Sunday, May 31, 2009

Journal #7- Chapters 26-28 from the perspective of Mr. Ewell

I'm a typical guy with typical needs. I got a job at WPA, a depression job program. I dont really think its pretty fun to work there but at the same time awkward. A couple days went by and I lost my job. I cant believe I lost my job and am ticked that atticus would even think about trying to steal my job. I knew it was him because of what I did to him in the case. He's just trying to get me back. I go to atticus and aggressively ask him why he stole my job from me.

I get very angry that Helen Robinson still feels normal then everyone else. I got news for her. Shes just a dirty black women who lost her husband. She needs to leave or die. Also Jem and Scout need to be punished for their behaviors lately and how they've treated me and how nicely they are to Helen. I'm just furious that this could happen. That morning that I decided to think about all of these life issues was the day I walk to work with Helen Robinson on the same path. As I'm walking i say obscenities at her quietly so just she hears it. I want her to die with those bratty kids. As I'm walking saying things she should deserve I see Link Deas. He noticed me saying things to Helen that were threats and decided to threaten me that he would put me in jail if i harmed her. OH i was sooo scared of link! ( sarcastically ) Hes such a big time show. I better watch out. Pssh, i can say whatever i feel like saying.

A another day and night came and i was ticked at jem and scout and just wanted to pummel them. I'm mad and angry at all black people and all people who support them like those dirty rotten kids.
That night I was walking down the same road as Jem and scout. I noticed their scrawny little legs and decided to attack them because they deserve to die. I hide in the bushes behind the kids. They thought they heard something but they will never know its me. I kept hearing names like Cecil Jacobs but I never answered to that name. Scout falls into the bushes and scout goes after her to eventually pull scout back to the road. Jem falls back right after because of the assailant. I pull jem into the bushes further and break his arm and started to hit him on the head a few times. I feel like I'm making progress and then bam! Someone pulls me back further from jem and i struggle to fight him back. I don't know who it is but realize hes gonna pay. Im struggle to break free from his grip when I see a knife get pushed through my rib and..... ( dead ).

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Journal #6- Chapters 16-19 from the perspective of Tom Robinson

The trial begins today. I have to go in the courtroom and tell the people of maycomb the true story but the only reason why they wont believe me is because I'm black. Very tough too live and not be equally treated. I feel like I'm a dog getting walked by a human. I'm always on a leash and when I get to be free of the leash its because I need to get the ball and come back or eat food.
The trial is today and I'm nervous from bottom to top. My legs are giving me the chills that sends it to the tip of my head. As I walk in to sit in my place I notice everyone coming in from the whole town to see this case. I feel a little more appreciated because of all the people who show up. I feel like more people want to see me win then fail. But not in this case, in this case, people don't like black people very much. They feel as if they are dangerous.
As i walk into the courtroom and sit down I hear the people talking about my case and how "Tom will never win." I feel strong enough to take the hate of the courtroom and of maycomb and decide to fill my head with good thoughts while I enter.
As i sat down and the case started I heard the crowd in the courtroom lower there voices for the start of the case. After Judge Taylor presided over the case we began. First up, prosecutor, Mr. Gilmer asks heck Tate questions about what happened that night. He went on about how he got a call that his daughter has been raped. He said when he got there that mayella was bruised and beaten and that mayella told heck Tate that tom Robinson raped her. Next Bob Ewell told his story of what he did that night and how he came from the woods with a load of kindling when he heard his daughter yell. Bob said when he got there he saw me raping her.
The trial continues onto mayella. She said now that I took advantage of her when I got in the house. She also says how her life consists of seven unhelpful children, a drunken father, and no friends. Atticus tries to stand up for me even though I know theres no help for me and asks how I could of harmed her with a torn apart left-hand. He goes on more about it and says why she wouldn't admit that her father bruised her because she was with a black man. I chuckled but not to loud just loud enough for myself to hear. I hear mayella yell back at atticus about the courtroom being cowards to not convict me of the crime. Then she started to cry.
Atticus calls me next for a witness. I walk up there, perfectly relaxed, and ready to answer his questions. I testify that I pass the Ewell's house on the way to work and that mayella most of the time asked me to do chores for her. That day the chore was to fix a door. When I went inside, the door was perfectly fine, and there was no one in the house but us. She told me everyone left to get ice cream because of the money she saved. She needed a box from the dresser. I said OK and started up the ladder. She grabbed my leg and in that moment I was so scared I just jumped down from the ladder. She hugged me and in that moment asked me to kiss her. At that moment Bob came furious standing next to a window. He was so furious that he called her a whore and threatened to kill her. I didn't want anymore of this and ran away. I notice one of my employers stands up to say a comment about me that I gladly appreciated. They get me to admit later on that I have the strength to strangle a girl with one arm and shove her down multiple times. I say that i felt sorry for mayella because of what has happened. Everyone looked at me like That has never happened before. A black feeling bad for a white. I hear crying from the balcony but don't bother to look.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Journal #5- Chapters 13-15 from the perspective of Scout

