Home of the Brave by Katherine Applegate

The night Ganwar lost his hand was the night I lost my father and brother, the night of men in the sky with guns, the night the earth opened up like a black pit and swallowed my old life whole.

Why am I here, when so many others are not? Why should I have a desk and a pair of fine jeans and a soft place for my head to rest? Why should I have the freedom to hope while my brother and father sleep in bloodied earth?

Kek arrives in America on a freezing cold winters day. He has come by airplane from Sudan. He has watched as his father and brother have been killed and he has had to leave his mother behind after their refugee camp was attacked. Kek is picked up by a social worker named Dave. Kek does have an aunt and cousin in America so he will be able to live with people from his family. On the way to their apartment Kek sees a lonely cow standing in the snow. He has asked Dave to stop the car so he can get close - Kek cared for his father's cattle back in Sudan. And so this story begins ...

You can have your dogs and cats, your gerbils and hamsters and sleek sparkling fish. But you will have lived just half a life if you never love a cow.

This is an early verse novel from Katherine Applegate - here are some text quotes that really show her skill with this form and her brilliant word choices and placement:

I am a tall boy, like all my people. My arms stick out of the coat like lonely trees.

I try some English, but my mouth just wants to chew the words and spit them on the ground.

Six long scars line his forehead, the marks of manhood I watched Ganwar and my brother receive in our village ceremony. How jealous I had been that day, too young for such an honor.

He had many cattle, my father, and the respect of our village, but it was his voice that made him a rich man among men. His voice was deep, like a storm coming, but gentle, like the rain ending.

It’s a strange pain to be with those you belong to and feel you don’t belong.

I have my father’s will, my brother’s eyes, and my mother’s light. She is like newborn sun, fresh with promise, the just-beginning moments before the day fills like a bucket with good and bad, sweat and longing. Even her laughter has sun in it. Always when I think of her I see a cloudless day blooming full, I feel warmth on my shoulders, I know hope’s embrace.

I don’t have the cattle for such a fine desk as this. Oh, she says, you don’t have to pay for this desk, Kek. School’s free here. You just bring your mind and your smile every day, OK?

Bookseller blurb: Kek comes from Africa. In America, he sees snow for the first time and feels its sting. He's never walked on ice, and he falls. He wonders if the people in this new place will be like the winter--cold and unkind. In Africa, Kek lived with his mother, father, and brother. But only he and his mother have survived, and now she's missing. Kek is on his own. Slowly, he makes friends: a girl who is in foster care, an old woman who owns a rundown farm, and a cow whose name means "family" in his native language. As Kek awaits word of his mother's fate, he weathers the tough Minnesota winter by finding warmth in his new friendships, strength in his memories, and belief in his new country.

Home of the Brave was published in 2008. I read an ebook version as, I expected this book would now be out of print, - but luckily it is not so can I suggest you add this book to your library shopping list or make a request to your local public library to add this book to their shelves. 

If you are book talking Home of the Brave I would use the 'chapter' entitled "How not to wash dishes". I was reading this part, and I just had to stop because I knew a huge disaster was coming. 

The free verse writing makes it a quick read, although I found myself pausing to reflect on the story or just admire Applegate's word choice. YA Books Central

Each week I travel on a bus and train to volunteer in a hospital library. This gives me plenty of time for reading. Today I started and completed Home of the Brave. As I stepped off the bus the lady sitting beside me commented on the form of this book. She had never seen a verse novel before. I was so happy to talk about this format and how books told as verse novels usually contain very emotional stories and that this book - Home of the Brave was no exception. 

I only have one tiny quibble which is why I gave Home of the Brave (perfect for readers aged 10+) four and not five stars. When Kek meets the owner of the cow Lou, he tells her he comes from Africa - but Africa is not a country. I hoped he would say the name of his country - Sudan. 

There are four parts in this book and each begins with an African proverb:

When elephants fight, it is the grass that suffers.

You only make a bridge where there is a river.

One doesn’t forego sleeping because of the possibility of nightmares.

When spider webs unite, they can tie up a lion.

Companion books:

Moo

The Colour of Home 

(This is a picture book which I often share with Grade 6 students)

Cobweb by Michael Morpurgo illustrated by Michael Foreman

Bethan lives with her father in Wales. He is not unkind but since the loss of his wife he has become a distant figure. When their farm dog has puppies Bethan is desperate to keep and love the smallest of the litter. At first it seems her father will sell this pup but somehow she convinces him to let little Cobweb join their family. The small corgi proves himself a hard worker with the sheep and he is totally devoted to Bethan. Then just like in all the bad fairytales the wicked step mother arrives and Cobweb is gone. She has sold him and she tells Cobweb the new master will be a cruel one. Luckily this is not true. Becoming a drover's dog is a whole new and rewarding adventure even though the journey to London is long and at times quite dangerous. Meanwhile in Europe Napoleon has been defeated and soldiers are returning from the battlefield. Cobweb will make a new friend (the cover hints at this) and yes, he will find his way back to his beloved Bethan.

This is an engrossing story perfect for readers aged 9+. This book is especially easy to read because (thank you) the publisher has used a bigger font and lots of white space and there are terrific illustrations scattered throughout by Michael Foreman. 

