Category: Communication

Calpurnia’s identity is shown in Ch12 as something that is confused and lost. We learn basic information about her which would seem normal to know of anybody else, Calpurnia life seemed to be alive with the finches we didn’t know how she was outside the finches. We learn that she’s older than Atticus Finch , she doesn’t know her own birthday so she chooses to celebrate it on Christmas. “I’m older than Mr. Finch, even.” “I just have it on Christmas, it’s easier to remember that way—I don’t have a real birthday.” She’s from Finches landing and has been with Finches or the Buford’s all her life, ‘‘were you from the Landing?” Jem asked. “I certainly am’’, ‘‘I’ve spent all my days workin’ for the Finches or the Buford’s’’. Zeebo was her son and the eldest.

She acts in a different way when around the ‘Negros’ and talks ‘nigger talk’ , “What you want, Lula?” she asked, in tones I had never heard her use. She spoke quietly, contemptuously. Again I thought her voice strange: she was talking like the rest of them. Calpurnia says ‘‘you can do but keep your mouth shut or talk their language.” She says ‘‘their language’’ not ‘ours’ or ‘my’ which I thought was great example of how she’s missing her identity and is confused. When Jem asks her why she talks ‘nigger talk’ when you know it’s wrong “That doesn’t mean you hafta talk that way when you know better,” said Jem. Calpurnia Says “Well, in the first place I’m black”

Calpurnia tilted her hat and scratched her head, then pressed her hat down carefully over her ears. “It’s right hard to say,” she said. “Suppose you and Scout talked colored-folks’ talk at home it’d be out of place, wouldn’t it? Now what if I talked white-folks’ talk at church, and with my neighbors? They’d think I was puttin‘on airs to beat Moses.”

Tension is created in chapter 15 when Atticus is at the county jail with the ‘negro’ who he will be defending in court, Tom Robinson. He is there to look after him and keep him safe just in case anybody arrives looking for trouble. Jem, Scout and Dill follow Atticus to find out what he’s up too as they are very suspicious in why he’s leaving the house so late. They arrive at the county jail but hide in the shadows, suddenly cars start to pull up at the jail and men start to come out and head towards the jail and towards Atticus, who was sitting in front of Tom Robinson’s cell. Tension is then created as Scout tells us that Atticus “seemed to be expecting them”. We also get told the conversation between the men Atticus and the men which helps creates tension “you know what we want”, Get aside from the door, Mr Finch” Atticus also tells the men that Heck Tate; the sheriff of Maycomb is around in hope to get them to leave but one of the men reply by saying that “Heck’s bunch’s so deep in the woods they won’t get out till morning”. It would appear that these men have called Mr Tate off a ‘snipe’s hunt’ in order to get him away from the scene so he couldn’t help and interfere with the mission. After hearing this Atticus says “that changes things doesn’t it ?” , Scout tell us “this was the second time I heard Atticus ask that question in two days , and it meant somebody’s man would get jumped”.

Tension is both created and relived when Scout notices Walter Cunningham’s father and tries to chat to him in hope to get him to leave “Mr Cunningham displayed no interest in his son, so I tackled his entailment once more in a last-ditch effort to make him feel at home”. Tension is finally relived when Mr Cunningham orders his to leave “Let’s clear out”, “Let’s get going, boys”

Harper lee has prepared us for the trial by giving us a hint of what the atmosphere, the jury/audience and judge will be like.

Miss Maudie compares the trial to a ‘Roman carnival’ which give us an insight into how the atmosphere will be like and also how the jury and audience will be like, the trial will have a barbaric/savage atmosphere to it as people attending the trial are only going to try to hurt Tom Robinson physically and shout abusive language at him, they are also going to see Tom Robinson convicted of rape as he is black a ‘negro’ so the odds are definitely stacked against him of him proving to be innocent in raping a white woman; if found guilty he would mostly likely be sentenced to death which everybody is hoping for.

Miss Maudie In response to why she isn’t going to the trial she says “I am not, ’t’s morbid, watching a poor devil on trial for his life”. Miss Maudie refers to the trial as ‘morbid’ and Tom Robinson as a “poor devil”, from the use of the word ‘morbid’ which we usually associate with death tells us of the outcome of the case no matter what as he is a black man a ‘negro’. Miss Maudie describes Tom Robinson as a “poor devil” which shows how she feels about his fate which she believes is doomed and that’s why she doesn’t intend on going to the trial to see someone basically die.

In the chapter Jem talks about the racism and discrimination in Maycomb county “ but around here once you have a drop of negro blood, that makes you all black” . This tells us of the racism and discrimination black people face in Macomb and how that no matter what you do or who you are you are always looked down upon because you are black, this is an important factor to take in as Tom Robinson is a black man being persecuted over charges of raping a white woman, that sentence alone is enough to convict him and sentence him death as Maycomb is a hugely racist society who looks down upon black people.

