The Privilege of Youth: A Teenager's Story

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From A Child Called “It” to The Lost Boy, from A Man Named Dave to Help Yourself, Dave Pelzer’s inspirational books have helped countless others triumph over hardship and misfortune.  In The Privilege of Youth, he shares the missing chapter of his life: as a boy on the threshold of adulthood.  With sensitivity and insight, he recounts the relentless taunting he endured from bullies; but he also describes the thrill of making his first real friends—some of whom he still shares close relationships with ...

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From A Child Called “It” to The Lost Boy, from A Man Named Dave to Help Yourself, Dave Pelzer’s inspirational books have helped countless others triumph over hardship and misfortune.  In The Privilege of Youth, he shares the missing chapter of his life: as a boy on the threshold of adulthood.  With sensitivity and insight, he recounts the relentless taunting he endured from bullies; but he also describes the thrill of making his first real friends—some of whom he still shares close relationships with today.  He writes about the simple pleasures of exploring his neighborhood, while trying to forget the hell waiting for him at home.

From high school to a world beyond the four walls that were his prison for so many years, The Privilege of Youth bravely and compassionately charts this crucial turning point in Dave Pelzer’s life and will inspire a whole new generation of readers.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781616791582
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA) Incorporated
  • Publication date: 12/28/2004
  • Pages: 240

Meet the Author

Dave Pelzer

Dave Pelzer is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of A Child Called “It", The Lost Boy, A Man Named Dave, Help Yourself, and The Privilege of Youth. He travels more than 250 days a year throughout the nation speaking to large groups of youth and adults on the topics of resilience and overcoming obstacles.  He has appeared on the Oprah Winfrey Show, Larry King Live, and The Montel Williams Show, among other national shows.


Dave Pelzer has experienced a truly extraordinary life. As a child, he endured the horrors of child abuse, which included physical torture, mental cruelty, and near starvation. Upon Dave's rescue, he was identified as one of the most severely abused children in California's history. At age 12, Dave's teachers risked their careers to notify the authorities and saved his life. Upon Dave's removal, he was made a ward of the court and placed in foster care until he enlisted in the U. S. Air Force at age 18. As a young adult Dave was determined to better himself—no matter what the odds.

As a member of the armed forces, Dave was handpicked to midair-refuel the highly secretive SR-71 Blackbird and the F-117 Stealth Fighter, which played a major role in Operations Just Cause, Desert Shield, and Desert Storm.

Some of Dave's distinctive accomplishments have been recognized through a number of awards, as well as personal commendations from Presidents Reagan, Bush, and Clinton. In 1990, he was the recipient of the J. C. Penney Golden Rule Award, making him the California Volunteer of the Year. In 1993, Dave was honored as one of the Ten Outstanding Young Americans. He joins a distinguished group of alumni that include: John F. Kennedy, Richard Nixon, Anne Bancroft, Orson Welles, Walt Disney, and Nelson Rockefeller. In 1994, Dave was the only American to be honored as one of The Outstanding Young Persons of the World. He also carried the coveted Centennial flame for the 1996 Olympics.

Dave's incredible life story was featured on The Oprah Winfrey Show, The Montel Williams Show, Sally Jessy, Leeza Gibbons, and Barbara Walters's The View.

Dave is one of the few personalities who pay homage to educators, social services, foster care, law enforcement, and volunteers—those who make a difference in the lives of children. On the road over 250 days of the year, Dave offers programs for corporate groups, human services, and youth-at-risk. Dave's experience includes: Juvenile Hall Counselor, Youth Service Worker, Troy State University (human services studies), National Advisor, Missing Youth Foundation, Board of Directors, Foster Care ILP, and Certified Correctional Custody Program Facilitator.

Dave's unique and intriguing outlook on life, coupled with his Robin Williams-like wit and sense of humor, entertain and encourage men and women to overcome any obstacle while living life to its fullest. Dave is a living testament of resilience, faith in humanity, and personal responsibility. This is what makes him one of the most exceptional and unequaled entities of today. As an author, educator, and consultant, Dave has dedicated his life helping others…to help themselves.

