Journal #8: Perspective of Dill

It was once more the time that comes nearly at the end of all my recent summers, the time where I have to cherish the few days I have in the great county of Maycomb, I wish I could live there because I have learned so many things from there. Like in the last couple of weeks the subject that i could not swim was brought up in a conversation i was having with Jem. He thought it would be an inconvenience to live in Mississippi and not know how to swim. So he taught me how in a lake and in two weeks I gained the skill which seemed now pretty useful becaause I could allegedly engange my parents to go to the beach with me. I aslo went through some hardships in Maycomb. Like witnessing the racism of our nation in courthouse and yet the judicial system is supposed to be justified and eqaul to both sides. All those hypocrites that walked out the courthouse pretending to feel bad on how the verdict turned out. It just makes me sick most of time thinking about that trial on how Atticus worked so hard to provide a good case but instead it turned out that the evidence didn't matter only the subject which was black vs white. I tried to spend as much time I could with Scout and Dill ever since I ran away from home because i would want good memories back in Meridian. Mississippi.
The last couple of days were aprehensive because soon after tom lost the case and was sent back to jail he had enough and tried to escape but was brutally shot during his escape. The harsh part about it was that Atticus had to tell Tom's wife Helen that she Tom died and she has become a widow. She he had to bring Calpurnia with him and after a long while Atticus came out of the house and i would guess Calpurnia was still in their comforting Helen about the awful news. I hated the fact that I would leave Maycomb soon on a sad event, I tried to make the most of it but the trial was on my mind, I tried to hang out with Jem and Scout but could't, until the l;ast day when i told Scout and jem as soon i was out of School i would come by train and not meet them under obscure circumstances.

Journal #7 Perspective of Miss Muadie

I was just doing my usual pursuits, getting up and sitting on the porch thinking, and that day specifically I had a lot to think about. The trial would begin in a short amount of time, a couple minutes later Jem, Scout and Dill came to my house subsequent after Atticus had left for town. They asked me if I was going to go to see the trial at the courthouse. I didn't want to go because I didn't want to see that poor negro get thrown back to jail because I already knew what the verdict was and Atticus new it was also improbable to win that wretched case.I told the kids no because I have already seen my fair share of courthouse cases similar to this one. So that day
I knew it was going to end in disappointment for the colored folks and to Dill, Scout, Jem, Atticus and Calpurnia. I didn't want to think about the case that much so I started making cakes to comfort Dill, Scout, and Jem who are going to face the inevitable at the courthouse. A couple hour later I heard some noise and it was Calpurnia searching for the kids crazily. I could of told her straight on that the kids were at the trial but I knew it was one of those things that maybe necessary to see what their father has to deal with. She asked around and no one had seen him and Miss Rachel scared that Dill had also disappeared. Cal went straight for the courthouse to give a note to Atticus from Alexandra. I could already tell that those kids were in a bad predicament. I could imagine those little kids watching Calpurnia making her way though the aisle and some one might point them out to Atticus and I was right.
I saw those kids get home and Calpurnia was scolding Jem, they had supper and went racing back to the courthouse to hear the verdict. I wonder how Alexandra tends to handle with those kids because they already made her worry for them and not only that but they went back to the trial. Around an hour and a half later the kids came back home. Jem was crying and Scout was disappointed. They faced the truth of this world. i called them over I had 3 cakes one big one and 2 small ones. The two small ones were for Scout and Dill and for Jem he got a slice from the big cake. I tried to reason with Jem on why judge Taylor gave Attius the case and how Atticus never once tried not to help Tom Robinson. The next day I heard Stephanie telling Jem that his father was spat in the face by Bob Ewell and he threaten to kill him. Alexandra stood embarrassed at the door for not being able to stop Stephanie. The kids were fretting about Atticus, but he soon relieved the kids. one day Alexandra invited me and the other ladies of this Town for tea and deserts at the Finch house. scout got dragged in by Alexandra and i already knew Scout wouldn't really fit in because she speaks her mind. she sat near me for comfort and some of the things she said had gotten the other ladies to laugh but she wasn't trying to make them laugh. Ms. Merriweather talked about Toma and i could tell that would upset Scout i tried to hold her from making rude comments and it sort of worked. I remeinded her to be a lady like her Aunt and to my surprise it worked.

