its_jemfinch

Im 12 years old from Maycomb, Alabama. I like reading, games, football, shooting, and snow days. My favorite place is my treehouse. I think I want to be a lawyer. #football #treehouse #moody #law @atticus_finch @stoutscout @dillpickle (THE FIRST POST IS AT THE BOTTOM) - Camille Dickson

[itsjemfinch]

Standing My Ground: Agent Jem the Gent

Come in tumblr. The escape was successful. Target acquired. The Mockingbird (Atticus) left the nest. Found at County Jail, reading. Robinson’s asleep. Cunningham present. Others with a van. The Mockingbird is in danger. Hiding with Dill Pickle and Stout Scout. Ready for action. Observing, OVER.

# learneditfromaspybook #imjem_the_gent #hidingwith @dill_pickle @stout_scout

Update: Scout ran away. She headed towards Atticus and there was no stopping her. Atticus looked afraid and looked to me for an answer. I had none. No one moved. Scout started talking to the Cunningham about his son Walter. I panicked and first, but she seemed to handle the situation just fine on her own. I knew Atticus wanted us to go home, for our safety, but Atticus worried enough about our safety, it was time I worried about his. Someone tried to grab me and Scout started kicking ‘em, bless her heart. Still I wasn’t budging. Atticus asked me to go home a multitude of times but I refused. I wasn’t going anywhere until he was home safe. Soon the guys left and we all went home. I was proud of the fact that I didn't move. I felt more like Atticus, and I know he was grateful.

[itsjemfinch]

Mission Mockingbird

These men came to our door to talk to Atticus about his case today. I don’t know what it was, but they rubbed me the wrong way. They didn't seem to happy, and I feel like there’s more to the story than I know. I want to find out more so I’m planning to go see what he’s up to. I want to help him, I just don’t know how. I’ll see what I can do, some of those men looked familiar…

[itsjemfinch]

Take Me to Church

We went to Calpurnia’s church today. It was the first time I’d seen what her church looked like and I think I enjoyed it. Everyone was really nice (except for one lady) and I saw a whole new side of Calpurnia. A lot of the people there couldn't read so they sang with this technique called lining. It was different but interesting, Calpurnia even let Scout visit her one day. Church was good, but when we got home, we found Aunt Alexandra sitting on the porch. Turns out she’ll be moving in with us. Heaven help us all.

[itsjemfinch]

R.I.P. - Mrs. Dubose

Mrs.Dubose died today of an unknown illness. Her servant sent me a box she had wanted to give me. It had one camellia, just one. I felt sick, like if she was watching me from the grave. I asked Atticus about it and he told me she was battling an addiction. She had courage, getting off those painkillers right before she died. Somehow I feel bad, I’ve never seen Atticus talk about someone with such admiration. Atticus told me the flower is a sign. He said that it’s her telling me everything is all right between us. I hope so. Rest in peace Mrs. Dubose, your courage inspires us all. You will be missed.

[itsjemfinch]

S.O.S.

S.O.S. - If any of you know where Mrs. Dubose’s house is HELP ME. When Scout and I passed her place one morning she started yelling garbage about Atticus and I ignored her like Atticus said to do in those situations. But then she started talking about my mother, and that’s where she crossed the line. I was mad as a wet hen as I took a baton I had just bought Scout and destroyed all of her camellias. I don’t know what got into me but I don't regret it one bit. Atticus made me apologize and as a punishment he’s got me going to her house to read to her everyday. I’m sure she don’t care one bit about Ivanhoe, she just wants to torture me. She goes all crazy by the end of it and her servant makes us leave (yeah us, Scout’s with me). I’m stuck here for a month. HELP!

#brokenbaton #noregrets #poorcamellias #thebookislong #shesgross

Update: It’s been more than a month now and Atticus is still making me go.

[itsjemfinch]

Accurate Aim Atticus

Appreciation post: Atticus is my hero. Sure he’s old, slower than molasses, feeble, blind and worn slap out all the time, but he’s got gumption. There was a mad dog on the block today and the whole town hid from it. Not Atticus, nope! He reluctant to take the gun from Mr. Heck to shoot the dog, no matter how much he insisted. But when it came down to protectin’ the people he shot the dog head on! He had perfect aim! I never knew he had it in him. I couldn't be more proud. He’s such a gentleman he doesn't even brag about it. I wanna be like Atticus one day, I will be like Atticus one day.