One night, jem tells me not to antagonize aunt alexandra. I dont like the attitude that jems gives me or the comment he says. I get so frustrated I attack jem. A few minutes later our dad (atticus) comes in and breaks up the fight. He tells us to run off to bed and we both do. As I was hopping I saw something under the bed. I looked under and it was dill that ran away from home because he felt that his mother and father didn't pay enough attention to him. I asked him how he got here. He told me a train, cotton wagon, and walked. Jems goes down the hall to tell atticus while i stay up in the room with dill. I then see jem and atticus come up to my room. He tells me that i need to get more food than some bread for dill. He told me to do that before you go tell Dill's aunt, miss rachel, about his whereabouts. I said yes dad and went straight to the kitchen to give dill a decent meal. I bring the meal up to dill and he eats it like hes never eaten in a month. Then atticus tells us to go to bed. Dill sleeps in jems bed but then climbs over to my bed to talk.

After a week or so i was worried about my dad. He took his car into town and i wanted to check out what was going on because the sherrif came earlier today. Dill, jem, and I went to town. We stayed near a bush and watched atticus from a distance reading a newspaper. I immiediatly suggest we should go and see what is going on. Jem replies saying that we shouldn't bother atticus. As soon as jem said that four cars drove up near the jail that atticus was sitting at and demanded that he moved. I couldn't stand not knowing whats going on so i ran out of our hiding spot and to atticus. Jem and dill follow scout to atticus. I watch as atticus tells jem to run home. Jem refuses and then one of the men tell atticus that his children need to leave within the next 15 seconds. As soon as the men ends his sentence. I notice Mr. walter cunningham. I start chatting with him about his legal entailments and his son walter cunningham. I tell him to make sure he tells his son that I said hi. Mr. cunningham, kneels down, tells me that he will make sure he tells his son that I said hi. He then tells his companions to head out and they all depart. Atticus talks to mr. Underwood and then takes all of us home.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Journal #4- Chapters 10-12 from the perspective of Mrs. Dubose

Awww! i've just woken up from sleeping in. I have a messy house with things everywhere. So I start off the day cleaning up my house. It's very messy so it takes me a while to clean. About 4-5 hours to be exact but noones counting. After I go to my room and put on my clothes for the day. Im a old lady as you know trying to live good. It's very hard to live with my old body. It's hard to move sometimes and even walk.
One day I had I was outside gardening when I see Jem and Scout passing by. I say hi and we start a conversation. I then say to those rotten kids that atticus is not any better than those "niggers" and trash he works for. I said it straight because those kids need to know what there father is doing. Discrasing the white community. He's doing the wrong thing. I had to express my feelings. When they started off back to their home. Jem looked frustrated in a way. He was gripping his fist really tight like he was going to punch me. But why would he punch an old lady, he knows i can't fight or even compete. I think hes feeling angry about what I said. Well, I dont really care, he needs to know the truth.
Everyday I have to go through these rotten kids that have a father that stands with a black man.
One day I took a break from gardening my camellia bushes and went to get some water. I noticed a thump and i ran outside to my bushes. I saw my bushes all ruined and Jem running off back to his home. I started screaming and cursing at him so loud. The whole town could of probably heard me. I had to punish him. I made my punishment to have Jem come to my house everyday for a month and read to me.
As Jem read to me for the first couple days scout decided to join him. They would start reading and I would start fits and abuse about the book. I couldn't stand why that happened in the book. Things were weird and I had to speak up. If i didn't the kids wouldn't know the truth. I also Made the sessions a little longer each day because I wanted them to stay. I couldn't figure why the kids were always holding themselves tight like theres something wrong with me or maybe them. The month went by and i started to get lonely. I started to do more morphine then usual and was very crazy most of the time. which I can admit because everyone probably knows by now.
It was about a month later now. I'd made a box for Jem that holds one of my precious items. In it was a single white camellia. I also was going to tell some people in the county that my reading with the kids was a attempt to break the addiction. I 've been going through some hard weeks. Feeling very sick and what not i feel dead. I feeling you never really feel unless your going to die soon. I woke up one morning about to fall over. I go to the hospital that morning insanely drugged and feel very dissy and sick. I was dying and i knew it. The last thing i said to myself in my mind was " I'm sorry jem and scout." ......................( dead )

Monday, May 11, 2009

Journal #3- Chapters 8-9 from the perspective of Atticus

Today I felt very good and ready to start the day off. I get out of bed with my eyes wide open and my brain feeling refreshed. I get up that morning noticing it was very snowy out today. I walk outside and see the kids playing in the snow lovely and carefully. I notice Scout and Jem as they build the snowman that they were talking about how they made it look like Mr. Avery. I quickly told them to disguise it so that no one would notice that its Mr Avery because it was so much alike him.
Later on that night I woke scout and told her to put her bathrobes on and come outside with me. After she got her clothes on, we both walked outside. We saw that Mrs. Maudies house was on fire with the neighbors helping to get most of the furniture out and the fire truck on its way. Then from a distance i saw someone drape scout with a blanket but couldn't tell because i was too far away. By the time I get back to ask who it was, we were both confused. After some talk and interest in the person who did it, scout had a lead. She thought it was Boo. I looked at her with very glaring eyes telling her " that could be true."
Later on that day I ask scout who did it. She still is clueless. Its very odd why someone would do that. I hear Jem talking to himself about who it is. I overhear and come to find out that it was Boo.
I went straight to scout, with Jem, and told her that we thought it was Boo. She knew it was Boo and almost threw-up because of knowing it was Boo.