Author biography courtesy of Dave Pelzer's official web site.

Good To Know

Pelzer is one of the only authors to have four books simultaneously on the New York Times bestseller list, and the first author to have three books simultaneously on this list in trade paperback.

He is the only author to date to have four No. 1 international bestsellers to his credit.

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    1. Also Known As:
      David J. Pelzer
    2. Hometown:
      Rancho Mirage, California
    1. Date of Birth:
    2. Place of Birth:
      Daly City, California
    1. Education:
      High School equivalency certificate
    2. Website:

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The Privilege of Youth

By Dave Pelzer

Plume Books

Copyright © 2004 Dave Pelzer
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0452286298

Chapter One

A Good Man's Departure

April 21, 1999, 2:35 a.m.-It's been a long four days. In the last ninety-six hours I've crisscrossed the country, traveling to five states, and have only been able to steal seven hours of sleep. I pride myself on a strong work ethic, but now my body is on the verge of collapse. What began as a slight quiver last week has now become an uncontrollable seizure of my right hand. I've been able to hide it in public by casually placing one hand on top of the other or making a tight fist behind my back until the tremors pass. But now in the nearly freezing weather of Northern Ohio, for the life of me I cannot steady my hand so I can insert the stupid key into the doorknob of my motel room. After three attempts my patience erodes to the point that I begin mumbling a string of off-color language to the howling wind. Huffing, I slide off my computer case, which contains my hefty laptop, and my worn overstuffed satchel from my left shoulder. Steadying myself, my left hand gently clutches my right one just below the wrist and, after another few stabs with the gold-colored key, I'm finally able to fling open the door to my humble room.

I've been on the road for twenty-one days, with another twenty-three days to go before I can catch a glimmer of my fiancie's face, capturethe fragrance from her long auburn hair, let alone hold her by my side in the middle of the night. Looking up at the darkened sky I search to find the North Star, knowing that my teenage son, Stephen, is somewhere on the other side of the country in the middle of a deep slumber. He's about to begin baseball season. How I love to watch that boy play. I can visualize the countless times Stephen would be up at bat, and how I would stand behind the batting cage as if I were him, a child, living an endless stream of days filled with wonder. I'd dissect the grip on Stephen's blue-colored bat and how he would twirl it in the air like a helicopter, his body positioned to hit, and the way he'd shake his little butt. I'd always burst with excitement whenever I heard the distinctive crack from the bat as the baseball sailed deep into the lush green field. I never really had the chance to play baseball as a kid. My thoughts begin to escape me, but I instantly slam that door shut. The intensity of my career coupled with my self-imposed mental compartmentalization is protection for me. I do so by remaining rigidly focused when out on the road. I know from past brief lapses that if I let down my guard for even a few moments, I will cry a river of tears from missing those I love. I also place a great deal of responsibility on myself that borders at times on anxiety-worrying about oversleeping or missing a flight, driving hundreds of miles in the middle of the night with bewildering, mind-numbing directions, or my biggest fear of not "being there" and not giving my absolute best to so many folks who invite me into their communities and organizations.

April is Child Abuse Prevention Awareness month and I dedicate myself to this cause by traveling from one end of the country to the other, working with teens and adults to help them focus on harvesting their inner strength to overcome a horrendous past, praising those who protect and work with those at risk, and providing all-day workshops on the psychology and resilience of this subject. Today my day began at three in the morning, taping a few radio interviews over the phone, before studying for my eight-hour workshop. Then with the program completed, books signed, and encouragement offered to those struggling with difficult situations, I raced to the airport, completely exhausted, changed clothes in the confines of the airport bathroom stall, and hopped on a plane, arriving just in time to speak at a fund-raiser for a local Boys & Girls club, before catching my final flight of the day in order to start all over again and drive somewhere in the middle of Northern Ohio. As always, when my adrenaline fades it's instantly replaced with a crushing force of exhaustion. At least now, whenever I make my midnight trek, I have sense enough to drive with the air conditioner on, the windows rolled down, and the voice of a local radio talk show host ranting at full volume. Being on the road over two hundred days a year, I have an intense fear of falling asleep behind the wheel ... again. The last time I nodded off, God must have been watching over me. At full speed and with me dead to the world my rental car crossed the median. I awoke just in time to gaze up at what looked like a pair of headlights belonging to some gigantic UFO about to make contact with my car. Through sheer luck and stupidity, I mashed down on the accelerator, missing the semi truck just enough that the car shook from its wake, while I emptied my lungs chanting, "Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

