Bad Boy by Walter Dean Myers shared by tasog

The book Bad Boy is about a boy named Walter Dean Myers, the author. He was adopted at a young age by a lovely family in Harlem. He adored his new neighborhood, but what he enjoyed the most were the streets that were filled with music. Everyday, ye would go in the streets and dance along to the rhythm of the music, and sometimes receive a couple pennies from a walker. Afterwards, he would take his earnings and go to the grocer to get some icy pops. Once finishing a bucket full of icy pops, Walter headed home. On his way, he started crying fiercely, because of a dreadful stomach ache. All of sudden, ye was lying in the hospital. After a few tests the doctor told his parents that he consumed so many icy pops, that the food color was going straight through. Meanwhile, first grade was coming up for him, and he was more than anxious. When he first started school, everything was going great, until Walter accidentally spilled some paste on his lap. His classmate found it amusing, and started to laugh, so Walter took some paste and put it on his classmates lap. Finally, first grade was over, and it was time for second grade. During second grade, ye realized he had speech problems. When one of his classmates started teasing him, Walter simply punched him right in the face. Years passed, and he was walking home from the fourth grade when his stomach really started cramping up. With lots of struggle, he eventually arrived home, where his mother took him to the hospital. An hour after arriving he was told he needed to get his appendix removed. Once he was released from the hospital all he was allowed to do was lay in bed. Shortly, he became bored and decided to take his bike for a spin, (even though he was warned not to). While riding he saw his father coming and rushed home. His belly hurt terribly, while trying to bring the bike up the stairs. When his father came he pulled up the covers and saw blood oozing from his bandaged stomach. Once again, they headed to the hospital to get his stomach stitched again. On the other hand, he was at the next level for athletic ability, but also, had a true passion for books. At this point Walter was twelve, and was going to have his birthday party on August 13, when he was awakened early by his mother. Unfortunately, he was told that his uncle Lee was killed last night. Ye didn’t know his uncle that well, so his death didn’t really upset him. On the other hand, Mr. Dean was devastated, and soon became depressed. Meanwhile, Walter was headed to Stuyvesant High. During his junior year he was completely lost, and didn’t know what direction he was going, or what direction he should be going. Ye were also doing poorly in school, so he decided to stop going. Simple math problems eluded him, and if it wasn’t for English, he would have never returned. At sixteen, Walter wanted to write short mythical stories. He also wanted to write the complications and fears of his own life, as well as a safe path through that labyrinth. Soon that was over, and he started to write gloomy mournful poems. Meanwhile, Walter had missed so many days of school, that to stay out of juvenile, ye had to go to a counselor. The counselor was a beautiful bright woman named Dr. Holiday. Every week they would have a meeting to get him to open up. Surprisingly, Walter let all that go, and decided to join the army. Eventually, he was released from the army, and glad to be. Afterwards, he worked at a series of low-paying jobs. He decided once again to start writing, and soon produced poems, short stories, articles, and ideas for advertising campaigns. Overall, I found this book alright. This book was a little surprising to me, because Walter Dean Myers seems like such a calm person, but during his childhood he was the exact opposite.