Post 7 - Chapters 26-28 - Jem
16 years ago
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Post # 6 Perspective – Tom Robinson
Almost everyone in town was coming in to watch my trail. I didn’t know how things were going to turn out but I was not to confident when I stepped into the court room. I had no fear what so ever, about what had really happened; but the fact that Ms. Mayella was going to lie. Now that really did worry me, I mean what would happen if the jury actually believes her and not me? What would happen if they find me guilty for something I most certainly did not to or try to do at any time? All these questions went through my head, but I had to stop my self before I looked as if I was hiding something or worse; let them think I really did rape Ms. Mayella.
After I heard what Ms. Mayella had to say about what had happened my confidence gained and I could tell it wasn’t going to be as hard as I though it would to get the jury to listen and agree with what I had to say. At that moment I was proud to call Atticus my lawyer, he looked as if he knew exactly how to get Ms. Mayella to look like she had no idea what she could say or do next to cover up what she’s lying about.
Ms. Mayella couldn’t even answer half the questions Atticus was asking her when she was up at the stand. Every one could tell her story did not match mine at all. I answered everything completely with no hesitation like she had when she answered half the questions. I felt confident and not as worried as when I stepped into the court case. As I made my way out, I saw the way she had looked at Atticus and look that I could not forget, with hatred and anger.
Atticus did a great job and I felt I did a good job keeping my story straight, but really I didn’t have to do anything but tell the truth; I mean I had nothing to hide or things I couldn’t say that happened. The only thing I was worried about is having the jury find me guilty because of my race. I hope for the best and wish that Ms. Mayella would tell the truth and stop accusing me of something I didn’t do. Now all that is left to ask my self is “Why is Ms. Mayella doing this to me?”
After I heard what Ms. Mayella had to say about what had happened my confidence gained and I could tell it wasn’t going to be as hard as I though it would to get the jury to listen and agree with what I had to say. At that moment I was proud to call Atticus my lawyer, he looked as if he knew exactly how to get Ms. Mayella to look like she had no idea what she could say or do next to cover up what she’s lying about.
Ms. Mayella couldn’t even answer half the questions Atticus was asking her when she was up at the stand. Every one could tell her story did not match mine at all. I answered everything completely with no hesitation like she had when she answered half the questions. I felt confident and not as worried as when I stepped into the court case. As I made my way out, I saw the way she had looked at Atticus and look that I could not forget, with hatred and anger.
Atticus did a great job and I felt I did a good job keeping my story straight, but really I didn’t have to do anything but tell the truth; I mean I had nothing to hide or things I couldn’t say that happened. The only thing I was worried about is having the jury find me guilty because of my race. I hope for the best and wish that Ms. Mayella would tell the truth and stop accusing me of something I didn’t do. Now all that is left to ask my self is “Why is Ms. Mayella doing this to me?”
Post # 5 Perspective – Atticus
I felt as if having Aunt Alexander come live with us would be a great help, but instead it made things a lot different with Scout, Jem and I. Things weren’t going to well when Aunt Alexander arrived; I could tell Jem and Scout weren’t to happy to see her. Aunt Alexander wasn’t afraid to say what she felt like saying, even though most of it shouldn’t have been said at all. Aunt Alexander is the type of person who is straight forward about things and honestly don’t care from what Scout and Jem say about her.
I personally think that in a way she is a help but she could improve the way she acts around Jem and Scout. I can see that the main reason for Scout and Jem’s hatred over Aunt Alexandra was all because she wanted them both to change. Aunt Alexandra wanted Scout to become more feminine and to stop acting like a tomboy, she also wanted both of them to stop acting to rude and start acting a lot more proper. The other night at dinner, no would looked like they had anything to say to each other, they all just sat there silently. When we all finished eating dinner I sat down and started to read, but Scout unexpectedly came up to me and looked like he had something he’s been meaning to say to me.
