Reflective Essay On 'Bud Not Buddy' By Christopher Curtis

Book Summary – Big Rain Coming is a lyrical story, told by Katrina Germein, set in an isolated Aboriginal community. It is a story about waiting for rain to come to their community and the tension that builds in the community as the rain clouds spread and darken. Whilst waiting for the rain, they wonder, when will the rain come? Author/Illustrator Bibliography – The author, Katrina Germein, was raised in Adelaide, South Australia. In the remote Aboriginal community of Minyerri, Northern Territory, she began teaching in 1997.

The story takes place in 3 different places. One is Bud’s orphanage called Home, the second is in Flint, where poor people lives, the third is in Grand Rapids. The main character is Bud is kind,sneaky,weak,violent,skinny. He meets another character named Herman E.Calloway he is old,sad,emotional,kind,strict and mean. The problem is that Bud goes to find what he think his father. His mom gave clues of his father before he died. Bud thinks he is a father but he never knows. Buds is on a long way to find his father, but he meets people on the road. He has to get the his father as fast as he can.

A typical routine of a fourth grade student in Five Oaks, Michigan shifted immediately when the unfamiliar substitute teacher entered the classroom. Mr. Hibler, the students’ normal teacher, came down with a cough and wasn’t in the classroom for a few days. Inside the school setting is where all the important and developing events throughout the story occurred. The students were used to the typical memorization of facts, predictable subjects, and uneventful classroom teachings. Miss Ferenczi disrupted this normality of the routine of a day the students had. “She said that the Egyptians were the first to discover that dogs, when they are ill, will not drink from rivers, but wait for the rain, and hold their jaws open to catch it.” (Baxter 256) The facts and statements she said to the students engulfed their thoughts. Leading them to be confused, intrigued, and curious to hear more. These were feelings they never expected to feel at school. While, more often than not, Miss Ferenczi was presenting mythical, untrue, or incorrect facts, the students mindsets shifted in the classroom. Boredom no longer invaded the students whenever Miss Ferenczi was speaking. “There was no sound in the classroom, except for Miss Ferenczi’s voice, and Donna DeShano’s

The first time I looked at the story I did so only because it was assigned to me as homework. I ultimately found myself reading quickly, and not actively reading in the slightest way. Eventually

Afterward, in this version of Bud not Buddy hell be living in the modern era. It would be a lot different, because one his mom would not die because of the medical treatment we have today. Another reason it would be different is he wouldn’t go hungry all the time like he is in the book. His life would be different because there are laws now today that make it to were you can't be segregated. He would also have to go to school.

I am sitting at my work desk reading an autobiography called the Blood of the Lambs, and I ponder about the amount of time having passed since I have sat down to a nice personal evening with a book. Upon reflection, I realize that the path I took to learning to read wasn’t an easy one and involved time, effort, and hard work.

He even fought with his teachers, getting into a lot of trouble. But one teacher who caught him reading silently in class at a non-reading time did something unusual. She gave him a frosty look—and a better book to read. Soon he had a secret reading life.

This book has very strong connections to the book Bud, Not Buddy written by Christopher Paul Curtis. The storylines to both books take place in the 1930's. The protagonists in both of the stories are both "dirt" poor. Bud and Billie Jo thought that escaping by train would be their way to ultimate happiness. They both witnessed their mothers die before their time. Both of their stories were deeply rooted in music and in the salvation that music presents. After the death's of their mothers they both spend the rest of the book seeking their father's love and recognition. On the surface it would be hard to believe that a depression era fifteen year old white girl from Oklahoma and ten year old black orphan boy from Michigan would live such parallel

Think about it do this reader have life changing rules? If this reader have you are loyal, if the reader don’t listen up because you missed a lot. Let's start from the beginning. “Bud not Buddy” was made in 1999 by Christopher Paul Curtis. In 1966 they got their classic and award winning literature for young reader. This book is about Bud going through a series of events to find his family. In Bud, Not Buddy, Bud’s rules help him thrive, and three examples of those rules are #8, # 83, and #16.

Imagine an opportunity to find your father in a horrid time. In the book Bud, Not Buddy, Bud was struggling. He was trying to find his father. He was stuck in an orphanage, but he was put in a home. Someone named Lefty Lewis helped Bud find his father, who ended up being his grandfather. Bud, Not Buddy would have been different if Bud didn't go with Lefty Lewis because he would have kept walking in the dangers of Grand Rapids, he could have gotten to Herman quicker, and he wouldn't have met the Sleets.

During this observation I observed a young girl who we will call “Kayla” she was working on her daily journal. I asked the teacher if it would be okay if I asked “Kayla” to tell me a story about her journal page and then have her act it out with a few friends the teacher was actually very excited about this. So when I asked “Kayla” to tell me a story about the time she and her family went to the beach she was super excited I told her I was going to write it down so we could act it out later.

As part of the greater push at that grade level to introduce kids to a greater depth of books, Mrs. Oak created a game that would award points based on the number and length of books that you read, with a prize being given to the winner at the end of every month (usually candy). Now being the clever nine year old brat that I was, I decided to game the system by quickly flipping through a great number of small children’s books every day. While this did put me ahead on points, I was completely avoiding the entire point of the game. So to Mrs. Oak’s great credit, she decided to limit the number of books I could check out of the school’s library to three per week. With my lead in the literary scoreboard slipping away, I checked out a book that

I ended up reading five chapters in the two hours I sat there. I finished the book that week and began to beg for the rest. My mentor/mother eventually got me the box set. She had accomplished what my teachers had been trying to do for four years. Get me to like reading. My mother had done the impossible. I had always resisted reading, but somehow my mother knew that by throwing Harry Potter in my lap reading would become as necessary as air for me. She knew it would be my Excalibur.

As I finally find my document, I see that it is still raining out so I decide to listen to Mark and read this novel. I grab the book, find a seat in the corner, and flip to the beginning of the book. I begin to get lost in the intricate details of the book. Slowly time starts to pass me by. I begin to yawn and struggle to keep my eyes open. I close my eyes just to take a quick nap, but what was supposed to be a quick nap will become a long slumber.

That first bus ride was noisy, confusing and intimidating, somewhere along the way I developed a lifelong fear of older kids. One of the kindergarteners seated across the aisle began to take stock and organize. Each of us were holding a red nametag with our teacher’s name on it, so she started by finding out who was in which class. It quickly became obvious that I was the only one in Mrs. French’s class. I was awed by her direct attitude and immediately shrank from her in fear.