Thursday 28 November 2013

Journal from the perspective of Jean Louise Finch (Scout)

Dear journal,

Summer is over, and i wish Dill were here with me instead of going back to Meridan. I still cannot believe that Jem actually had the guts to enter Radley Place. I would never have done that. Seeing the shutters move made my heart skip a beat. Now, I have to attend school; my brother Jem told me that I will have a teacher called Miss Caroline Fisher and that she is very bad at teaching children. Wish me good luck, journal.

In Maycomb, the rural areas are extremely poor. It is such an old town and since it is so small, people know each other well and children play with one another. There is a range of classes; some are rich and others poor. Farmers were poor and they had to work hard, but my father is a lawyer and we aren't a rich family either. Sometimes, I feel like this place is a little bland and a little spice in my life would be great. As soon as I step out the door, it is so calm and it seems like people here don't have places to go, not that they could.

Now that I have school, I probably wont have time to think about this stuff anymore. As Jem said, life would be different at school. I'll be sure to prepare myself for anything. I hope that Miss Caroline Fisher doesn't slap me sith a ruler again.

Goodbye journal,

Scout



Sunday 10 November 2013

Farewell

Response to The Metaphor by Budge Wilson
Farewell

Ms. Hancock
You made the class shine
When moods were low
You gave us thunder
That penetrated our minds

Ms. Hancock
You kept us going
Even when I hid
You made us remember
The beauty of literature

Ms. Hancock
Farewell
I bid you adieu