“Yes I asked” As Scout stands there right in front of me. He opens he mouth as if he still wasn’t sure what he needed to tell me or in that case, ask me. Finally he asks
“What’s rape?” I look at him mean while I try to think of a way to answer question I had not expected to be asked; especially coming from Scout. Before I answered I asked
“Why did you think of asking me this now?” He looked at me with nothing really to say back. Shortly after I had that talk with Scout; Jem asked me if they could talk in his room. When I stepped into the room I saw Dill. Instead of questioning why he was in my house I remained cool and stood there until someone said something about what they need to talk to me about. Right after I finished talking to Jem and Scout, I called Dill’s mom and explained everything to her. I did that to let her know things were fine. Overall I’ve had quite a long week trying to explain to Scout and Jem to deal with Aunt Alexandra and all that she says about what I’m doing; defending a black man and not let it get to them at anytime.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Post #4 Chapters 10 – 12 Perspective – Calpurnia
Today Scout and Jem’s father Atticus had to go out of town for the weekend. I offered them to go with me to church that upcoming Sunday. Over course it’s not the type of church they would go to. The church I was taking them to was a “Black Church.” I didn’t think it would really matter because we might look different but it’s the same God we believe in, “right?” Jem and Scout say yes and come with me to church before we left I had to dress them the appropriate way for church. We made our way there and were greeted by Mr. Reverend Sykes. Scout and Jem looked around and seemed happy to be there.
I thought everything was going fine until Lula came up to me and started asking me questions like “Why you bring white people to a black church?” I didn’t know how to answer back I just thought it was very rude and not right for her to say exceptionally in front of my guest. Scout and Jem both looked at me as if I was doing something I shouldn’t. I thought I knew what it was. I thought maybe they have noticed I’m talking a lot differently then I normally do in front of them. I wasn’t sure what it was but I just let it go and sat down. Mr. Reverend Sykes started talking to all of us about Tom Robinson, we all were sitting down and listening attentively, I could tell that when he brought out the name Tom Robinson Scout and Jem knew he’s was the man there father Atticus was defending for being accused of raping someone.
He mentioned that Tom Robinson was currently in jail and had a wife and kids. This met that he could not provide them all with food and things they need. Mrs. Robinson couldn’t work and had three kids to race. All this ended up with all of us to pay more money, enough to make ten dollars; or else no one leave the church.
I though Mr. Robinson was a little bit to desperate to get that kind of money but then again I could tell he was doing it for a very good cause. After all that we went home. When we got home Scout and Jem asked me what I expected them to ask me.
“Why were talking like that, Calpurnia?” I answered back saying,
“Hmm… well let’s put it this way; when you’re in a certain place you should act a certain way.”
“Because it would be wrong if I spoke to you and Jem like I did at church, wouldn’t it?”
Scout and jem didn’t look like they thought I was right about what I had said but I knew it wouldn’t be lady like of me to talk that way in front of my people. That weekened I felt I got a lot more closer to Scout because now that Jem is all grown up he doesn’t have time to hang out with him anymore; but I just let Scout know I will always be there for him and that he could come see me anytime he wanted to.
I thought everything was going fine until Lula came up to me and started asking me questions like “Why you bring white people to a black church?” I didn’t know how to answer back I just thought it was very rude and not right for her to say exceptionally in front of my guest. Scout and Jem both looked at me as if I was doing something I shouldn’t. I thought I knew what it was. I thought maybe they have noticed I’m talking a lot differently then I normally do in front of them. I wasn’t sure what it was but I just let it go and sat down. Mr. Reverend Sykes started talking to all of us about Tom Robinson, we all were sitting down and listening attentively, I could tell that when he brought out the name Tom Robinson Scout and Jem knew he’s was the man there father Atticus was defending for being accused of raping someone.
He mentioned that Tom Robinson was currently in jail and had a wife and kids. This met that he could not provide them all with food and things they need. Mrs. Robinson couldn’t work and had three kids to race. All this ended up with all of us to pay more money, enough to make ten dollars; or else no one leave the church.
I though Mr. Robinson was a little bit to desperate to get that kind of money but then again I could tell he was doing it for a very good cause. After all that we went home. When we got home Scout and Jem asked me what I expected them to ask me.
“Why were talking like that, Calpurnia?” I answered back saying,
“Hmm… well let’s put it this way; when you’re in a certain place you should act a certain way.”
“Because it would be wrong if I spoke to you and Jem like I did at church, wouldn’t it?”
