Blog 6 perspective of Judge Taylor

Blog 6
I knew that if there was any person that could make the jury think it would be Atticus Finch, if there was anyone that could make them see the unmorality of this case it would be him. I remember that night when he was sitting outside and I walked up to him and offered him the case. I was surprised that he accepted it considering he had nothing to loose if he rejected, but not that I'm complaining I'm happy he took the case this way everyone will see through the web of lies that man of evil, Bob Ewell, everyone in Maycomb knows that when that man gets drunk there no telling what he will do and in this case I think the thing the blew his top was his own blood flesh, his oldest daughter Mayella Ewell, I reckon she did something that really got him mad enough to do something to his own daughter that she would blame it on a poor Blackman, if anything this was the worst case of social inequality I've ever seen, the worst case of prejudicem I ever had the predicament to be judge of. I had waited all summer for this case to happen and when it finally started I wish I had never asked for it, I know that the attorney Gilmer is a good attorney at that but Ill be surprised if they loose, even though Atticus can make them think thoroughly of the unfairness of it they will still convict him even though he is innocent, I know that he will convicted because of his skin color, I know that he will loose no matter how good Atticus was, if this had been any other white person Atticus would have won hands up, I was truly motivated when Atticus gave his last and final speech, I realized that Atticus worked his heart out on this case he and his family that is jem and Scout had truly been affected by it from the children to grown aldults making their life's misery, I just hope they don't suffer too much.................

Blog 5 perspective of Jem

Blog 5
Perspecttive of Jem





I was surprised when Aunt Alexandra came to visit us, I was even more surprised to see how heavy her bag was, Aunt Alexandra had come for a supposed visit, but when I was carrying her bags, I thought that they were too heavy for a visit that was just a couple of days, but then again Aunty Alexandra was a heavy packer, yet this was heavy even for her, maybe it was just me, as soon as I got to the guest roomed, my suspicions were realized as the bags dropped with a dull, sullen sound of permanence. I was surprised at how many people brought over cakes and coffee for her. As I went around town I herd talk about how Aunt Alexandra had come to be our motherly figure, I was surprised when I got home and I saw them all in a circle around each other I knew that this wasn't just for me if anything it was more for scout so that she would become more lady like and as she got more and more into the idea of having to wear dresses to Aunty's Parties she was become more like her well maybe it weon't change her that much well maybe a little I mean she'll still be the same wont she shell play games with me and act like she always had wont she?

Blog 4 perspective of atticus

Journal 4
Perspective of Atticus
I was at my office when my assistant old me that my maid had called me, I immediately told her to pass me her. As soon as I said yes , I heard cal yelling “Mr. Finch, this is Cal, I swear to god there's a mad dog down the street a piece- he's coming this way” and I asked her are you sure? She said “ yes sir , he's – Mr. Finch, I declare he is- old Tim Johnson, yes sir...... yes sir.......... yes-” Then she hanged the telephone. I asked Heck Tate for a ride and told him about the mad dog. As soon as we got there we saw Cal running towards the house. We got out and headed for the front porch. When we got to the porch Jem opened the door. I said stay inside son, then I turned towards Cal and asked her where he was. She said he ought a be here by now. I asked Heck if we should go after him. He said we'd better wait. I said don't think he'll go into the Radley place, the fence will stop him, hell continue down the road. When I saw him I said there he is. I told Heck Tate that he was within range, I said you'd better get him before he goes down the side of the road – Lord knows who's around the corner, I told Cal to go inside. I was surprised when Heck Tate turned to me and said you take him. I told him to stop wasting time and shoot. He responded this is a one shot job. I responded by saying, Don't just stand there, Heck, he wont wait for you all day.- He argued back look where he's at Mr. Finch, if I miss it'll go straight into the Radley Place , I cant shoot that well and you know it. I angrily shouted I haven't shot a gun for almost thirty years- he interrupted and shoved the rifle into me and said id feel mighty comfortable if you did know if you did know. I then took the gun and walked into the middle of the street, I raised my glasses and pushed them onto my forehead, but they slipped down and dropped them onto the ground. I heard them crack and I rubbed my eye and chin and then blinked hard. All of a sudden I raised the gun and quickly pulled the trigger and.........