TKAM Jounal #6: Perspective of Mayella Ewell

There I was one night doing my regular day chores when I saw Tom Robinson he was walking past our house like he did every day. This time was different because I had to chop up a old chiffarobe that my papa left me as chores for the evening since i was the oldest Ewell out of the kids in this family. I told that negro I had a job for him so he came over, I told him i would give him a nickel if he would chop up that old chiffarobe for me. So I went inside to go fetch the nickel I promised to that negro, I was oblivious that he was inside my house until that dirty animal jumped on me, I tried to fight him off but he was stealthy that is when he started to beat me, I tried to fight back with all my strength but he was too strong he kept hitting me all over until I was encumbered and I kept on screaming for help since he already had started taking advantage of me, it must of been a short time till my papa came because heard him rushing to the window. He saw what was happening so he rushed to the door and that was when the negro ran away I was relieved and I started to faint my papa was hollering at me who he was but I just fainted. When I woke up I saw Mr. Tate and my papa were dragging me to the water bucket. Te next day they Mr.Tate was asking me questions and we finally came to a conclusion that Tom Robinson raped me. I couldn't forget a face of someone who would commit a crime like that. Then now on present days at the court I said everything that I could remembered that happened so I hope they lock that devil negro in bars. That Mr.Finch should also go to for representing a rapist, Ialso didn't know where he was going at because he was asking me irrelevat questions That defendant should not even have the right to go through the court synstem.

TKAM Journal #5: Perspective of Dill

It was during the week when I just had enough of my parents ignoring me. They would just

keep to themselves and won't involve me with anything, they would just say we bought you

those toys so play with them. I remembered the good times I had in Maycomb, Alabama. Scout

an Jem always knew how to have fun by themselves so I made my decision. The next day, in

the evening, when my parents were busy I crept to my mom's purse and took as much money

as I could find and ran back to my room. I shut and locked the door, and counted all the money I

had exactly thirteen dollars which was just enough to get to Maycomb, Alabama from Meridian,

Mississippi by train. I ran to the train station and caught the first train that went straight to

Maycomb, Alabama. When I finally arrived in Maycomb it was around 5pm, I had to walk to

Scout's house since I used up all my money riding the train here and i was so hungry. I walked

up to their door and I heard arguing so it was probably a bad time going in. I snuck around to the

back of the house and went through the back door. I went through the dining room and cut

across the hall and went into Scout's room and hid under her bed. I was going to stake out under

her bed and hopefully she would come soon since I'm dying of hunger and to my relief they came

around 2 hours later. I popped up and they were surprised to see me. I told them what had

happened and Jem thought he should tell his father Atticus, Scout and I thought that was a bad

idea but he went anyway. Atticus came in and saw me he was a little surprised asked me what

happened and invited me for dinner, I was happy since i was really hungry. He went to my Aunt

Rachel and she came over saying that my parents were worried sick about me. I got to stay for

the night. I had to sleep in Jems room but I couldn't take so i went to sleep with Scout.The next

morning Scout and Jem caught me up about everything that happened recently like the trial, to

the fire and to Boo Radley actually being nice and helpful even though no one had seen him yet. I

was impressed with all the adventures they had, a lot more interesting here in Maycomb than in

Meridian. one night when I was sleeping at my Aunt Rachel's house I woke up around 10pm to

the sound of a car engine. It was Atticus which was weird because why was he leaving late at

night. Ten seconds later Jem and Scout appeared at my window asking me if I wanted to tag

along which I did. i snuck out the window and followed Jem along with Scout. We first went to

the courthouse where his office was but Atticus wasn't there. The we saw him sitting down

reading a news paper at the door of the Maycomb county jail. The a group of men appeared and

Scout jumped out and ran to Atticus. Jem tried to stop her but was to late. I heard Scout talking

but i couldn't tell what she was saying the Jem popped out so I followed him. Atticus told Jem to

take us home repeatedly but Jem kept answering no. the men left and so did we with Atticus. it

was scary being there at night but at least it was more interesting than being in Meridain.

TKAM Journal #4: Perspective of Heck Tate

I just got back to the Sheriff's department from patrolling a neighborhood when I got an emergency call from Atticus Finch, it was about his maid Calpurnia calling him about seeing a mad dog. I didn't really believe the call because it was February and mad dogs usually come in August but as my job I had to take every call as an emergency, especially if it was from an old friend like Atticus. I went to go pick up Atticus in my sheriff's car from his office we hurried down to the neighborhood the mad dog had been spotted because they can kill children and even adults if not approached with caution. Luckily Atticus was telling me all the details and luckily it seemed that the dog was in the dazed stage so it would be a little while until it goes attacking people. We finally reached the place and Calpurnia was there waiting with Atticus's kids, they were waiting by the Radley place. We waited until the dog showed up, and no doubt about the dog was fitting the symptoms, he had just to walk in a straight line until he would start attacking. Atticus had told Calpurnia and the kids to go in. We were waiting till the dog turned until he walked in a straight so we could make sure. It turned out to be Harry Johnson's dog. Tim Johnson. I kind of felt sorry that we had to kill the dog since that is mostly what Harry Johnson had left. The dog was waking in a straight line so the time had come to kill it, I was thinking what would happen if I missed, it might jump start the dog to go on a rampage and won't be still enough to shoot it down, Atticus asked me what was wrong but he already knew so I told him to shoot it, he first refused but he was the only pone her who could take it out in one shot, because he was the Ol' One Shot. I had to throw the gun at him so he could hold it. He hesitated so I told him there wasn't much time left so he calmed down and took the stance of Ol' One Shot and took the shot. For the moment you could hear the shot and the yelp the dog made as the bullet made contact. I went over there and it was a clean head shot. I was amazed how he still kept his talent, people in the streets cheered calling him Ol" One Shot Finch, couple minutes later, animal control came took the dog and sterilized the spot where Tim Johnson died. I thanked Atticus and went back to my Sheriff's department thinking about the old days where Atticus would be obsessed at hitting targets straight on and how those days passed on.

TKAM Journal #3 (8-9): Perspective of Miss Maudi

I awoke that day adjacent to my window, I was petrified by the sight I saw when I awoke. It seemed that all of Maycomb was covered by snow clouds. Not long after I awoke I heard those two kids. Jem and Scout Finch were banging at my door. I answered to find them asking for the most useless thing on my lawn. They were all fanatical about asking me if they could have the snow on my law. I thought it was a blessing that they were removing that stuff from my beautiful lawn. I had to warn them not to step or ruin my azaleas. I asked those kids what they were going to do with my snow but they grinned and said you'll see. The next day the bitter weather continued so I had to go outside and try to isolate my flowers from the cold weather because they could freeze and whither to a useless plant. While I was out I saw the thing that Jem and Scout were building, they made a snowman and a pretty good one since there wasn't that much snow. If I didn't know any better I would say it looked a lot like Mr. Avery, the next following day were pretty cold so i lit most of the fire places. I woke in the middle of the night to a flash of light then I realized it was to hot in side my house so when I ran down the stairs there was the origin of the fire, as soon as I stopped to think I ran straight outside yelling " Fire!, Fire!". That woke the whole neighborhood and soon all young men where helping me take all my things out of my house before the fire spreaded everywhere. Atticus was already helping me by taking out some furniture, the firetrucks were late since the weather had them frozen to the ground but the perplexity of the fire was people were waiting on the firetrucks which arrived by being pushed by crowds of men and soon enough after a while the fire was out. I could Jem and Scout Finch huddling together watching the fire and debating on what had started it. by the afternoon of the next day I got all my stuff set in Stephanie Crawford's house, I was just outside on my once beautiful lawn looking at the ruins that were once my house. Jem and Scout Finch came to my house and asked questions like what I would do now but i liked the idea of starting new, a smaller house, and a bigger lawn once Jem left with a puzzled look from my answer Scout Finch was still, until I broke the ice about saying that she had a run in with Aurthor Radley and that if she only turned around she would have saw him.

TKAM Journal #2 (4-7): Perspective of Dill

I had arrived in Maycomb,around early June and I was already eight years old, this trip to my Aunt Rachel's house was special because of two things. I would be able to see Jem and Scout again. I also got to go on the train to Maycomb by myself, from Meridian, Mississippi. I saw many things on the way to Maycomb, so i had a lot of stories to tell. I was thinking how the first day would be for me in Maycomb as I teetered off the train. I went to dinner with my Aunt Rachel the first night in Maycomb. This summer was the first time Jem and Scout got to see my Father and he is President of the L & N Railroad and that is sort of the reason why I got to ride the train by myself. So after they saw my father we went to go play games but Scout was bored of playing the usual games. I brought my sense of smelling the dead and I was sharing it with Jem and Scout but they I was tormenting them since I smelled that Scout was going to die in three days. Scout thought i believed in hot steams cause of my sense. I didn't know what they were. Jem was teaching me about but Scout contradicted him by saying that Calpurnia saying that they were just old malignant tales to scare folks.