Scout and jem didn’t look like they thought I was right about what I had said but I knew it wouldn’t be lady like of me to talk that way in front of my people. That weekened I felt I got a lot more closer to Scout because now that Jem is all grown up he doesn’t have time to hang out with him anymore; but I just let Scout know I will always be there for him and that he could come see me anytime he wanted to.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Journal #2 - Chapters 4-7 - Perspective: Ms. Maudie Atkins
I knew this summer was going to be like last summer, and the one before that. Taking care of my garden and sometimes having Scout over, he was such a joy to have around. I didn’t have much to do anyways most of my time all I did was clean my home and take sit outside and admire my garden. I never mind having Scout and Jem over; I always tell myself I could use the company and besides they were like family to me. Scout spent the most time with me, because Jem and Dim would make him feel left out most of the time. Scout felt lonely and you could tell that he wanted someone to play with and hang out with.
So like I was saying, Scout and I spent a lot of time together over; sometimes we would talk about random things but most of the time we would discuss what we thought about Mr. Arthur. Scout and Jem were good friends but sometimes I feel like they could use a better father. I mean they don’t even call him dad! They call him by his name; Atticus this Atticus that. Everything was going fine, but summer was almost over and I knew I would miss hanging out with Jem, Scout and Dill. That wasn’t the worst part though, they all insisted to go on a walk so I let them go of course how would I have known something would go wrong? A couple of minutes later; as I was talking to Scout and Jem’s father Atticus, came over and we started talking. After a while I heard this big loud noise. I was worried it had something to do with Scout and Dem, and wondered if they where over near Radley’s place.
I started to get really worried I didn’t know whether or not to go look for them or just let it go. The noise that I had once heard started getting louder, and louder. Now I was really worried. I ended up finding them I looked over at them and the first thing I notice is that Jem didn’t have his pants on; I was about to ask but then again I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. Overall it was a weird but interesting summer; I couldn’t wait until it was over though. Jem and Scout finally went home and I as at peace.
So like I was saying, Scout and I spent a lot of time together over; sometimes we would talk about random things but most of the time we would discuss what we thought about Mr. Arthur. Scout and Jem were good friends but sometimes I feel like they could use a better father. I mean they don’t even call him dad! They call him by his name; Atticus this Atticus that. Everything was going fine, but summer was almost over and I knew I would miss hanging out with Jem, Scout and Dill. That wasn’t the worst part though, they all insisted to go on a walk so I let them go of course how would I have known something would go wrong? A couple of minutes later; as I was talking to Scout and Jem’s father Atticus, came over and we started talking. After a while I heard this big loud noise. I was worried it had something to do with Scout and Dem, and wondered if they where over near Radley’s place.
I started to get really worried I didn’t know whether or not to go look for them or just let it go. The noise that I had once heard started getting louder, and louder. Now I was really worried. I ended up finding them I looked over at them and the first thing I notice is that Jem didn’t have his pants on; I was about to ask but then again I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. Overall it was a weird but interesting summer; I couldn’t wait until it was over though. Jem and Scout finally went home and I as at peace.
Journal # 3: Chapters 8 - 9 Perspective: Uncle Jack
Hi my name is Jack, Scout’s uncle to be exact. Today I couldn’t stand what words Scout had coming out of his mouth. I kept asking myself how Atticus didn’t do anything about it. I can’t even begin to say what Scout that was okay to be saying. I couldn’t picture any kid that age cursing like that. She’s a great kid but I mean that language has to stop. I don’t want that to trouble Scout later in life; and I wanted to talk to her father Atticus about it but then decided not to and just leave thing alone. Anyways besides Scouts bad habits; it started to snow in Maycomb!
This was bigger than big! There hasn’t been snow since like the eighteen hundreds. I thought everything was going great I mean having everyone around and also having it snow it was amazing. I thought everything was going great but of course things didn’t stay that way for long; Scout and Francis got into an agreement which then turned into a fight that I had to go stop. I went to go see what happened and all of a sudden Francis starts complaining about what Scout had called him.
I ask him what Scout had said to him, Francis said
“Scout called me a whore-lady”
“What?!” I ask
Scout didn’t say anything and stood silent I didn’t know what to say I was just so mad, I mean first the cursing in front of me now going around calling people some whore-lady? I didn’t know what punishment to give this girl in order for her to understand that cursing is absolutely not okay. Scout and Francis and I all sat down and discussed this situation. I knew that Scout sometimes does have the reason to curse weather it is because he’s mad or offended. I’m not some who would get mad if someone said stupid or shut up and I probably would have said the same thing back if someone called me a “Nigger Lover.” This was quite a day, hopefully everything will settle down.