Before closing the door of my room, I look at the car and smile. After heaving my two mammoth-sized travel bags on the bed, I survey my home for the next few hours: a clean, pine-scented setting, a small worn bed, a fresh set of towels, and a phone. I can't ask for anything more, except for a working heater ... which refuses to do anything but pump in air that is somehow colder than outside. I'm too tired to care so I simply give up. Anyway, I tell myself that by the time the room warms up, I would have already taken a quick nap, showered, shaved, repacked, and would be on my way to work. After unpacking, I sit on the edge of the bed then notice the telephone's blinking orange light. I figure it's probably my sponsor, who's being courteous, to invite me out to dinner.

Dinner. Food. Sleep. For me these are luxuries I can rarely afford. I am always in a frantic state whenever I speak in front of an audience, to the point that I cannot keep anything down. I try to hide my fear, but there have been occasions when my clients who set up the programs can see my apprehension that sometimes brims to the surface. Then, when I fly out again, for some reason my stomach is still in knots. The only solution: I rarely eat. At least yesterday I was able to gulp down some o.j. between my two morning radio shows. Only after I am through for the day, which can be late into the evening, do I reward myself by roaming through the empty streets, searching for a bite to eat. On rare occasions I actually indulge myself with a real sit-down dinner. And when I do, I savor every bite of every morsel. For me, hunger is another switch I'm able to turn off at will. It's a trick I learned many, many years ago.

I know in my heart that I have the most honorable motives for my oddities. I have a revolting past that at times still terrifies me to the core. But yet every day I have to crawl back into the darkest recesses of my former life for the sole purpose of qualifying my message. I usually need to "go there" three, four, five times a day, or more, pouring out my soul, exposing every fiber of my being, in the vain hope of encouraging and praising others. Since the birth of my son, I woke up to some of the atrocities around me and decided to make a difference, as so many other individuals did for me years ago. Those two primary reasons are why I push myself. If it wasn't for the invaluable assistance of others, I was destined to be doomed.

With the two fluffed pillows I jammed behind my lower back, I snatch a file and scrutinize every piece of information I can digest for today's first program. I pride myself on knowing my presentation backward and forward yet being completely spontaneous, so I can give the program without the aid of a single note. I make a quick mental note that my day will begin with my first radio interview-which is less than two hours from now-and my last program will probably end somewhere around nine, nine-thirty tonight ... which means I'll most likely crawl back to my motel room around eleven-thirty. I'm thankful I won't have to drive somewhere else in the middle of the night. At least tomorrow, tonight, my mind corrects, I can get some sleep, grab a Big Mac, and pray that my boxer shorts and my socks that I'll soon wash in the sink will be completely dry before I carefully and painstakingly repack every article in its place; assurance that I'll be able to carry my necessities for the next round of flights.

After studying my folder and going over the exact sequence of what to speak on, I allow myself the pleasure of flipping on the news on television. Since Stephen and I love the same baseball team, catching an update allows me a chance of being just a little closer to my son. Because I have little trust in the ancient alarm clock or the clerk at the registration desk who looks like she can slip into a coma at any minute, I set my mental clock to wake me up in just under ninety minutes, which is more than enough time for me to recharge my batteries and give the day every ounce of myself. Before dozing off I clasp my hands together and mumble through my prayers. Although I desperately miss my family and push myself to extremes, I do love my life and all it entails.

