own behavior.
Had the author been there, I believe he would have been amazed. Or perhaps not. The entire book focuses on the idea that ability and intelligence are present across all demographics.
When it got exciting.
As we were wrapping up, there was a ruckus and the facility went on lockdown. We saw guards running like lightning towards one of the pods. The boys were hustled into their cells. The same boys who moments before were discussing literature at a level any high school teacher would be proud to facilitate were now locked up.
They’ve made bad choices, but they are, at heart, kids. Kids who can read hard books and find meaning and application in them for their own lives.
I left with a renewed appreciation for my parents, for the amazing people who work at Remann Hall who were, to a person, fabulous and kind and compassionate, and for the kids who have made bad choices and are paying for them.
It gets better.
I would like to give a shout out to the Juvenile Court of Pierce County, and a special shout-out to the evening detention shift supervisor, Matt Martin, as well as my parents, Craig and Margaret Ross. They are there for kids.
You can watch this video of one of the youths at Remann Hall and how his piano playing fills the halls with music.
P.S. If you think this is as cool as I do, and you’d like to help, please visit RemannHallBookClub or send donations to: