TKAM post 3 chapters 8-9 Scout
I shivered and pulled my thin coat around my body. I hated school it was so boring. We were outside and we were supposed to be playing but it was to cold for that. Some kids were running around but they were only running half heartedly. I looked down at my hands. I was gripping my coat so hard my knuckles were white. Later that day when we were walking home I couldn’t help but look at the radley tree. The hole was still filled with cement. I think I heard Jem sigh as we walked past.
I was woken up in the middle of the night. I had been in the middle of a dream were and Jem and Boo were all friends and that he wasn’t as bad as everyone said he was. The hands were cold and shocking. “Get up! Get up!” it was Jem’s voice speaking. When Jem put a certain tone in his voice I knew that it was important. I hurried and put on my coat. I could already smell the smoke.
We ran outside and I stared in horror at Ms. Maudie’s house. It was so bright in contrast to the cold winter night. “Stay over there” Atticus said. We walked over to the Radleys house we stood by the tree. Soon I couldn’t feel anywhere in my body and I was shaking I felt Jem’s hand on my shoulder and it made me feel warmer and safer. We watched the firemen trying to put out the fire. I couldn’t understand how there was a fire on the coldest day of the year. We waited there for what seemed like hours.
When the sun started peeking over the tops of the house it seemed that the firemen’s jobs were done. I had been so worried about our house but now in the sun I saw that my worry was unneeded because our house was fine. It hadn’t even burnt the sides of our house were my window was. We went into our house and started our fires again. Seeing fire in my home automatically made me on edge. I knew that I would not be having any sleep tonight, not that there was much left to tonight. “You don’t need to go to school tomorrow” Atticus announced. That made me feel at least a little bit better.
“Were did you get that blanket” Atticus asked. I looked at my shoulders. The second I saw it I knew exactly were it was from. “It’s Boo Radleys” I said. “How do you know?” asked Jem. “Because no one else would have been able to put in on me, it wasn’t you and no one else was near us” I shivered as I thought of my mental image of Boo radley sneaking up behind me and touch me. “I think you should at least try to take a nap” Calpurnia said. She ushered me to my bed and I fell into a deep troubled sleep.
A couple days later Uncle Jack came to our house. I always like Uncle Jack best. I ENTRUSTED everything I owned to Uncle Jack. He had always been there for me. Uncle Jack was INGENUOUS, he was a doctor and everyone knew that to be a doctor you had to be really, really smart. Atticus had paid for Uncle Jack’s education so uncle jack was always trying to repay Atticus in some way. We soon went to our cousins house but I hated it there my cousin was so boring and he was mean too. He called atticus a nigger lover, I didn’t know that it meant but I knew it meant something bad. I told him to stop but he didn’t and I got mad. No one would talk to me and I felt ISOLATE away from everybody else. After the thousandth time that he called Atticus a nigger lover I hit him and it hurt bad but I didn’t care because it felt good at the same time. I got in trouble thought and I heard Atticus and uncle Jack DEBATING on what to do with me. I was so mad. Neither of them understood the PERPLEXITY of children. I went into the car with out saying goodbye I was so mad. When we got home I didn’t talk to anyone.
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3 comments:
I really liked how you described how Scout felt about the cold. I also liked how you wrote about Uncle Jack, Scout seems to really love him and you did a good job showing that.
-Olivia
I think that it's kind of hard to write in Scout's point of view seeing that the book is in her point of view so it's kind of hard not to just repeat what's in the book. I think you did a good job of not just copying what the book says and actually going deeper into Scout's mind than the book described.
I like how you describe things in great detail like your whole first paragraph. you write really well as if you were actually scout. you also you very good descriptive words which makes it easier to actually visualize what is going on.
~John
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