We also giving info on the judge taking this case whose name is John Taylor. Scout describes him as “amiable” and a “sleepy old shark”, she also says “he was a man who ran his court with an alarming informality”.

The word ‘amiable’ is associated with friendly and the sentence “sleepy old shark” tells us that even he’s considered friendly, quite informal and sleepy he’s still able to viscous, scary and take his job very seriously.

Harper Lee has shown the change in the children’s character after witnessing the trial the children have witnessed racial discrimination first hand towards Tom Robinson a black man on trial now convicted for raping Mayella Ewell a white woman, even though Tom Robinson couldn’t have done it and it was in fact the father who had beaten up Mayella Ewell  after seeing her kiss a black man. The case was as clear as day but however this case was simply a matter of white vs black, and white racist won.

The children; Jem, Dill and scout realise the injustice and unfairness of the trial and start to judge Maycombe society and the folks who live there “I always thought Maycomb folks were the best folks in the world, least that’s what they seemed like.” This quotation Said by Jem  I believe shows all the children’s change in character, view and perception of Maycomb county and the people in it. Another significant event to outline in support of my piece is the fact that Dill wasn’t able to stay in the court room due to treatment of Tom Robinson at the hands of the lawyer he said it made him sick.

Hypocrisy is shown in Ch24 by Miss Merriweather as she shows sympathy for the Mrunas; a black African tribe but has no respect or sympathy for the black people in her own town “Oh child, those poor Mrunas.” , “Living in that jungle with nobody but J. Grimes Everett.” And “Not a white person’ll go near ‘em but that saintly J. Grimes Everett.”, but when talking about her own black community in Maycomb she discriminates them and refers to them as “Darky’s” and can’t even remember their name that darky’s wife. Tom’s wife, Tom” “There’s nothing more distracting than a sulky darky.” And “It’s never entered that wool of hers.”

I believe she shows sympathy towards the Mrunas in Africa as they’re not under any type of control from the ‘white man’ as they’re free and can live their life how they see fit which according to Miss Merriweather and J. Grimes Everett  is filled with “sin and squalor”.  J.Grimes Everett and  Miss Merriweather feel that  they have to go over there and ‘help them’ as J. Grimes Everett is using subjugation on them and forcing Christianity, his religious views and morals to them.  So the reason I believe she’s shows no sympathy for black people in Maycomb is because even though there is still white supremacy in America  they’re no longer under the control of the ‘white man’ i.e. the slaves have now been free.

And finally another instance of hypocrisy in Ch24 is again from Miss Merriweather  as she is supossedly the moust devout lady in Maycomb, a woman, a proper lady, someone who knows all the proper etiquette and how to act but in Ch24 she is disrespecting Atticus, gossiping  behind his back  in his own house whilst eating his food  “I tell you there are some good but misguided people in this town. Good, but misguided. Folks in this town who think they’re doing right, I mean. Now far be it from me to say who, but some of ‘em in this town thought they were doing the right thing a while back, but all they did was stir ‘em up. That’s all they did. Might’ve looked like the right thing to do at the time, I’m sure I don’t know, I’m not read in that field, but sulky… Dissatisfied”.  Miss Maudie then said “His food doesn’t stick going down, does it?” as she felt the need of reminding her of where she is and to put her in her place.

“Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy . . . but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” A quote from Atticus.  We learn that Atticus is somewhat older than most of the other fathers in Maycomb. His relatively advanced age often embarrasses his children—he wears glasses and reads, for instance, instead of hunting and fishing like the other men in town. One day, however, a mad dog appears, wandering down the main street toward the Finches’ house. Calpurnia calls Atticus, who returns home with Heck Tate, the sheriff of Maycomb. Heck brings a rifle and asks Atticus to shoot the animal. To Jem and Scout’s amazement, Atticus does so, hitting the dog with his first shot despite his considerable distance from the dog. Later, Miss Maudie tells Jem and Scout that, as a young man, Atticus was the best shot in the county—“One-shot Finch.” Scout is eager to brag about this, but Jem tells her to keep it a secret, because if Atticus wanted them to know, he would have told them.

12/1/15 how does shame influence the actions characters take in chapter 2?

I believe Shame influenced the actions on these main characters in chapter 2; Miss Caroline Fisher and Walter Cunningham. Miss Caroline and Walter Cunningham shame both entwined in chapter 2 as Miss Caroline is checking the students lunch when she comes across Walter Cunningham when she notices he has no lunch and then asks for his.