Slipping away I feel the tension ease throughout the length of my body. I catch a final glimpse of the television and decide I'm too lazy to switch it off. I let go of my right hand as the shaking subsides. My mind plays a mental tape of children running in the sunshine with their hands raised in the air as if playing a game of cops and robbers. My dream tells me it must be a serious game, since no one is laughing. From somewhere a dull ring penetrates my dream. I think it's part of my dream and try to ignore the sound, but the ringing continues to become louder and sharper until I bolt upright in the bed thinking I somehow overslept and committed my own cardinal sin of being late. But the alarm clock reads just after three in the morning. I've only been asleep for about eight minutes. Though the ringing from the telephone continues, I become entranced by the television set displaying my dream. I can't seem to understand why children are being marched outside in single file with their hands thrust in the air while an army of police officers have seemingly quarantined the entire area. The commentator dispels my ignorance. "Oh my God!" I whisper. "I can't believe it!"

As I shake my head, denying the tragedy in front of my eyes, I stretch to grab the phone. Before I can place the receiver to my ear, the voice of my fiancie, Marsha, screams, "Thank God! I've been trying to reach you! Have you heard?" Marsha, a lady of absolute grace, who directs the entire operation of our frantic, hypersonic-speed office, and who keeps everything under control, is now on the verge of panic. "Where have you been?! I've been trying to reach you.... Have you heard?"

Turning back to the catastrophe in front of me, I nod my head up and down. Still mesmerized by the television, with every ounce of my being depleted, I reply in stoic short sentences. "Um, sorry. My cell-phone battery ran down. I just came in a few minutes ago. I didn't want to call you and wake you up.... Yeah, I'm seeing it on TV now. My God, I ... I can't believe it.... How could this have happened?"

"No, it's not that! I'm not calling about the shooting...." Her voice then softens to a whisper. "You don't know. You haven't heard?" I can hear the pace of Marsha's breathing pick up. "Are you sitting down?"

My heart jumps to marathon speed. My vision is suddenly clear and my mind wide awake. The receiver of my phone strikes the side of my head from my trembling hand. I think it, but can't form the words. Shutting my eyes, my worst nightmare has come true. With perfect clarity, I picture Stephen's bright eyes and wide smile.

One step ahead of my terror Marsha calmly states, "It's not Stephen. Stephen's fine. He's okay. And I know you're exhausted, so please, just tell me you're sitting down." My brain now tallies a long list starting with my oldest brother, Ron, whom I haven't seen or spoken to directly in over eight years. I fear that Ron, a police officer of over twenty years, had been shot in the line of duty. My first thought is to throw everything into the rental car and race back to the airport, catching the first flight to ...

"Dave," Marsha interrupts, "Dan Brazell passed away."

With my free hand I pound my knee as I slowly rock back and forth on the side of the bed. "... should have known. I should have known. It's not like it's my first time with this ... I ... I should have ... have known."

"I'm so sorry," Marsha cries. "Dan, he was like a father to you, wasn't he?"

"Yeah," I choke up. "Dan's the kind of father any kid would have wanted for a dad."

"Was he that sick?"

"No! He was sick, yeah, but, uhh, last time I saw Dan, um ... was the day he went to the doctor to get a clean

bill of health. At least that's what he told me when I called later that day. I can't believe it. I just saw Dan right before Christmas. He looked, fine, so good...." As my voice rambled on, I kept repeating in my mind that it seemed only yesterday that I had just seen him.

Within minutes Marsha eased me back to normalcy. I almost had a clean getaway but, before saying good-bye, I fibbed that I was getting enough sleep and eating well. Marsha worries about me and constantly lectures me on taking care of myself. After hanging up the phone with Marsha, I dialed one of the only telephone numbers I knew by heart since I was a young teen: the Brazell family. I left a brief message, replaced the phone in its cradle, then lay back on the bed while listening to the howling wind as it seeped through the gaps in the wall of my motel room. Closing my eyes I could see the man who, in an odd sense, had played the role of my father since the days I was a frightened and, at times, manic teenager in foster care. The same man who guided me into adulthood, and who years later held my own son, Stephen, in his mighty arms.

