Perspective: Mr. Cunningham
Walking up to the Maycomb jail, I was prepared to be a part of the lynching of Tom Robinson. I was caught up in the mentality of the mob. In the moment, I wasn't even thinking of what I was doing. When the mob and I approached Atticus we were all determined to push Atticus out of there. When Atticus refused to move, it shocked us all because we thought we would scare him off. Then Scout, her brother and a friend arrived. Atticus was unhappy too see the kids, he almost looked scared for a moment. Atticus insisted that Jem takes the kids home, but he fought back. Most of us were pretty drunk then and these drunk guys did what they wanted to do. One man grabbed Jem as if he was going to take him out of there. That didn't work at all. Scout kicks the fella and then she recognizes me. She started to ask about my entitlement and tells me to say hi to Walter, my son. In this moment I was drawled out of my mentality and knew then I was doing wrong. I didn't answer for quite a while until I had the courage to tell her I will give the message to Walter. Scout being the same age as my Walter made want to leave. I told the rest of the guys we had to go, this was not the time to perform such an act to Tom.
Entry Two: Miss Maudies Fire
Perspective: Miss Maudie
I woke up in the middle of the night to smoke surrounding my room. I rushed outside to see my neighbors already standing there. Atticus, Mr. Avery and other men of Maycomb rapidly ran to help by getting all the furniture out of my house. After a little bit, my house was already in flames, crumbling down to the ground. When the fire truck showed up my house we pretty beat up. It was almost dawn by the time the fire trucks left. I was grateful for all the people who came to help me out. This showed me how my community comes together. A little after the fire was out, Jem asked me if I was grieving and honestly I am not even that upset. All of the things that I lost were just possessions that I can replace. My house was old and run down, I just want to restart my house. I could make a nice new yard; it will be the finest yard in Alabama! I am just happy that no one got hurt especially Mr. Avery. He was coming very close to being stuck. Life will go on without that house!
Entry Three: ol' One shot