Atticus perspective on shooting the mad dog.
I am in the courtroom talking to Heck. We were recounting what he remembered for the upcoming trial. Heck was telling me how Bob Ewell had called him, when he was interrupted by a phone call. Heck answered it, I could hear muffled yelling. Heck said it was for me, and that it was Calpurnia is talking. Cal told me that there was a mad dog in town headed straight toward our house. I asked heck if he wanted to come with me to shoot the dog. He grabbed his rifle, and I got the car started. I drove as fast as I could back to our house. When we arrived Heck got out and lined up his shot. He put down the gun and practically threw it at me. He knew I still had it, I hadn't shot a gun in over thirty years because I felt like I had an unfair advantage over other living things. I lined up my shot and hit the dog dead on. I found out that Maudie told the kids my old nickname. Jem stood there in awe, I told Heck we should get back to town, and so we did.
Mrs. Dubose perspective of flowers and Jem readings.
Everyday I wake up with the urge to use some more morphine. Everyday, I remembered what I had told Atticus Finch: I told him that before I died, I wanted to get clean. This made me seem like a grouch, but it was just a side effect of withdrawal. I really hated myself for the things I said to people walking by my house, I never wanted to say them. It just seemed to come out. One day I must’ve said something that made someone mad, because my treasured garden had been destroyed. Jem, Atticus’ son had to be the culprit. I said something I did not want to say in one of my withdrawal fits. While I was yelling at his kids I told them that Atticus was no better than the n******* and trash he worked for. Later that day Atticus stopped by to apologize, he told me that Jem would repay me by reading to me every day to get my mind off the morphine. I never openly thanked Jem but I regretted not doing it. His reading worked, So I left him a single camellia in a box to symbolize my thanks.
Tom Robinson's perspective of the trial.
I entered the courtroom handcuffed of course, with great trepidation. As I walked down the center to the defendant side, I felt the hostile stares of the people sitting on each side of me. Right then and there I knew I was doomed. The sheriff began to testify, what he said was accurate, he just told everything he saw how it was, there was no bias with him. Once Bob Ewell got to the stand, as he was being sworn in I thought to myself this guy is scum. Atticus started to question him, after that I thought he was going to walk out and the trial would be done, but no. Atticus was relentless he actually cared about me, something very uncommon around here. When Mayella “the victim” came to testify, I zoned out. I didn’t want to hear any of her lies. My deep thought was broken when I was asked to stand up. The crowd behind me gasped, I’m guessing that Atticus had brought up my arm and how I couldn't be guilty because of it. When I was asked to testify. My handcuffs were removed. My heart was beating really fast, I stuttered through my side of the story, but I knew it did not matter. The jury went to discuss my verdict. It took two hours for them to return. Guilty as charged. The handcuffs were put back on me, and I was escorted out of the room. On my way out Atticus said something about a retrial, I knew that wouldn’t ever happen.
Bob Ewell’s perspective of his attack on the children.
I left the house with three items. A knife, bottle of strong whiskey, and the clothes on my back. I went to Mrs. Merryweather’s pageant and waited. I knew what I had to do. I stayed 30 plus feet behind them at all times, it was easier once they got to the woods. I drew my knife once we were deep enough into the woods. I’m fairly certain the boy had heard me, he randomly looked behind him a few times. I lunged at the girl in costume from behind a shrub, hitting her directly with the knife. She fell over and the boy had attempted to fight me. He didn’t put up much of a fight, I broke his arm then threw him into a tree. I went back to the girl, a mysterious figure approached and stabbed me right in the chest. I fell over, with the knife still in me. The figure helped the girl up and carried the boy away. I sat there bleeding out recounting the end of my life, and realised what it had come to.
Mr. Crooke gave us this assignment to show us different perspectives of characters in To KIll a Mockingbird. One of the most famous and impactful quotes in To Kill a Mockingbird is "You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view--until you climb into his skin and walk around in it." (Lee 39) Atticus said this to show Scout that other people have different lives, and are in different situations then they were. Mr. Crooke wanted us to climb into different characters skin and walk around in their shoes so we could imagine what they thought and saw while they witnessed the events that happened in the book. What I learned from this assignment. was that Scout had it pretty good, given the time period. She had a great father, unlike Bob Ewell, and had much better circumstances than Tom Robinson and Mrs. Dubose.