Walter Cunningham’s shame comes  from the fact he was a Cunningham who are known for not taking anything that they cannot repay they were extremely poor as The Cunningham’s are country folks, farmers, and the crash hit them hardest. Miss Caroline being new in Wycombe didn’t know the social status amongst the people.

Miss Caroline offers him money to buy lunch as he finally gives in to answer her question if he’s forgotten his lunch and mumbled ‘yeb’m in shame to the fact that he was lying and everyone knew this. Miss Caroline repeatedly insisted that Walter take the money embarrassing him and herself until the point when scout stepped in and explained Walter predicament; that’s when Miss Caroline felt shame and also embarrassment and took it out on scout by light patting down her hand with a ruler and told her to go stand in the corner; the pat was so light that it took a while for class and scout to realise that she had just got beaten and that’s when the whole class burst out in laughter over scout being beaten and at miss Caroline for the soft beating; she was so full of embarrassment and shame that scout saw her sink down into her chair and bury her head in her arms.

When was the last time you went to a public library to read, study or supposedly ‘chill’? Had to think didn’t you? That’s because I believe there is no longer a need for public libraries. I feel public libraries are outdated and have served their purpose. They have lost the battle to modern technology.

I fail to see the need for public libraries. Thanks to technology, you can now easily and conveniently install/download for free a wide variety of books onto multiple electronic devices. These electronic devices make your book portable and easily accessible at the click of a button. Isn’t that better than leaving the warmth and comfort of your home and going out in the cold, travelling quite a distance to an old withering building, to go check out or read a worn out book which has probably been used by hundreds before you? This will surely leave you with nothing but an unsanitary sight and ripped pages.

Here are some likely excuses you will probably hear defending the need for public libraries: they are part of our history, part of our culture, a nice social area, its fun, and my personal favourite: ‘I like the feel of books’ or ‘it’s not the same without the turning of the pages’. For those who say they love the texture of turning a page of a book, well, there are book shops where you can buy a brand new book. If you love books so much you shouldn’t really have a problem spending a few pounds on a book. What is it you explore when reading a story? What allows a story to become so memorable and fun? Imagination. Imagination is what stories are all about, whether you are reading it from a library or at home, whether you reading from a book or behind a screen; the imagination is what allows you to enjoy a story; it’s what engulfs you into the authors world and this will always be there. If that doesn’t help you, then the only advice I can give you is to learn to adapt – the world is changing!

I am not arguing that there is no longer a need for books or to read; but that there is no longer a need for libraries. That’s why I’m questioning whether there is a purpose for a library in our modern society.

What happens when you remove all the books inside? What are you left with? A withering, old building, with no use and no purpose. Libraries were never meant to be a social ‘hot spot’ nor have they ever been.

In conclusion, libraries have served a wonderful purpose to many generations but have now run their course. However, I do believe, in order to give public libraries a use again I believe we simply need change their purpose, i.e. turning them into shelters or something we as a country and community need. You would still be able to keep the books in there if you wish and have the public still attend the library.

Let me start this off by saying this isn’t your sappy romantic typical type of a love story, this is a love story with life and death consequences .This is my love story.

So how do you know when you’re in love? What is love? A wise woman once said “it’s just chilling, you know? Chilling with somebody, talking making mad stupid jokes. And, like, not even wanting to go to sleep, ’cause then you might be without them for a minute. And you don’t want that”. This is exactly how I felt for Samantha White, the most attractive girl in our whole school and neighborhood. She was perfect; crystal White teeth, caramel skin, long dark thick hair with one half of the hair braided and the sweetest personality, so caring, so down to earth. Everyone knew this, everyone wanted her, but none of them loved her like I did; if only she knew that.

I wasn’t a nerd, I wasn’t a boy head over heels for a girl who I had no chance with in a million years. Well you would be  only half right; I didn’t have a chance with her, However I wasn’t your typical lover boy who usually just hopelessly stare/admires his dream girl from a far. I was the ‘guy’ in my area, you don’t believe me? Let me prove it, I even had my own nickname, Rambo, given to me due to the fact that a film character named Rambo was a savage fighter, that could take on anybody and feared no one, which I resembled a lot. I would love to prove myself to anyone who thought they could challenge me, to prove that I was the alpha male, in school and out. But especially in school. I didn’t get along with most of the pupils, especially the boys. They were all too big headed and arrogant for me; just because they could play football or basketball, get the girls and had muscles, they all thought they were the ‘guys’.
So now you’re probably wondering, if I was the ‘guy’ how come I wasn’t able to get the girl of my dreams? Well maybe it’s because in life I was heading nowhere fast; I was involved with the wrong people. we had known each other since nursery and we had been friends since then and she didn’t want to ruin anything or quite simply I never truly told her how I felt. Which is my fault, I know. I was too concerned about getting rejected and my silly reputation; stressing over what other people would think of me, what others would say, instead of just listening to my heart and doing what I wanted to do. So now you know me, you know who I am, my desires. lets finally begin my journey, my love story.

