Perspective: Atticus
I mean I cant think all this is going on. I lost my case and all because they have no rights for a black man. Wow, they really have no heart to this. I mean I bet Tom Robinson wouldnt do such things as this, he's a nice guy, he knows hes not suppost to do that. I talked to the jury for a while because it depended on the jury if they thought Tom Robinson was guilty or not. Juge Taylor is nice but I mean we have to have our rights to. Just because I help African Americans doesnt mean I love them. I mean we should all be treated the same. "Nigger-lover", yes its been repeated to me lots of times, it doesnt matter because I know I'm doin the right thing.Judge Taylor thinks that I did my best as a Lawyer, but there was no chace I could win this because if a white women says that shes been raped by a black guy, the black guy is for sure guilty.
It doesnt really matter any more, right now the only thing that should matter right now is how Tom Robinson should get out of jail if hes innocent!
Uggg! Things happen for a reason but I believe that sooner or later this problem would get solved. Mayella, that little 19 and one half years old. She probably doesnt have much education, and she probably has no idea that it was her father. I can prove anything in that court even that it was Bob Ewell that did it, because she got hit on the right eye and someone who has to be a left handed should probably be the cause of it.
Well, the case is over. But about Jem and Scout, they got away with watching the end of my statement. Calpurnia, yeah she had to come. I couldnt believe that she came into the court house, I was almost on shock. Well, this was the end.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Journal #7
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Sunday, May 24, 2009
Journal #6
Perspective: Mayella
Im so sure it was Tom Robinson! I hated the way that the guy whats his name? Atticus right, I felt that he was mocking me. Well I dont know but I feel like you know it was Tom Robinson I know it, I saw him. I gave him a kiss. Yeah I never thought I would give a guy a kiss just for a nickel. Wait, thats what we were talking about in the court case. That sucked, I was just answering what I knew I mean it wasnt that bad. Tom Robinson said he felt sorry for me. Yeah I know, I have no friends, no nothing, thats porbably the reason he felt sorry for me. I didnt like the way he said it though it made me feel like I had butterflies in my stomatch.
I just hate how these things happen. I mean I have no friends, Tom Robinson feels sorry for me, I -I just dont understand that all this is happening to me.
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Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Journal #5
Perspective: Cal.
Atticus left, thats great! No I am in charge of both kids: Scout and Jem.
Well the kids are with me so they have to do what I tell them to do. I thought Jem and Scout were going to be happy about this but they seemed to be mad kind of. I told them that I was going to take them to church. But it didnt matter I still took them.
So I took them.I took them to The Maycomb church where most town members go. Those people from church werent nice to me because I took Jem and Scout. I mean I talked to them but this negativity came to me like really fast. I dont know but I didnt care, I had them next to me and I didnt do anything about it. When I got there at church it was wierd that I had a preocuppation inside me like if something was wrong with me taking the kids. Maybe it was because Ive never tooken the kids and they think their my children. I felt antagonized because they just yelled at me like if I was some kind of stranger trying to take their money or something it was really weird. I tryed being pensive on the way they reacted with me.
since its me and Im alone at the house with the kids Im always go ing to be infaillable. Theres no other person to tell me what to do with the kids.
These kids are getting to sometimes get a little on my nerves but its okay because I tell them what to do sometimes. So I extract them to come to church and ofcourse with out Atticus knowing because I think he will kill me if I didnt tell him before he found out but its okay.
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Thursday, May 14, 2009
Journal #4
Perspective of: Atticus
Why does Scout always says that I defend black people?
Im not likeing the way that she has to talk about people. She has to know her manners.
Well I'm going to have a little talk with her and her moral ways.
Apperantly Scout was just saying the word "nigger" because she heard other kids saying it too in her school. Since those contemporaries from her school teach her there kind of words and that doesnt seem really good so for now and on she is not going to talk like that any more.