Due to my frantic lifestyle and my own home being hours away from his, I never had the chance to see Dan as much as I wanted to. Our last encounter almost never happened. After leaving my two-bedroom condominium at three in the morning in order to make the drive down to the San Francisco Bay Area to have my unique sports car serviced by the dealer-who claimed they needed the vehicle all day-I was surprised when the maintenance was completed hours earlier. When I phoned Dan, he seemed reluctant to see me. Baiting him, I told Dan I had something to show him. The last time I said something like that to him I was eighteen and showed up in the neighborhood in a brand-new Corvette that the car dealership I had worked for loaned me for becoming salesman of the month.

The first thing I noticed about Dan when I saw him was how tired and thinner he looked since our last visit. But his smile for me never waned.


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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 24, 2011

    sorta of expensive

    sort of alot ofmoney for a book like tt but the book was good and its very inspratial

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 27, 2012

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    Dave Pelzer's books are excellent to read and understand. This

    Dave Pelzer's books are excellent to read and understand. This type of
    abuse happens more times than anyone wants to believe. I spoke with a
    victim of child sexual abuse and she said one of the reasons she didn't
    tell is because what he did to her was so horrific that she didn't think
    anyone would believe her! And she was probably right - she is an adult
    now. I applaud Mr. Pelzer for having the courage that it must've taken
    to write and publish these books, and I thank him for helping me to
    learn and understand child abuse a bit better. If we can all start to
    talk about it more openly with our children and create an enviornment in
    which they feel safe (I don't think children who are being abused ever
    feel totally safe) to bring up such topics, maybe some will tell. We
    have to keep learning and we have to pull our heads out ot the sand and
    acknowledge what happens to our children, otherwise we can't help them.
    I just read a book called "Daddy's Hands," by Rita Makela.
    This story is about a little girl who is getting sexually abused. It is
    well written and it takes you into the mind of a little girl who is
    living through that type of trauma. It is so hard to comprehend how
    someone could do such things to children, but they do. Be warned,
    though, "Daddy's Hands" is very realistic, blunt, raw, and has
    several explicitly sexual scenes in them. They are disturbing to read,
    but so helpful to understanding.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 3, 2009

    February 3rd 2009, "The Privilege of Youth" review

    The book ¿The Privilege of Youth¿ by Dave Pelzer is a great book. Although it is based on emotional and moving events, there are many exhilarating moments. <BR/><BR/> After years of yearning for friendship and acceptance Dave manages to find it with two other kids names Paul and David. Not only is Dave extremely close to them, but he is also very close to their parents. In his view they are like family because they have always been there for him like a real family would.<BR/><BR/>I would highly recommend this book to people still struggling to get past an atrocious past or anyone who would want to read an outstanding novel. I personally enjoy this book because it¿s incomparable to other novels. The reason I think this story is so distinct is because it can relate to people more, also because not only is it a true story, but because it carries a wide variety of genres such as, humor, drama, suspense, and adventure. <BR/><BR/> I have read almost all of Dave Pelzer¿s books and this one stands out to me the most because it¿s so fascinating. Once I started to read it, it was tough putting it back down. Overall, I think that this book is remarkable and inspiring and I think that everyone should read it.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 6, 2007

