Glancing around the town I knew from the start that there wasn't much to
it, if I compared it to the big city life that I was used to. But it was
something. The first person I noticed was the little girl. She couldn't
have been more than eight. The girl was sitting on a porch eagerly
listening to a kind looking lady tell her something. Sometimes the girl's
facial expressions would change, as if she couldn't believe what she was
hearing. Other times I noticed her glancing past the woman. As if she was
looking for someone. At first I couldn't understand what she was looking at
but then I noticed two boys playing, both were a little older than her. I
saw them more than once hanging around a house. I didn't think that if was
their house because they never went inside. I wondered who lived in that
house, no one ever went in, no one ever went out, but something told me
that it wasn't abandoned and that it had a story to it, because those boys
couldn't wouldn't stop looking at it.
I assumed that the little girl knew the boys from school, but now since it was summer they didn't see each other that much. Maybe she was shy to go up to them and join them. But then another time I found out that the older boy was the brother of the girl. I saw them heading into the same house walking side by side with their father, who seemed by first impression as a smart, important, kind person. I found it a little strange that the father was always taking care of the children, along with a black housekeeper who the children seemed to respect a lot. Where was their mother, I thought? I found out from listening to some town gossip that she had died when the children where young, and that the father, Atticus I learned his name was, raised them by himself. He was a lawyer and a good father, and apparently he was very respectable in the town of Maycomb. Atticus was one of the few who were respected on that level.
I learned that by listening to small town folks chatting you could find out a lot. Being very interested in everything I decided that it wouldn't hurt me to overhear. I found out about a family called the Cunningham's. Apparently they were good, well liked people, but they didn't have much money. They didn't like to seem in need of help so they never accepted charity. They were able to survive by themselves. The second family that interested me were the Ewell's. I did not think that they were people that I would get along with if we met. They seemed like lazy, uneducated, angry people. Everywhere I went I always hard someone mention the Radley's. Who were they? I wanted to find out, but something told me not to ask. I was very interested though because I heard something about them from everyone. From some adults, to Atticus's children. There were so many different people, but somehow they all lived together. That was what amazed me; I found it to be beautiful.
Going to Maycomb was a wonderful experience for me. I don't even know why I was there, something must have pushed me to come there. Maybe it was all a dream. I don't know. I might never find out all the secrets that the town holds, but I was able to get a good portion of information. It's been a while since I went there, but sometimes I still think what's going on there. How are the children growing up? Are people still talking about the Radley's? Maybe I will go back one day, but for now I'll just let it be a peaceful memory.
I assumed that the little girl knew the boys from school, but now since it was summer they didn't see each other that much. Maybe she was shy to go up to them and join them. But then another time I found out that the older boy was the brother of the girl. I saw them heading into the same house walking side by side with their father, who seemed by first impression as a smart, important, kind person. I found it a little strange that the father was always taking care of the children, along with a black housekeeper who the children seemed to respect a lot. Where was their mother, I thought? I found out from listening to some town gossip that she had died when the children where young, and that the father, Atticus I learned his name was, raised them by himself. He was a lawyer and a good father, and apparently he was very respectable in the town of Maycomb. Atticus was one of the few who were respected on that level.
I learned that by listening to small town folks chatting you could find out a lot. Being very interested in everything I decided that it wouldn't hurt me to overhear. I found out about a family called the Cunningham's. Apparently they were good, well liked people, but they didn't have much money. They didn't like to seem in need of help so they never accepted charity. They were able to survive by themselves. The second family that interested me were the Ewell's. I did not think that they were people that I would get along with if we met. They seemed like lazy, uneducated, angry people. Everywhere I went I always hard someone mention the Radley's. Who were they? I wanted to find out, but something told me not to ask. I was very interested though because I heard something about them from everyone. From some adults, to Atticus's children. There were so many different people, but somehow they all lived together. That was what amazed me; I found it to be beautiful.
Going to Maycomb was a wonderful experience for me. I don't even know why I was there, something must have pushed me to come there. Maybe it was all a dream. I don't know. I might never find out all the secrets that the town holds, but I was able to get a good portion of information. It's been a while since I went there, but sometimes I still think what's going on there. How are the children growing up? Are people still talking about the Radley's? Maybe I will go back one day, but for now I'll just let it be a peaceful memory.