I cant accept the way shes going to fight an African American kid. Scout didnt like the way that I had to defend an African American, but because she got mad doesnt mean Im going to stop defending his case. I mean there nothing wrong with them; they have the same rights as us their just humans the only difference is their colored skins. I believe that they should be even.
Well, I dont think Scout is going to be happy with this but she likes it or not shes going to be dealing with African American all her life. She says I'm a "negro-lover" but like I had sayed to her I do my best to love everybody. Theres something I dont like about Scout, well shes very nice but when it comes to African Americans her attidude get like blah.
The only think that I say to Scout was "-well all I can say is, when you and Jem are grown, maby youll look back on this with some feelling that I didnt let you down" I said this to her because maybe she will get the feeling sometime when they are grown and maybe someone treats her differently shes going to think back and remember what I told her.We're always debating about this.
Scout might be young but from now and on shes going to have her manners with others and shes is going to be respecting me and those other African Americans.
Theres reasons that I took this guys case, not just because hes African but like I had said people have the same rights. The guys case the I am taking and I are aquainted but I know I should still respect him for who he is.
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Monday, May 11, 2009
Journal #3
Perspective:Jem
"We had two weeks of the coldest weather since 1885" thats what Atticus said and he was right. I couldnt belive it.I looked outside and magic... I actually saw snow outside thinking that the world was ending and so did the rest of us, it was pretty cool I must say but it wasnt cool when poor Atticus had to get out of the bathroom half-shaved because of what I did.Good thing that Atticus had calmed me down because look I knew what it was I just had never seen it like right in front of my eyes. The telephone operator. She was entrusted making an announcement saying that there will be no school.
Later on, Scout and I decided that we should go outside to build a snowman. We went outside. I got disapointed that their will be enough snow even for a snowball.But I said to myself that I needed more snow, so we went to Miss Maudie the old lady who lives adjecent to us and asked for more snow.Miss Maudie and I were acquainted shes really nice to us but not really of a friend to me. She agreed. Scout and I were finantical because of the more snow we got to use. I thought that we shouldve waited till more snow came down so we would be able to use more to be able to build a snowman.I thought bulding a snowman was going to be easy but I guess I was wrong building a snowman is kind of hard. We tryed our best to make the snowman to look as good a possible but I guess it was alright. I showed Scout my perplexity of making a snowman.
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Sunday, May 10, 2009
Journal #2
Perspective:Dill
I had ridden the train all by myself from Meridian to Maycomb Junctionb,where I had been met by Miss Rachel in Maycomb’s one taxi, I had eaten dinner. When I arrived I told Jem and Scout that I had seen two twin sisters get off the train in Bay St; also I told them that I had seen my dad. My dad is president of the L & N Railroad; he is probably taller than Atticus and has a black beard. Jem asked Scout "what we were going to play today?" but all of us seemed tired. After , Jem said that Scout and I acted like if we believed in hot steams,but we didnt know what hot steams were.
Scout ran to the back yard and pulled an old car tire from under the house. She slapped it up to the front yard. “I’m first,” she said.I said I ought to be first because I just got here.Jem arbitrated, awarded Scout the first push with extra time for me. Jem pushed the tire down the sidewalk with all the force in his body. A little after that Jem and I started chasing the tire. Suddenly, the tire bumped on gravel, skeetered across the road, crashed into a barrier and popped Scout like a cork onto pavement. Scout lay on the cement and shook her head still.
Later Jem said, “Scout, get away from there, come on!”Scout raised her head and stared at the Radley Place steps.“Come on, Scout, don’t just lie there!” Jem screamed. “Get up, can’tcha?”“Get the tire!” Jem hollered. “Bring it with you! Ain’t you got any sense at all?”“Why didn’t you bring it?” Jem yelled.“Why don’t you get it?” Scout screamed.“Go on, it ain’t far inside the gate. Why, you even touched the house once remember?” Scout said.Jem ran down the sidewalk, treaded water at the gate, then dashed in and retrieved the tire.Calpurnia appeared in the front door and yelled, “Lemonade time! You all get outa that hot sun ’fore you fry alive!” Calpurnia set a pitcher and three glasses on the porch, then went about her business.Jem gulped down his second glassful and slapped his chest and said that he knew what we could play; he said we could play a game called Boo Radley.