P.S.: I’m not bragging, I’m just proud. :)

[itsjemfinch]

Miss Maudie’s House: Bless her heart

[itsjemfinch]

Morphodite Madness

SNOW DAY! It’s my first ever! School was cancelled so Scout and I went out to build a snowman. The snow was just like I’d read about. It was soft, white, and so cold it burned at the touch. IT WAS WONDERFUL, but according to Atticus there was barely enough in the yard for a snowball. There was another stroke of genius and Scout and I got two buckets of dirt and a bucket of snow (half from Miss Maudie’s back yard, she was too worried about keepin’ her flowers warm to enjoy the snow). We built our snowman with dirt and covered it with snow to make it white. It turned out looking a bit like Mr. Avery so we embraced it and made a Mr. Avery snowman, but Atticus made us change it (we already had a reputation with the neighbors), so we added some of Miss Maudie’s accessories onto it. She came out madder than a wet hen and called our snowman a morphodite, but we loved him anyway.

It’s real late right now and I’m worn slap out so imma end this post here… wait... Atticus is at my door… I wonder what’s wrong…

[itsjemfinch]

#TheTrinketTree

I'm not sure if I told the blog, but Scout and I’ve been finding little trinkets inside a hole on a tree in the Radley’s lawn. At first, I thought Scout was stealing someone’s stuff, that girl’s got gumption taking something from the Radley place, but when we got little soap carvings of ourselves, we knew they were for us (and exactly who was sending them). Well, I reckon it was a tad eerie, but I like our little gifts. Plus, the stuff Mr.Boo leaves us are pretty great. I’ve got two Indian Heads, the soap bars, a ball of twine, a spelling bee trophy, a pocket watch on a chain with a knife, and Scout’s got two sticks of gum. I can’t wait to see what else!

Update: Nathan Radley plugged our knothole with cement! When we asked Mr. Radley why he did it he said that the tree was dyin’ but when I asked Atticus he said the tree looked fine. If I had my druthers I’d give him a piece of my mind.

[itsjemfinch]

Missing: Have you seen my pants?

After my amazing idea to play that Boo Radley game, I hit another stroke of genius. Dill and I wrote a note to Boo Radley and we planned to give it to him today through the shutters of an open window at the Radley place. It was going well until Scout started being all high and mighty and forced herself into the plan, only to be a priss and have a hissy fit. After telling her she has no choice but to come along, we began to execute the plan. Let's just say it, was a fiasco. I literally lost my pants. Atticus almost found out what we were up to, but luckily Dill saved us. I’m upset that our endeavor amounted to a hill of beans but I’m glad we’re out of there. I reckon I’ll be fixin’ to get my pants back soon…

[itsjemfinch]

Jeremy “Dare Devil” Finch

First off, I started this blog to post on it my will, on account of the fact that I thought I was gonna die today. Since I’m still here lemme tell you the story. A friend of mine, Dill Harris, has recently been curious about Mr. Boo Radley. No one has seen the guy in years and no one would dare go on his property unless they were planning to die that day. Somehow, Dill disagreed, and said I was just too scared (I. was. not.). I told him it was disrespectful to trespass but he didn’t get it.  So, I went up to the house and touched it. WITH MY BARE HAND. I showed that Dill Harris. I NEVER turn down a dare.

[itsjemfinch]

DEJ: Jem developing a sense of justice

When Aunt Alexandra moves in with Atticus, Jem, and Scout, she causes problems to stir within the home, especially with Scout. Seeing that the situation was stressing Atticus, Jem decided to take matters into his own hands to try and impose his sense of justice on Scout to avoid further conflict. However, he winds up making conflict with Scout as he tells her “‘Now I mean it, Scout, you antagonize Aunty and I’ll - I’ll spank you’” (184). From the beginning of the novel, Jem takes after his father, Atticus, showing a strong sense of justice. As he gets older, however, Jem goes through a stage where he is confused as to what his sense of justice is. He fluctuates from showing distributive justice to Walter Cunningham as he invited him to dinner (despite his social and economical status), to showing merit-based justice when he told Atticus about Dill having run away (despite being his friend), and ultimately, showing need based justice in this quote. Jem tells Scout that despite any injustices Aunt Alexandra may impose on her, she mustn't make a big deal out of it and treat her with respect, for Atticus’ sake. He believes that Aunt Alexandra should get good treatment despite not deserving it because they need to tend to Atticus’ needs, which he threatens to violently enforce because of his love and admiration for his father. It is difficult to categorize Jem under one sense of justice so far in the novel because he is trying to find one that he most concurs with. Hence, Jem is developing his own sense of justice as the novel progresses, one that stemmed from Atticus’, but is completely his own, which he imposes on Scout in this quote.