Boo Radley on Scout and Jem:
"Daylight... in my mind, the night faded. It was daytime and the neighbourhood 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 towards 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. "
-Scout's idea of Arthur Radley's thoughts-279
Contrary to popular belief, I'm not a mad man. I live and breath, eat, drink, sleep and all that. I've got fears, annoyances and, of course, my joys. They may not know it, but those joys are mine. They made me laugh when my little girl fell out of her tire and realized where she was and when my little boy tried to peek in at me. I may have been the only one watching, but their dramas, to me, were better than Broadway. I watched their old man shoot a dog, and their amazement when they saw him do it. I watched them race down the sidewalks to hug their dad, and then I watched them come home later and later everyday for a month. I gave my little girl warmth on a cold night when she was watching her neighbor's house burn down. I watched them learn and grow up. Two pennies, a broken watch, two soap dolls, a medal, a pair of mended pants, a game and their lives. I didn't give them much. I hope they don't think that they haven't given me anything because they have. In my lonely world, they gave me a smile :) .
Ok that is it i guess. i'll add more if i have time to read the book again
i hope you enjoyed reading this if you even got this far
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