    An Arm To Help You Up

    David Pelzer is a kid trying to find who he is in life. He gets transferred from home to home because he is a foster kid. He finally settles with the Welshes on a street called Duinsmoore Way and his childhood is started. He feels the freedom of a teenager and the consequences of his risk taking. He settles in and makes friends and feels what love is like. He is about to turn eighteen and wonders what he will do for the rest of his life and decides to join the Air Force. I liked the author showed how he felt on things he was going through and put detail into it so that the reader can feel what he is feeling. I liked how he gave examples to relate to every teenage life to show people that read it that teenagers have a hard time in their own life. I felt the author was honest. When Pelzer was a kid, I felt that Pelzer had too much pride which got him into trouble. He learned that peer pressure can get yourself into trouble. That was the only thing I did not like in the book, but all teenagers make mistakes and I liked that Pelzer showed that in his work. I liked that Pelzer put his phases in order when he was a teenager. He showed that he went through girls, cars, money, pride, and being a rebel. Overall, I liked the book very much and would recommend it to every person to show how different people are and to show that no matter who you are, there always needs to be that showing of love or acceptance.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 15, 2013


    This book is the stupidest book in history. Who would evr read a book like this. I know i wouldnt. This book is too dumb and stupid and just siunds gay

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 15, 2013

    Tap this!!!!

    It is a sad story. I loved it i also went thorgh a box of tissue.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 5, 2012

    Soooo beautiful

    Love it :)))))

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2012


    This was a good book it really made me think about what i do

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 19, 2011

    The privilage of youth

    this book is the follower of a child called it and the lost boy this is about a boy who ecsacapes the MOTHER and who dont know where his dad is he lives in foster care but after thousunds of homes he finds the right one he trys to make money but he drops out of high school and makes some frieds lets see how it ends!?

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 14, 2010

    Very Interesting, yet I would read this as a third book rather than after a man named Dave

    It is the missing parts of the teen years, so I happened to read it after I read A man named Dave, which in book order it does come after, but in Dave's years is in between The Lost Boy and A Man named Dave. I think that Dave's story would make more sense to me and be more attractive if the books are read in the true chronological order, rather than in the book order as I did.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 23, 2013

    The Privilege of Youth by Dave Pelzer is about a teenage boy who

    The Privilege of Youth by Dave Pelzer is about a teenage boy who is going into adulthood and he is very scared that he will not survive like his dad and become what his dad is now. When Dave goes into another foster home in Duinsmoore he thinks that he will not fit in, but he does. He meets these two teenage boys that are named Paul and David. Paul is the person who likes to sit in his room all day and go on the computer, and David is always the one who hangs out with Dave. A few years later, when he becomes about the age where he is an adult he goes into the air force. I enjoyed this book because it was in the series of “A Child Called It” but when he is a little bit older the book took place. Teenagers would get really curious when Dave and Paul has a bike race and Dave almost ran over a little girl. 

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  • Posted May 20, 2012

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    Another inspirational narrative about the journey of Dave Pelzer

    Another inspirational narrative about the journey of Dave Pelzer entering adulthood. This &quot;series&quot; I suppose you can call it makes you laugh, cry, and gives readers a chance to look at the life of a child/teen/man who suffered years of abuse by his own mother. In this book, it journey's Dave's life as a teenager, and the trials he has gone through while being in foster care. Another amazing book, one that will make you overly emotional!

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  • Posted June 18, 2009

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    Privilege of Youth a privilege to read

    After reading Dave Pelzer's other books, "Privilege of Youth" was a good read. It was nice to see that after all that poor man went through as a child he was able to have a "normal" adolescence doing things most adolescents do as a rite of passage.
    God Bless You Dave Pelzer, may you continue to have positive influences in your life.

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  • Posted January 11, 2009

    Learning About Life

    The book that I am reviewing is The Privilege of Youth. The title of the book that it is suppose to mean is to how face challenges when teenagers are growing up. I also think that this author has gone through a lot because he even put himself as a one of the character in the book. I like chapter 6 because it shows how he moved on and how he still makes time to go visit friends even though his car doesn¿t start every 10 feet. This whole book has taught me something every time I have read this book. It has taught me that there is more to life than work and school. When you become an adult it gets harder to see your family then you were as a teenager. I think this book is good for teenagers because it has a story about every young person growing into an adult.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 22, 2008

    I Also Recommend:

    An Evil Twist on the "Privilege of Youth"... a remarkable story about a boy who overcomes adversity and child abuse to discover that there is good and kind people that can heal the past.

