My papa has been drinking tonight, and it’s been affecting all of us. My Papa is a really good man but when he drinks he becomes this angrier, more aggressive person which sometimes scares my and my siblings. Now, my pa wouldn’t never touch one of us , not with a finger but it definitely affects us as a whole. I don’t even no how my pap affords it , the times have been really tough, we can barely afford nothin’ so it surprises me every time my pap has money for booze, but we must have enough my pap would never pick the booze over more food for us . Papa is going for days at a time into the woods and I am really worried about him. I’m worried about Pa, I hear terrible things can happen if you drink to much alcohol. Just look at what all of Maycomb County thinks of Mr. Alexander and his problem . If you are worried about ya’ll parents drinkin’ you can reply on my blog, and ya’ll its free so don’t be afraid, nobody in my family even knows I started this blog, and I love when people talk to me , not very many people do very often. So write ya’ll! For all of those who are strugglin' with there parents drinkin' problems here is a link to a website which can really help. www.alcoholanonymous.com/
Life as Mayella Ewell
Mayella is a girl of almost twenty years of age who lives in Maycomb County. She uses this blog as an outlet to release the stress of her life and share it with her viewers.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
The Worst Night of My Life
I was just on the porch minding my own business when I asked some negro named Tom Robinson to come up here and bustin’ this chriffarobe . Not only was Tom not grateful enough that I gave him a nickel for his work but he came from up behind me and started taking advantage of me. I started yelling and kicking and screaming and he wouldn’t get off , until my papa came down yonder. Like has this Robinson folk ever heard of the crow laws, like not only are we not equal but he let alone can’t ride on a white folk bus , or attend a white folk school but how in the world did Mr . Robinson think that I was okay to take advantage of me. Finally, my father came into the living room and was yelling at me “ who done this, who done this” and I fainted. I wasn’t dreaming a fairytale or bout something happy like y’all my brothers and sisters playing in the dump but of something dark and scary and when I woke up it was like I was living that terrible nightmare. So ,finally when I woke up I realized that I wasn’t dreamin’ it was real life some man with dark coloured skin named Tom Robinson took advantage of me and you better believe he’s gunna get locked up for this . You can’t take advantage of young women like myself and not get any time in the slammer for it. Not only is that black man , Tom Robinson going to go to prison but he ain’t never bustin’ no chiffarobe of mine again. The five cents I payed him ain’t even worth the scars that he has caused down in my brain and what not, all of us white women need to be less friendly and watch yourself with the colour folk around, because they all the same looking to take advantage of women who can’t defend themselves. If you agree with me post it on my blog if not don’t y’all put nothin’ because I don’t need to be sassed or made fun of by anybody online I’m already made fun of enough! Here is a linkl for all of Robinson's type to get up to snuff with the Jim Crow Laws.
http://www.spartacus.schoolnet.co.uk/USAjimcrow.htm
http://www.spartacus.schoolnet.co.uk/USAjimcrow.htm
The Trial
This was probably the most emotional day of my entire life. I was crying, and crying because I was scared of what Tom Robinson’s lawyer, Atticus Finch was gunna say to me to. He was trying to make me say that Tom Robinson didn’t take advantage of me, which he did. Mr. Finch got me so angry because he was so rude, asking me if my papa hit me or by calling me mam and asking if I have any friends, what are those anyway. He made me want to leave the stand and walk over scream at him at the top of my lungs but I hope my eyes did that for every look Atticus Finch gave me, I intensionally scowled at him in disgust.
Atticus was so rude I tyols hime that i ain't answering any more of his questions and i didn't. I was so upset I wish I could go and see a movie in the theaters but our family ain't got the money for that. I see the billboard for the movie " A Night at the Opera" (1935). Here is a link to this new movie, cuz this movie is very popular in the 1935, and unfortualey I don't have enough money to go and see it because we are rationing due to the Great Depression. http://www.marx-brothers.org/watching/film/A_Night_at_the_Opera.htm even with the greatr depression. I wish we had the money, I wish I had the time, cuz this trial has been eating all of my time up. Anyway, the verdict says Mr. Robinson is guilty, but there's going to be a mistrial which is going to waste even more of my time. Thank you for all of your support, and write back and let me know what you think about mean lawyers and how they should have a cell right beside the Tom Robinson's of the world.
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