Then, as the summer progressed we did not see Atticus standing on the sidewalk looking at us, slapped a rolled magazine against his knee. It was twelve noon.“What are you all playing?” he asked“Nothing,” said Jem.Jem’s evasion told Scout and I that our game was a secret, so we kept quiet.“What are you doing with those scissors, then? Why are you tearing up that newspaper? If it’s today’s I’ll tan you.”“Nothing,” said Jem.“Nothing what?” said Atticus.“Nothing, sir,” said Jem.“Give me those scissors,” Atticus said. “They’re no things to play with. Does this by any chance have anything to do with the Radleys?”“No sir,” said Jem, reddening.“I hope it doesn’t,” Atticus said shortly, and went inside the house.Safely in the yard, I asked Jem if we could play any more.“I don’t know. Atticus didn’t say we couldn’t-”I remember asking Scout earlier in the summer to marry me, but later I just forgot about it. I remember Scout beating me up twice so I just grew closer to Jem. Jem and I would spend days together in the treehouse plotting and planning, calling Scout only when we needed a third party. I could see that Scout would spend most of her time with Miss Maudie now that Jem and I grew closer to each other. Jem told me that Miss Maudie was a widow.
After her five o’clock bath she would appear on the porch and reign over the street in magisterial beauty.Next morning Jem and I were in the back yard deep in conversation. When Scout joined us, as usual we said go away.“Will not. This yard’s as much mine as it is yours, Jem Finch. I got just as much right to play in it as you have,” said Scout. Jem and I emerged from a brief huddle: “If you stay you’ve got to do what we tell you,” I warned.Scout agreed so Jem and I told her about our plan to give a note to Boo inviting him out to get ice cream with us. We told her that we would try to stick the note in a window of the Radley Place with a fishing pole but as we started doing it Atticus cached us and ordered us to “stop tormenting that man” with either notes or the “Boo Radley” game.“You want to be a lawyer, don’t you?” said Atticus. Atticus’s mouth was suspiciously firm, as if he were trying to hold it in line.Jem decided there was no point in quibbling, and was silent.Jem and Scout were coming tonight to sit by Miss Rachel’s fishpool with me, as this was my last night in Maycomb.“Cross in it tonight?” I asked, not looking up. I was constructing a cigarette from newspaper and string.“No just the lady. Don’t light that thing, Dill, you’ll stink up this whole end of town,” said Jem.“We’re gonna miss you, boy,” Scout said. “Reckon we better watch for Mr. Avery?”“I know what, let’s go for a walk,” said Jem.“Where to, Dill?” said Scout.I jerked my head in a southerly direction.Jem said, “Okay.” When Scout protested, Jem said sweetly, “You don’t have to come along, Angel May.”“You don’t have to go. Remember-”“Scout, we ain’t gonna do anything, we’re just goin’ to the street light and back,” said Jem.
Occasionally we heard Miss Stephanie Crawford laugh.“Well?” I said.“Okay,” said Jem. “Why don’t you go on home, Scout?”“What are you gonna do?” asked Scout.Jem and I were simply going to peep in the window with the loose shutter to see if we could get a look at Boo Radley, and if Scout didn’t want to go with us she could go straight home.“But what in the sam holy hill did you wait till tonight?” asked Scout.Because nobody could see us at night, because if Boo Radley killed us we’d miss school instead of vacation, and because it was easier to see inside a dark house in the dark than in the daytime.“Jem, please-” said Scout.“Scout, I’m tellin’ you for the last time, shut your trap or go home- I declare to the Lord you’re getting’ more like a girl every day!” said Jem.With that, Scout had no option but to join us. We creep around the house, peering through various windows.“Let’s try the back window,” I said.“Dill, no,” Scout said.I stopped and let Jem go ahead. When Jem put his foot on the bottom step, the step squeaked. He stood still, and then tried his weight by degrees. The step was silent. Jem skipped two steps, put his foot on the porch, heaved himself to it, and teetered a long moment. He crawled to the window, raised his head and looked in.