    This book The Privilege of Youth, is an amazing book. It is full of intense things that happen to David. David is a foster child who was abused in his early years. The Privilege of Youth is explains what happens to David as he gets older and older. David feels very lonely because he barely has any friends. Then these two men come along and make friends with David. David now has a reason to live and isn't lonely anymore. He feels so alive with his new friends. This book is a life changing story which brings tears to your eyes in happiness now that David is home. I would recommend this book to anyone who loves to read a good book! I liked the happiness in this book. It was heart warming and intense at the same time. It brought tears to my eyes. The only thing I didn't like about this book was it was slow but still an amazing book. Anyone should read this because it is an amazing book that gives a great message. My overall rating of this book is 8 out of 10.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 2, 2007

    An Inspiration to Students...

    -Summary: The Privilege of Youth is about the author when he was a teenager. He had been transferred into another foster family 'due to his child abuse past', and had finally found the right place to belong. It was a perfect suburb neighborhood called Duinsmoore David considered this his real home. He soon found two friends named Paul Brazell and David Howard, whom he spent so much time with, making up for the absence in his childhood. As time drew closer for David to become eighteen 'and would soon be out of foster care', he began to worry tremendously about what would happen to him in the real world. David strived to get jobs and save as much money as he possibly could, and eventually dropped out of school to work full time. He obtained a car to get him places, and before he knew it, he was eighteen. It was hard for him to leave behind his old friends and neighbors 'some of whom he had called father figures', and go on to something new. After that, David joined the air force, got married, and had a son named Stephen. -Major Messages/Themes: Growing up, work hard to achieve goals, move onto bigger and better things, stay stong, believe in yourself, overcoming hardships... -Likes: I liked how David never gave up or dwelled to much on his past. I was highly inspired by this story because I am of age to move on to the real world, and it has taught me to realize that I have little time before I'm a legal adult. I also liked how David was able to fit in with people by finding friends and keeping them close to his heart. -Dislikes: I didn't like how David started to become cocky after a little while of getting new things. He started to show off a lot of his possessions, and I didn't like the attitude towards that. I also didn't like how he kept putting himself down all the time due to his appearance and past if he really wanted it to be better, he should have changed. -Why You Should Read This Book: I strongly recommend this book for anyone having troubles growing up, or are having an awkward transition in life. I believe that this novel is influential and motivational enough to help many others.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 10, 2006


    I'm a fan of Dave Pelzer's work and I think this book was not disappointing. Few parts were boring, but very few. Overall, I loved this book and I can't wait to read more by him.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 6, 2006

    A foster kid¿s life

    This book is about a kid named Dave Pelzer. He is a foster kid that looks geeky and gets beat up a lot. Then he has to move in with a new set of foster parents, so he has to move to a new town and a new school. Whenever he goes to his new school he meets two kids named Paul and Dan. The three of them make very good friends. Dave decides to buy a minibike, and it turns out that Paul had one as well. So they have fun on them for a while. Then Dave decides to get a job as a car salesman. While Dave works they give him a car because he was the best car salesman. Then he dropped out of school in the 11th grade. I don¿t really have any dislikes about the book but the only thing that I didn¿t really like about it is that it had a lot of cussing in it. And my likes about the book is that the books starts with Dave being a teenager like I am so that¿s one of the things that I could relate to in the book. And other things that I like about the book is that it tells u all that some people go through when you are a teenager.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 8, 2006

    You better read this

    Compared to A CHILD CALED IT and THE LOST BOY this book is not as terrifying. So if you don't like crying books you can go ahead and read this one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 10, 2006

    Outstanding! Another knock out from Dave Pelzer!

    I just finished reading this book and it was amazing! Dave Pelzer has inspired me in more ways than one.You have to pick up this book and read it,but beware once you pick it up it's hard to put down!

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