"Don't you remember me, Mr. Cunningham? I'm Jean Louise Finch. You brought us some hickory nuts one time, remember?" I began to sense the futility one feels when unacknowledged by an chance acquaintance.
"I go to school with Walter," I began again. "He's your boy, ain't he? Ain't he, sir?"
Mr. Cunningham was moved to a faint nod. He did know me, after all.
"He's in my grade," I said, "and he does right well. He's a good boy," I added, "a real nice boy. We brought him home for dinner one time. Maybe he told you about me, I beat him up one time but he was real nice about it. Tell him hey for me, won't you?"
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"So it took an eight-year-old child to bring 'em to their senses, didn't it?" said Atticus. "That proves something -- that a gang of wild animals can be stopped, simply because they're still human. Hmp, maybe we need a police force of children . . . you children last night made Mr. Cunningham stand in my shoes for a minute. That was enough."
Happy 50th, To Kill A Mockingbird.
6 comments:
I love it! Happy 50th
Happy 50th Mockingbird! Can't wait to see you tomorrow morning!! Yay!
Love love love this book. Think I might just read it again. Thanks for the reminder.
This is a good article about Harper Lee
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1289793/Dont-mention-mockingbird-Meet-Harper-Lee-reclusive-novelist-wrote-classic-novel-mesmerised-40-million-readers.html#ixzz0sBQV4Qmz
Thanks for sharing the article, LH. It's sad, but telling.
Hello, fellow encyclopedia blogger. I had to comment because I was extremely close to posting on TKAM as well.
This is a great recent article by Anna Quindlen:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/07/09/to-kill-a-mockingbird-ann_n_639957.html
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