Suddenly, we saw the shadow of a man with a hat on and flee, and we heard a shotgun go off behind us. We escaped under the fence by the schoolyard, but Jem’s pants got caught on the fence, and he had to kick them off in order to free himself. We return home, where we encounter a collection of neighborhood adults, including Atticus, Miss Maudie, and Miss Stephanie Crawford, the neighborhood gossip. Miss Maudie informed us that Mr. Nathan Radley shot at “a negro” in his yard. Miss Stephanie added that Mr. Radley would be waiting outside with his gun so he can shoot at the next sound he hears. Later, Atticus noticed that Jem had no pants on so he asked Jem where his pants where, I interjected that I won Jem’s pants in a game of strip poker. Alarmed, Atticus asked us if we were playing cards but Jem responded that we were just playing with matches.“Jem, Scout,” said Atticus, “I don’t want to hear of poker in any form again.
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Saturday, May 2, 2009
Ashes of Roses Post #5
Quote #1:We are just gong back to get your coat, Rose. And the pay that Mr. Moscovitz owes you. He can't have us arrested for that."
Significance: I have choosen this quote because this explains how much trouble immigrants can be going through and how much things you can be going through when your not used to things being the was you expected.
Connection:I really dont have a connection with this because Ive never been an immigrant but theres time where you go somewhere special or somewhere were your going to stay at you think everything is going to be like you expected but not all the time is like that.
Quote #2:"No. I think I'd say Rose hurt him instead."
Significance: Well the reason I had choosen this quote is because it shows that it made Rose stronger because of what Mr.Moscovitz did. So I see how Rose gets to understand more how tthings are like.
Connection:Well I really dont have any connections with this but I can see how other people are almost like this. How people make mistakes, strong mistakes but people forgive but it just makes a person even stronger than what a person can be.
Question:Had any one made a big mistake on you and made you even stronger? Why & how?
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Post #2
Quote #1:"They are better than us, aren't they? I mean, they have such nice things,they must have a lot of money. "
Significance: This got me thinking how sensible other peope can be. More when your an immigrant with no money and you barely have somewhere to sleep. I mean is really sensible how this can happen and the ways they think.
Connection: Well I can have a personal connectiona because I see people that have something that I really want and I can have/afford it I get a little depressed because I cant have I can have it with me.
Question:Have you ever felt his way before like you said they have everything and we dont?
Quote #2: "I almost wanted to give up when i notice the lovely fragrance of baking bread.it remind me of bread ma use to make back at home."
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Significance: The reason I chosed this is because I felt bad how they had to remind about theyre homes when they were getting a little used to being there.
Connection: I dont really have a connection with this but I think that when someone has something or makes something for someone you always get a feeling about something you miss.
Question:Was there a time where something reminded you of something you missed?
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Late Ashes of Roses Post #1
Quote #1 “But the rest of the family at least Elsa and Trudy, weren’t as friendly”, Margaret Rose.
Pg.50
Significance:The reason I had choosen this quote from the book is because it got me thinking when Rose was talking about the way she didnt feel being an immigrant because she didnt like the way she was being treated. I mean it like if I immigrated to another place to Europe I wouldnt feel comfortable because I wouldnt like if people treat me bad.
Question: Well, was Elsa the youngest or the oldest out of Trudy & Elsa?
Quote#2:"Here we are America"I whispered. "Were exactly what ye ordered"
Singnificance: When I forst read this, it thought it was sort of funny when it said "Were exactly what ye ordered"because I wouldnt think that an immigrant would like be so happy about migrating somewhere else that is not there home country.
Question: If you were migrating to another country that is not yours, would you be happy? Why or Why not?(But not if you really wanted to go)
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