Scout decided to play with an old tire, Jem said that he was too big to play with the tire and said those little games were only for small people. I just think that Jem was trying to assure himself that he was the unanimous leader of our group. Scout said he should be the pusher and she should be first. I thought that was a mistake because jem was still a little mad about Scout contridicting him about Hot Steams. Jem with all his anger and strength pushed the tire as hard as he could and that sent Scount flying donw th sidewalk and then she rolled into the Radley place. Jem and I were scared that maybe Boo might come out and eat her. Scout was in a daze berfore she could find out where she was and when she did she panicked because Jem and I were yelling at her to get the tire and run. Hastily Scout just bolted out of the place leaving the tire behind so jem went for since Scout made him do it. We were all frightened but we forgot it all when we heard the voice of Calpurnia yelling " Lemonade!". we all ran and when we finished the pitcher we were thinking about what to do. Then Jem came up with the Game Boo Radley. It was a story of acting out all the legends about the Radleys into one play. I was the Mr. Radley and jem was Boo and the first scene we acted was when Mr. Radley got stabbed by Boo with Scissors and Scout was Mrs. Radley. Everyday of the summer we got better and better at it until one day we almost got caught by Jem's father Atticus. We didn't realized what time it was and Atticus was already home and he found us playing and asked what we were doing, the look of evasion on Jem's face is what kept my mouth shut. Jem lied to Atticus about how were weren't play a game about the Radleys so Atticus Just left.

The more we played the more we wanted to find out the truth behind the Radley's so one day Jem suggested we send a note to Boo early in the moring and Scout caught us talking about it so she wanted in. I would keep gaurd in the front gate Scout on the back and Jem sends the note through a fishing pole. Almost all went well until Atticus caught us and i was to shocked to ring the bell. We all got introuble for not leaving the Radley house alone. So for a while we were not attepmting to make contact with the Radleys. The last days I had in Maycomb I wanted to get some truth so I asked jem to go for a walk and leave scout behind. This time I would go around, under the fence and through the box in the house. Jem would wait by the fence. To my suprise scout was their and she anted in again and i couldn't back down. We were in the property creeping towards the house until we heard a shogun shot. We dove for the ground and bolted out of the house as fast as we could. Jem met with Atticus trying to cover for us by saying what happened and then when we running from the house Nathan Radley was yelling to us " Next time you tresspass you won't get a warning shot!". That was enough to end my curiosity about the Radley for that moment. A little while after that inccedent I left back to Mississippi with stories to tell.

TKAM Journal #1: Perspective of Dill

I just arrived in a small town called Maycomb, Alabama during summer. I was exhausted from coming all the way from Meridian, Mississippi by train. I came to Maycomb to spend the summer with my Aunt Rachel. The first day I arrived it was already night time so I went to sleep. The next morning I woke up early and went outside to see how the neighborhood was like. I was sitting on my Aunts porch when i heard something next door. I thought it was a small animal but it a boy and a girl just staring at me with intimidation. I got the courage to speak first, I introduced my self to them. Then the big kid spoke and asked my age. He though I as four and a half but I am really seven. The big kid introduces his sister and says that she can read and that she hasn't started school yet. I could already tell I got a bad first impression on them. I told him my whole name which is Charles Barker Harris and he said " Lord what a name". I told him that his name name isn't any better since it was Jeremy Atticus Finch. When i got to the other side of the fence they asked me where I came because they knew i wasn't indigenous to Maycomb. I told them I was from Mississippi and came to Maycomb during the summer at my Aunt Rachel's house. I wanted to impress them so I told them I won a Beautiful Child contest and got 5 dollars from it. With that money i went to see picture shows twenty times. Jeremy asked me if i had seen anything good and I told him I saw Dracula. Then it felt like we both had a mutual compromise of respect to one another. After I was done telling how the show Dracula was Jeremy's little sister asked me where my Father was. I really don't know he is just gone. I knew after the second day I was accepted by Jeremy and Scout.

Everyday of the summer i would go outside and play with them, since I saw a lot of picture shows I could act out a lot of character when we played Like being Tarzan or Merlin the wizard with eccentric plans. Then one day the old house on the hill caught my attention. I asked Jeremy and Scout what that's place was. They told me it was the Radley place, and there was a whole story of legends behind it. One legend was that there was a malevolent phantom in the house. The whole story started before Jeremy, Scout and I were born. Boo Radley the youngest son of the Radleys got in trouble for drinking a cursing in public and his father Aurthor Radley was so ashamed that he forced his son to stay in the house and never see sunlight again. Later when Boo was cutting things out with scissors his dad walked by and Boo stabbed him in the leg cleaned the scissors and went back to using them. Then after Author Radley died his oldest son Nathan Radley came to take his place. Jeremy sounded fearless when he was telling the story. I dare him to open the door of the Radley house and he first condecended to it. Then he was getting scared of the thought that Boo would come out and eat him in the end we agreed he only had to slap the house and when he got ready he ran as fast as he could to and from the Radley house. I didn't have many days left in Maycomb after that because I had to attend school back in Mississippi so i left in early September.