This was bigger than big! There hasn’t been snow since like the eighteen hundreds. I thought everything was going great I mean having everyone around and also having it snow it was amazing. I thought everything was going great but of course things didn’t stay that way for long; Scout and Francis got into an agreement which then turned into a fight that I had to go stop. I went to go see what happened and all of a sudden Francis starts complaining about what Scout had called him.
I ask him what Scout had said to him, Francis said
“Scout called me a whore-lady”
“What?!” I ask
Scout didn’t say anything and stood silent I didn’t know what to say I was just so mad, I mean first the cursing in front of me now going around calling people some whore-lady? I didn’t know what punishment to give this girl in order for her to understand that cursing is absolutely not okay. Scout and Francis and I all sat down and discussed this situation. I knew that Scout sometimes does have the reason to curse weather it is because he’s mad or offended. I’m not some who would get mad if someone said stupid or shut up and I probably would have said the same thing back if someone called me a “Nigger Lover.” This was quite a day, hopefully everything will settle down.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
TKAM Post #1 - Scout
Summer was finally over, and the first day of school awaits. Knowing that I was going to be in the first grade excited me. Except for the fact my brother Jem didn't want me to talk to him during school. I got to school and the first thing I notice is a lady around twenty, twenty one years old standing in front of the class room. I look around and quickly sit down, waiting for the teacher to say something. She starts to introduce her self, "Hi I my name is Miss Caroline Fisher, and I'm from north Alabama." I thought she seemed nice. A couple of minutes later we started reading a book, she called on me to start reading aloud; of course I had no problem with reading I knew how to.
When I was done reading Miss Caroline didn't look to happy; she told me to tell my father to stop teaching me how to read. I was very confused when she told me this because first of all my father didn't teach me how to read I just knew how too; but I knew Miss Caroline didn't believe me. Either way I don't think a teacher should get mad if one of her students knew how to read. It didn't make sense at all, I excepted more of a "Wow, great job Scout." I decided to just get over it and get the rest of the day over with, and hope things would get better. After reading it was time to go to lunch, Miss Caroline took count of all the students that had brought lunch and was about to dismiss them; but she noticed that Walter didn't have lunch. She reached into her purse and took out a quarter. I was looking attentively waiting to see what see was going to do next.
She looks at a Walter and smiles, "You can pay me back tomorrow." She looked as if she knew nothing about Walter Cunningham when she handed him the money. Walter Cunningham's family owned a farm and never took money they couldn't pay back. Of course they don't pay back with money, but with firewood and bushel of potatoes. When I started explaining all of this to Miss Caroline, she just looked at me in more disappointment as if I had given her enough trouble this morning. All I did is try to help her out knowing that shes new to the school; but how do I get repaid? I get whipped. When that day was finally over I was relieved; I got home and Atticus knew something was wrong.
We sat down and talked about how my dad had went. I thought to myself I already went through I don't feel like talking about it. At the end he ended up convincing me stay in school and try my best to stay out of trouble; even though I didn't do anything wrong. I just hope school tomorrow will turn out a whole lot better.
When I was done reading Miss Caroline didn't look to happy; she told me to tell my father to stop teaching me how to read. I was very confused when she told me this because first of all my father didn't teach me how to read I just knew how too; but I knew Miss Caroline didn't believe me. Either way I don't think a teacher should get mad if one of her students knew how to read. It didn't make sense at all, I excepted more of a "Wow, great job Scout." I decided to just get over it and get the rest of the day over with, and hope things would get better. After reading it was time to go to lunch, Miss Caroline took count of all the students that had brought lunch and was about to dismiss them; but she noticed that Walter didn't have lunch. She reached into her purse and took out a quarter. I was looking attentively waiting to see what see was going to do next.
She looks at a Walter and smiles, "You can pay me back tomorrow." She looked as if she knew nothing about Walter Cunningham when she handed him the money. Walter Cunningham's family owned a farm and never took money they couldn't pay back. Of course they don't pay back with money, but with firewood and bushel of potatoes. When I started explaining all of this to Miss Caroline, she just looked at me in more disappointment as if I had given her enough trouble this morning. All I did is try to help her out knowing that shes new to the school; but how do I get repaid? I get whipped. When that day was finally over I was relieved; I got home and Atticus knew something was wrong.
We sat down and talked about how my dad had went. I thought to myself I already went through I don't feel like talking about it. At the end he ended up convincing me stay in school and try my best to stay out of trouble; even though I didn't do anything wrong. I just hope school tomorrow will turn out a whole lot better.
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