Jem Finch, Scout Finch and Charles Baker Harris. Oh, them kids are too funny. They remind me of the days I spent out on lawns, with big imaginations. Scout came up to me and asked if Mr. Aurthur Radley was still living. What a question, ain't it? Scout is such a curious child. I tell you, Jeremy and Charles are interesting too. Planing eccentric games, I bet they want to get tanned from Atticus. Living near the Finches has been a real pleasure on my part. The kids never seemed to irk me. It gives me something to do and think about. It's like watching a film. Sometimes I do wonder what goes on with Mr. Aurthur, but other times I forget and move on. I wish them kids wouldn't bother him though. Stepping on his lawn, and touching his house. Hehe. I know 'em kids would learn the hard way. It'll be like watching a chick grow to become a chicken. Moving on back to Scout, I sometimes feel like a mother she has never had. Of course I've already grown out of motherly newness, I guess, but I feel like I should stick around. I hope Scout would be intimidated. Since there really isn't anything other thing to do, but make pastry's, watching them kids horse playing.
Monday, May 11, 2009
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I loved the way you made the story look like it was typed by Miss Maudie because you made it sound like you were a person from back then. You were very interactive throughout your story which was interesting. I like how you used a lot of metaphors in your story to help explain what you meant.
I liked this blog post because you made all the specific details on here. and you did a good job on making this sound like Ms. Maudie. And how you involved every character that met up with you in the chapter.
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