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Sunday, May 23, 2010

Blog # 6
Comparing me to Jem.

INSTRUCTIONS: Compare and contrast yourself to either Scout or Jem at their age. Compare and contrast your summer activities, friends, relationships with your dad, siblings, and adults.

Jem is one of my favorite characters in the book. He is always getting everyone into trouble, but would through his sister or Dill under a buss to keep from being yelled at. Unfortunately, I think that I can be like that some times, especially with my nephews. I guess that because your are older, you think that you're the responsible one, it just seems fit that the younger ones should be getting in trouble. Here are some other things that relate me to Jem.

In the summer, I always play pretend with my nephews, not go and play video games with kids my age. playing pretend is more fun because I get to act. We both want to be lawyers when we grow up, and me both have good relationships with our fathers. I think I sorta treat my nephews like Jem treats Scout and Dill, like little kids, like I'm the smart, elderly one, so I get to make all the rules. Also, when my niece is here, I sometimes don't play with her because me and the boys are playing boy games. I also have a lot of african american friends.

Some differences are that I still have both my parents, I don't have any younger siblings, I don't have a cook/maid/slave. I've never broken my arm, I don't live in the south, and I have a job. I think that Jem and me are alot alike. He is sly, mischeviouse, and unmistakably handsome. :)

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Journal #5

Chapters 12, 13, & 14

Perspective Tom Robinson.

First Purchase is the greatest church in the world. While I was in jail, my poor wife Helen had no way of making any income, So reverend Sykes wouldn't let any body leave the church Until they had ten dollars all for her! An' my poor babies, they's is so hungry wifout me gettin' 'em any food. But thank god for that church! This week an' next week, they's is gonna gather ten dollars for Helen. An' I hear my frein' Calpernia brought Ol' Mr. Finch's Chillin to church with 'er. I always liked Mr. Finch. He's a good man, stickin' up fo' me in court. He's been sittin' with me in the jailhouse. Talking to me about his sister coming to live with him because she didn't want lil scout to grow up without a lady figure around the house. She wanted Cal to leave, But Mr. Finch Let her stay.I don't want to be here! All because of that damned Mr. Ewell! He even sent a mob of men down here to try to threaten me, possibly even to kill me! But thanks to Atticus, his daughter Scout, and Our sniper, I will live to see another day.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Journal #4
Chapters 10, 11, & 12
Perspective: Mrs. Dubose


I tell this tale from up in the skies. That negro lovin' Lawyer, Finch, had to shoot a crazy dog, wandrin' the streets th' other day. I can't stand that man. He won't teach his chilin any manners. The elder, Jeremy Atticus, used his own sisters new baton to chop down my beaytiful flowers I been growing. He was sent byhis father to apologize, an begrudgingly agreed to read a little bit to me every day. He always brought his sister with him, and she just sat there as he would read, I couldn't hear him, and I decided to push the clock back farther and farther to spend as much time as I could with them, before getting my preciouse morphine. And as our days came to a close, I just didn't want them to go. But I wasn't healthy enough for this kind of thing. The final person I saw was their father. I gave him a token for young Jeremy, but the flower was the last thing I had ever touched. Let's hope they don't start loving negros like their father, they start going to places like Th black avern or First Purchase church, they might not be joining me here in heaven.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Blog post number 3
perspective: Uncle jack
chapters 8-9

Well, right before I got here, snow started to fall. I have no idea how it happened, i mean, there hasn't been snow in macomb since me and Atty were kids. Also, A naibor of his whom had been letting lil Scout an' Jem to play in her yard had her house burn to the ground. Now, I'd never spoke to the lady, but she seemed to be pretty strong to be able to get through it all. I told Atty, I leave for a little while and all hell brakes loose.

Scout's been talking like that often. She finds pleasure in words like hell and damn. I was trying not to be the parent and let my brother do his job, but when she asked me to "pass the damn ham" I took her in the living room and had her sit on my lap.

She told me that she reckons she fancies words like that. I asked her to pardon herself to not use words like that anymore. Atticus said that she was just trying it on as all kids do, an' that she she would stop as soon as she realized it was't attracting any welcome attention.

then we went to see my sister Alex. Her grandson always gives Scout a hard time, but this time, it was Scout who punched him and called him a whore-lady. I was suprised, but I made her stand there. I aparently didn't let her share her side.

She said that Francais was saying that Atticus was a “nigger-lover.” I became furious. Not just with him, but with myself. Scout made me promise not to tell Atticus because Atticus had asked her not to fight anyone over what is said about him.

I promised and kept my word. because later, Scout overhears Atticus telling me that Tom Robinson is innocent but doomed, since it’s inconceivable that an all-white jury would ever acquit him. I had to keep myself from talking about what Scout told me today.