A truly moving portrayal of the powerful bonds that can be formed between animals and humans, and of courage, the ghastliness of war and resulting loss of human life. Red Reading Hub

Publisher blurb: 

"They call me Cobweb. I’ll tell you why later. I may be a dog, but I know and understand a lot more than people think I do.”

Britain. 1815. After years of loss and sacrifice, the end of the war with Napoleon is approaching. Cobweb knows nothing of the war – he loves being a young puppy and playing with his owner, Bethan, exploring the countryside and chasing rabbits. But when he is taken away from Bethan and sold, Cobweb must learn to become a Drover’s Dog – herding sheep and cattle for hundreds of miles on the long, treacherous journey to London. And after the Napoleonic wars finally come to an end with the Battle of Waterloo, Cobweb meets an unexpected stranger with an incredible tale to tell on his journey home …

Michael Morpurgo has written over 150 books and won many prizes, including the Smarties Prize and the Whitbread Award. In 2005 he won the Blue Peter Book Award for his novel Private Peaceful, which was also adapted into an acclaimed stage play. Michael was Children’s Laureate in the UK from 2003 to 2005.  He was knighted in 2018 for services to literature and charity.  His books include the classics War Boy and War Game, winners of the Kate Greenaway Award and Smarties Book Prize respectively.

Companion books:

The Dog with seven names

I am Rebel

Drover by Neridah McMullin illustrated by Sarah Anthony

Courageous, clever and daring, Drover is one of a kind. Travelling through the heart of the outback, Drover delivers a mob of cattle. Searing heat, dust and flies, hardship and danger: these are just part of the job. But there’s no place Drover would rather be.

Drover is a beautifully told, quintessentially Australian story which will give readers an insight into an interesting aspect of rural life.  The energy of the story perfectly matches the pace of the cattle, from slow moving through to still and at rest and then onto the wild night-time stampede. 

The writing in this book is nostalgic and it is also evocative of time and place – the heat of midday, the cool of the evening and the rising dust are explained using lyrical phrases such as ‘A hush descends over the bush’; ‘At full tilt, they nudge and bump into each other, dangerously teetering’; ‘They lie down near the fire, letting out a huff as they fall asleep.’   

It was wonderful that Neridah McMullin waited until the second last page to reveal the gender of Drover although readers could discover this from the back cover blurb. I wish Walker Books Australia had not included her name and instead had written "This is the truly remarkable story of a legendary drover."

The spare text allows readers to ‘fill in the blanks’ working out who Drover is, where she is going and why. The use of droving terminology adds an authenticity to the story. Shifty, the naughty one, is also perfectly named and depicted. His eyes look so shifty. 

The book mentions Lancewood and I discovered it is a species of Acacia with long dark thorns. These trees grow in Queensland and the Northern Territory. I think this detail could perhaps have been included in the glossary but that is a very minor criticism. The glossary and biography pages are very useful additions to this book. The glossary is not in alphabetical order but then I realised it was presented in the order in which the words were used in the story and this makes it easier for younger children to navigate. 

Image source: Neridah McMullin

The illustrations in Drover instantly plunged me into the dry and dusty outback, and brought the words to life. Sarah Anthony demonstrates her artistic skills in this book especially with her use light (bright sunlight) and dark. There is so much to enjoy about these illustrations. Sarah Anthony perfectly captures the colour of the red soil in the outback. Her night time scenes add to the atmosphere of the story. I love the change from the red ochre to the dark teal blue of the night skies. Her horses are also perfect and the cattle are beautifully rendered with their stark white faces and the way she shows their temperaments so clearly on their faces. There is so much movement, too, such as in the scenes where Drover chases the marauding herd. The pages somehow feel hot in the summer sun and cool in the night air and you can hear the stillness of the night and the thunder of the hooves as the cattle stampede into the night. 

In this stunning book those pleasures are brought to life by the lyrical text and the evocative illustrations as the reader joins Drover on the trail as the herd of bullocks are moved over the vast interior of this country.  Even though each day seems to be a repeat of the routine of the one before it, the ever-changing land and skyscapes make each unique and enjoyable, even though they are bone-weary and saddle-sore The Bottom Shelf

This is a fine, heroic tale, strong on iconic images of Australian ruggedness Reading Time

You could pair this book with our famous poems:

You could also contrast the life of the Edna Jessop with the woman in this poem.

The Shearer's wife by Louis Esson

Before the glare o’ dawn I rise

To milk the sleepy cows, an’ shake

The droving dust from tired eyes,

Look round the rabbit traps, then bake

The children’s bread.

There’s hay to stook, an’ beans to hoe,

An’ ferns to cut in the scrub below,

Women must work, when men must go

Shearing from shed to shed.

 

I patch an’ darn, now evening comes,

An’ tired I am with labour sore,

Tired o’ the bush, the cows, the gums,

Tired, but we must dree for long months more

What no tongue tells.

The moon is lonely in the sky,

Lonely the bush, an’ lonely I

Stare down the track no horse draws nigh,

An’ start . . . at the cattle bells.

Read more about Edna Jessop

The Weekly Times Edna Zigenbine drove 1550 head across the country at 22

Background information from Neridah McMullin

Here is an interview with illustrator Sarah Anthony

The other day I explored a different book about droving written for a younger audience.

Christmas Always Comes

Here is another book by Neridah McMullin:

Fabish the Horse that Braved a Bushfire