Immigrant Project Reflection

My experience with the lit circle book was good, especially since we did blogs this lit circle instead of the dialectable journals, character page, vocabulary and the log, because it was a lot more easier for me and probably the rest of the class since we didn't have to keep track of so many papers. I also think that it gave us more time to because instead of turning in in at school it could be posted at nine on our blogs. What was also good about using blogs instead off all those papers was that you got to read your group members post, which you understand more since with the dialectable journals your group members had to reads it out loud and sometime you could not really understand them. I was happy with my choice because when we searched up our three top book choices I looked up descriptions of all the book choices. The most interesting description was Tis since it was about a young adult named Frank McCourt who comes to America with only twenty dollars and he has no family in America and he plans to support and give his poor family back in Ireland(his home country) a better life. What I also like about this particular lit circle was that I was in a group with people I can relate to so it was easy to understand what my group members were saying in their post. Before I was in groups with people that I don't really know much about them.

Something significant about my book was to never give up until you achieved what you were aiming for and not settle for anything less. An example from the book was that Frank McCourt was in the army and the military provided military housing which was a lot better shelter than what his family was living in before and yet he decided to follow through his goal and get them a permanent and better house. I also learned that most of my group gave honest feed back on my post, and most of my group also didn't fall behind with the posts.

I think giving more time on the post would get more people to post since some people are late with their post they think was the point of posting if it's late. Like we first did blogging and posting in 7th grade and my teacher Ms. Interlandi gave us to midnight to do our post, and a lot of people did do their post and I guess it's because a lot of kids stay up late at night. I also think that lit circle meetings were good because we could know what page our whole groups at and also we could use that time to post or respond.

I think blogging was a lot more efficient since we weren't all disorganized with the lit circle papers. The blogs actually gave more space for responses because on the dialectable journal you don't get any responses only two questions answered , but with the blogs you get responses from everyone which means you can make your post a lot better. You can also read the post over while you are responding so you don't forget anything you read in the post.

The blogging didn't have much problems except when people wouldn't post because then you can't respond and if they post it later I think you would have to respond and that kind of gets annoying. I also would get confused about the time because sometimes blogger would mess up the posting time because if you post blogger can display a later time and that could affect your grade because that would mean you didn't post on time. Other than that blogger and blogging was a lot more easier and what was cool about it was that you could use gadgets and gadgets on blogger are things like polls, surveys and even links and the links could be to your other group members blogs and that is a lot easier than having to type in the URL. My group members were interpreting the book in sort of the same way or agree to my or another group member's interpretation because in the response my group would agree a lot and, other times they would have some question of their own. What I liked about the blogging was how our group members answer the questions because each member had their own answer.

My decision process was kind of simple since I just needed to keep in mind what part of the books struck me as interesting or surprising. My process was sort of an elimination process, like think of an image and see if its good and if not try and find another part of the book that was interesting to you. The book is about an Irish boy named Frank McCourt who came to the U.S to support his family back in Ireland and all these bad things happen to Frank McCourt and his solution was to drink beer. So my first sketch was him as a teacher because that is when Frank McCourt started to get somewhat close to achieving his goal, but was seemed good for Frank McCourt started to turn out into something he didn't want because his class did no listen to him. Every day Frank McCourt had to struggle at that teaching job because the kids really didn't care for an education. Then i realized that the most striking moment of the book was near to the end when Frank McCourt has a child and gives up drinking

I think my painting did make a connection with the book since its about him giving up drinking to become a responsible father for his new born child. The reason it connects is because it show Alberta(his wife) holding their child while Frank breaks the addiction to the beer bottle. I think Frank McCourt also gave up beer because he didn't want to be like his dad and choose the bottle over everything else.

The interview process went pretty good since I did to e-mail interviews and and one in person interview. She was actually pretty cool about answering question because I would be a little annoyed with someone asking me questions. The last interview was kind of awkward since it was in person and we were just silent unless I asked a question. The e-mail interview was smooth though because she just emailed me back her answers and then I would just print them.

I think interviewing you participant three time was a good idea because then you would get more answers and have a good story on how their immigration was like. I don't why we need three different methods because we would get the same amount of answers if we emailed them three time instead of going in person.

My last interview I learned the most since it was my in person interview and we had to have twenty to twenty five questions for our participant to answer. My participant immigrated to the U.S recently in last August and that would make her a modern immigrant so she didn't have to go through the whole long interrogation since her mom had prepared her documents. She said it was a little hard passing the test for getting a visa.

The gift i made for my participant was a painting about Chinese culture since she was born and raised most of her life in China. The images in the painting are a Dragon, the ying-yang, Chinese clothing, and a Chinese temple.