A couple days later i get a call from the principle saying your daughter nearly got in a huge fight and needed to be taken home immediately to get some rest. I talk to scout when she came home for the day and she told me that the fight was because another kid found out that it was because i was defending black man. I told scout that I have to defend him. Even though i would lose this case horribly, it would still give me a sense of Justice and self-respect.

A few more days later my brother came into town. Since my brother is hear i think we should go to Alexandra's house for a while. Everyone gets ready and we head off to a rambling old house in the country where my sister lives. Im glad that Francis has come to give scout company. Scout does not like my sister much. She tells her that she has to dress like a lady more often and scout doesn't appreciate that. I could tell by the look in her face.
I thought we all had a wonderful trip and we all return to maycomb peacefully. I get back and decide to talk to jack. Jack and I start talking about how Im defending a black man in a court case. I told jack that we had no chance in winning this case, especially with a white jury.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Journal #2 - Chapters 4-7 from the perspective of Scout

Another typical day with Jem and Dill. Sitting on the ground picking grass because we havent found anything to do yet. These few moments picking grass got everyone to start thinking a little bit. As I was picking a line through the grass it reminded me of adventures. I came up with the idea of going on an adventure around the area. I told Jem and Dill and they got very excited to take this adventure. Dill tells Jem to get all his stuff ready and all of his dirty clothes on so that he doesnt get his clean clothes dirty. As Jem gets ready, i get ready as well. After we are all set we head off down the road. We head down the road a little and i start to fear some of the neighbors. I can sense danger just by looking at the long narrow road. I feel unsafe and unprotected. I was just about to speak but then shut my mouth so i didnt ruin the fun for the other two. As we kept walking we saw a house with holes in the tree. I didnt know what to expect and started to get chills down my spine. I felt very nervous and scared. Jem and Dill then wanted to go check out that tree. As we walk closer i started to chicken out and beg that we just go back home. I constantly heard Jem and Dill make fun of me because i was a scaredy cat. I felt insecure over and over again as I begged and begged to go home. After Jem forced me to go, we check out the tree.

As we walked up to the tree I saw holes in it with items in it. As we crept closer and closer we saw soap like figures. I couldnt tell what they were until we stood right next to the tree. They were soap figures of us. I gasped in fear and begged some more to run home. Jem and Dill constantly told me that we are not leaving. I didnt like the looks of this already. We've been looking through many items today and then all of a sudden someone came out of there house shooting a gun at us to get out of their property. We all ran out of the yard as fast as possible, scared to death that we were going to die. I didnt know what to think but run.

Later on that day we decided to give a note to the house asking why they have us in figures of soap but all we got stuck into again was a gun and a man. We all ditched the house and hoped to find out what was going on with the tree and the man.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Journal #1- Chapters 1-3 from the perspective of Jem

Just a normal typical day in maycomb with the very happy people and the people that set their standards to be mean and cruel. I enjoy my playful sister scout and her loveliness to anyone around her. maybe a little annoying in my view sometimes but still my sister. Today has been very eccentric from all other days. I had a dream last night about how i broke my arm badly four years ago. It was coming back to haunt me. In the dream the last thing I saw before I woke up that day was the glare in every member in the Ewell families eyes. I felt some sort of angry towards them that night then I've ever had. Never a huge angry, just a disappointment. After the over-whelming memories of the pain that occurred on that day, I woke up from the nightmare. As my sweat started to drip down my head and onto my pillow I felt much relief. As I woke up from the dream I couldn't stop thinking about how The Ewell's. My sister says they started the whole incident with my arm but I Disagree. I believe the whole thing started when dill came back from meridian, Mississippi, to spend his first summer in maycomb with his aunt, Rachel haverford, the finch's neighbor. As i kept thinking about this situation I remembered what really happened the day i broke my arm. My sister suggests that it all started when General Jackson chased the Creek Indians north and Simon Finch, their ancestor, moved up the river and built Finch's Landing. Because we couldn't decide which was right, I remember asking our dad, Atticus, and he says that we were both right. My sister begins relating the stories of her childhood that build up to the night that Jem broke his arm which irked me.

After i get up that morning I get ready for a normal day, i walked over to the dinning table and found my sister sister across from me looking at me as if i was malevolent or something worse. I told her about my story and how I felt last night. She gave me the look of, "uhhh and i care why?." I wandered if I should of kept talking. I didn't feel at all indigenous to go into the conversation by asking her how she remembered the old days. She talked the most about Dill most of the time and the memories we had together. I felt like she cared about my pronouncement and was encouraged to start a new day. As i walked away from the dining table and out the front door, I always thought about my sister, scout.