Where to begin? There are so many places to start of my love story: the day I actually started to have feelings for Samantha, when she stayed the whole week at my house or when we kissed for the first time. I believe the best place to start is the day when the whole world started to changed, when not just my story but everybody’s story and life would  change forever, and that’s the day war broke out.
It was on a Friday, the last day of school before summer holidays. It seemed to be heading as the best day of the year; beautiful weather, everybody on good terms, even me with the boys, there was even a whole year 10 water fight! I was having a pleasant conversation with Samantha, even some flirting was going on. But something had to come and ruin it… it hit the main road of Brixton high street and somehow managed to hit my school located all the way in Kennington. We were able to feel its full force as the whole ground began to shake and crumble beneath us. The school began to self destruct, classrooms becoming rubble killing anyone still inside. Time had passed and any lucky survivors were greeted with a still silence, a still life-less silence. We were still feeling the aftermath of the explosion, people groggily getting to their feet. All of a sudden a swat team arrived at the scene shooting any survivors in sight and capturing people as their hostages.. including Samantha. And that’s when I knew my story had just begun. I knew I was going to have to prove my love for this girl, I was going to have to travel the ends of the world and fight for this girl.

English coursework

 Let me start this off by saying this isn’t your sappy romantic typical type of a love story, this is a love story with life and death consequences this is my love story.

So how do you know when you’re in love? What is love? A wise woman once said “it’s just chilling, you know? Chilling with somebody, talking making mad stupid jokes. And, like, not even wanting to go to sleep, ’cause then you might be without them for a minute. And you don’t want that”. This is exactly how I felt for Samantha White the most attractive girl in our whole school and neighbourhood she was perfect; crystal White teeth, caramel skin, long dark thick hair with one half of the hair braided and the sweetest personality so caring, so down to earth. Everyone knew this everyone wanted her but none of them loved her like I did; if only she knew that.

You’re probably thinking that I was a nerd, a boy head over heels for a girl who I had no chance with in a million years. Well you would only be half right as I didn’t really have a chance with her.  however I wasn’t your typical lover boy who usually just hopelessly stare/admires his dream girl from  a far. I was the ‘guy’ in my area, I didn’t get along with most of the pupils especially the boys as they were all too big headed and arrogant for me; just because they could play football or basketball, get the girls and had muscles they all thought they were the ‘guys’ well let me tell you they wouldn’t have lasted 10 seconds in my neighbourhood. In case you don’t believe me to prove that I was the ‘guy’ I even had my own nickname, Rambo; It’s kind of funny how I got the nickname Rambo; well have you ever watched the actual film Rambo? well he was a savage fighter that could take on anybody  and well I don’t mean to brag I was also quite a savage when it came to  fighting I would love to prove myself to anyone who thought they could challenge me to prove that I was the alpha male in school and out, especially outside because if you want to survive  in my neighbourhood  you need to show strength and no fear.

So now you’re probably wondering if I was the ‘guy’ how come I wasn’t able to get the girl of my dreams? Maybe because in life I was heading nowhere fast; I was involved with the wrong people, I was a ‘player’, we had known each other since nursery and we had been friends since then and she didn’t want to ruin anything or quite simply I never truly told her how I felt. Which is my fault I know I was too concerned about getting rejected and my silly reputation stressing over what other people would think of me, what others would say instead of just listening to my heart and doing what I wanted to do. So now you know me, you know who I am, my desires lets finally begin my journey, my love story.

There are so many places to start of my love story, the day I actually started to have feelings for this girl, or when she stayed the whole week at my house, but I believe the best place to start is the day when the whole world changed, when war broke out.

It was on a tropical Friday the last day of school before spring break and it seemed to be heading as the best day of the year; beautiful weather, everyone on good terms even me with the boys there was even a whole year 10 water fight. I was even having a pleasant conversation with Samantha even some flirting was going on I could see from the corner of my eye some jealous looks coming from her boyfriend. But Of course something had to come and ruin it… a bomb! It hit the main road of Brixton high street and somehow managed to hit my school located all the way in Kennington. We was able to feel the full force of the bomb, the whole ground began to shake and crumble beneath us, everyone collapsed to the ground, the school began to crumble to ground killing anyone who was still inside,  around ten minutes later a swat team arrived shooting any survivors and capturing people as their hostages including Samantha and that’s when I knew I was going to have to prove my love for this girl I was going to have to travel the ends of the world and fight for this girl.