'Notes from To Kill a Mockingbird'

'1. Inside the fellowship lived a malicious phantom. People utter he existed, hardly Jem and I had neer seen him (Pg.9). emissary had hear recitals about fizzle Radley but didnt real know any flimsyg slayset hand or truthfully. She relied on chin-wag in the part for her information. This shows a lack of maturity on her part since she cant really discern rumor from reality.\n\n2. As the summertime progressed, so did our game. We clear and perfected it, added conference and plot until we had make a petty(a) play upon which we rang changes each day (Pg. 39). Scout, Jem, and dill weed use Boos life events as a demeanor to guy and make merriment of him. They role-play the rumors theyve heard concerning things that find happened to him in his past. This is a juvenile way to make playing period of him and the sad things that generate happened to him.\n\n3. You can retributory take that back, son! This order, given by me to Cecil Jacobs, was the beginning of a rather thin time for Jem and me. My fists were prehend and I was groom to permit fly. genus genus genus genus Atticus had promised me he would arrogate me out if he heard of me combat any more than; I was far-off too octogenarian and too wide-ranging for such childish things, and the conciselyer I learned to storage area in, the better off everybody would be. I soon forgot. Cecil Jacobs do me go out (Pg.74).\n\n4. Somehow if I fought Cecil I would let Atticus down. Atticus so seldom asked Jem and me to do something for him. I could take organism called a coward for him (Pg.77). Atticus. She doesnt care it, but she does it for her father.\n\n5. This time, I split my knuckle to the bone on his front teeth. My go away impaired, I sailed in with my right, but non for long (Pg. 84).\nWhen Francis called Atticus names to Scout and said he was disgracing the family, Scout couldnt raise it any nightlong and she punched him. Shed finally reached her falling out poi nt because Francis was a relative and made it worse when he insulted Atticus.\n\n6. ...the memory of Atticus calmly flexure his news...'