Journal 4

"Atticus ain't ever whipped me since I can remember. I wanta keep it that way." (Jem, p. 62)

When I was little I used to go outside and like any other kid I'd go looking for trouble everytime a felt bored. Well one day when this happened I decided I'd swing on the clothesline. I was having such a great time swinging round seeing how long I could hold on until I got so dizzy I fell off. Until I went to jump up onto the pole, but instead I caught the wire and snapped it. So by now all of my mothers clothes and pegs were strewn over our lawn and the clothes line was broken. I got scared and ran to my room. Afraid of what my parents might say, I finally admitted to them that it was me and I felt so ashamed and my parents were so disapointed in me that I had done something so silly.


Another dull afternoon in my back yard resulted in something quite similar. I was jumping up and down on my trampoline when me and my brother started hitting the rotten lemons from our tree at each other. In the end we started hitting them over the fence into the park next door, while jumping up and down on the trampoline seeing who could hit the farthest. Of course I won but in the end we both got caught and yelled at which made my cheeks burn with embarassment. I felt so ashamed and guilty when my parents mentioned someone could have been hurt, I suppose you don't really think of the consequences when your young do you?