Monday, May 26, 2008

Walk Two Moons to Kill a Mocking Bird

Walk Two Moons to Kill a Mocking Bird

Did you know that it is a sin to kill a mocking bird? Did you know not to judge a man until you have walked two moons in his moccasins? Well neither did Salamanca ‘Sal’ Hiddle or Jean Louise ‘Scout’ Finch at the beginning of their stories. These two girls are very similar despite living in very different time periods. They’re curious, brave, caring, and both of them have lost their mothers. Sal and Scout probably would have gotten along very well, had their paths ever crossed.

To truly understand someone and their actions you have to know what they see, you have to take a step out of your own life and into theirs or “walk two moons in their moccasins”. This is a lesson that both Salamanca and Scout learn during the course of their stories. Salamanca learns that she was wrong about Mrs. Cadaver, the only survivor of the accident that Sal’s mother died in and the last person to ever talk to her. Scout learns that Arthur ‘Boo’ Radley was not someone to fear but instead was someone who cared for Jem and herself and watched out for them their whole lives.

To Kill a Mockingbird Page 278

Daylight . . . in my mind, the night faded. It was daytime and the neighborhood was busy. Miss Stephanie Crawford crossed the street to tell the latest to Miss Rachel. Miss Maudie bent over her azaleas. It was summertime, and two children scampered down the sidewalk toward a man approaching in the distance. The man waved, and the children raced each other to him.

It was still summertime, and the children came closer. A boy trudged down the sidewalk dragging a fishing pole behind him. A man stood waiting with his hands on his hips. Summertime, and his children played in the front yard with their friend, enacting a strange little drama of their own invention.

It was fall, and his children fought on the sidewalk in front of Mrs. Dubose’s. The boy helped his sister to her feet, and they made their way home. Fall, and his children trotted to and fro around the corner, the day’s woes and triumphs on their faces. They stopped at an oak tree, delighted, puzzled, apprehensive.

Winter, and his children shivered at the front gate, silhouetted against a blazing house. Winter, and a man walked into the street, dropped his glasses, and shot a dog.

Summer, and he watched his children’s heart break. Autumn again, and Boo’s children needed him.

Atticus was right. One time he said you never really know a man until you stand in his shoes and walk around in them. Just standing on the Radley porch was enough.

While both lessons were difficult to learn and understand, they gave the girls a little bit of peace and they helped Sal and Scout grow up a little. Something that didn’t help with that so much is the girls’ crazy imaginations.

Both Salamanca and Scout have great imaginations. The things they came up with helped them create stories and jump to conclusions about people around them. To Scout Boo Radley was a crazy man who stabs his mother with scissors and is kept locked inside his home. To Salamanca Mrs. Cadaver is a murderer who killed her husband and buried him in her backyard. Eventually the two girls see that they were wrong to think these things about people before knowing much about them. Salamanca and Scout used their imaginations and their curiosity to create incredible stories about other people.

One of the bigger similarities between Salamanca and Scout is that they are both story tellers. Within the first ten pages of Walk Two Moons Salamanca is asked to tell a story and so she begins to tell the story of her friend Phoebe. Scout starts out her own tale by telling the story of her family and Maycomb. The most important story that either of them tells, though, is their own. They tell the story of how they grew up. That is a lot of what makes them so similar.

Throughout their stories Salamanca and Scout show that they are caring, curious, and imaginative girls. They tell the stories of themselves and the people around them as if they were right there in that time and they reflect on what they’ve learned from those experiences. Salamanca and Scout both grew up a little when they learned that killing a mockingbird is a sin and not to judge someone until you’ve walked two moons in their moccasins.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Hurry on up now!

I don't really know what to write about today, but I figure I'm way behind in discussion posts and just a bit behind on blogs, and so I better get going on them.

I guess one major thing that has been on my mind lately is the future. We have less than twenty days of junior high left. You would think that now things would begin to feel different than they have all year, or at least from the past two years, but nothing has really changed. Of course, CRTs are on the computers this year and that makes things different. The tests are not as stressful as they were before and they actually seem as easy as they should.

Other than that though there is not anything that feels any different than it has for me all through junior high. My classes are still the same, my friends and I still talk about the same things, and over all everything is just as it has been for the past two years.

I guess it would seem more real to me if things were beginning to change now. If I could feel things gradually becoming it different it would be easier to grasp how close we are to being finished with junior high. There are so many things that will be coming to a close in the next few weeks, and it is really hard to picture how things are going to be after I am done at Fairfield.

In my mind I picture my seventh grade orientation. I remember looking around the school and thinking about how big and scary it looked. I had been so excited for junior high back then, and I wasn't at all afraid of anything except being able to open my locker. I compare that day to the open house at Layton High a couple of weeks ago. It was a lot different than my seventh grade orientation. My mom dropped me, Carley, and my two little sisters off at the school and we went straight in to get started looking around our new school.

I saw my friends and we walked around looking at places together. We weren't guided by anyone as we were at the seventh grade orientation. It was weird. There were only some parents there. Not a ton. Most kids just came with their friends. I realized then that I really was afraid of getting lost in there next year, and I know that it is a realistic fear.

High school is going to be very, very different from junior high. I know that. I'm excited for it. I can't wait to have only four classes a day and I can't wait to take driver's ed and all of the other fun classes I'm going to take. I am so excited for high school. I just wish it felt more real than it currently does. I wish that things were already changing more, because then I'd be able to grasp that I only have a few more months until I am in high school.

Well, I guess I found something to write about. It is the same thing I've been writing about for a while now, but whatever. I guess I have other things I need to be doing so I'll try to write more later.