I can’t bear to spoil To Kill a Mockingbird for anyone who hasn’t read it yet, so this one will be brief. This book is funny and touching and thoughtful and achingly well-written. Framing the story from a child’s perspective was a stroke of PURE GENIUS, and Atticus Finch is the stuff of legends. He negates ALL THE LAWYER JOKES EVER and makes me wish I had someone to sue.
This quote from the book actually sums up my feelings tidily:
Miss Caroline came to the end of the story and said, “Oh, my, wasn’t that nice?”
Is It One of the Greatest Books of All Time?
Oh, my, yes.
I told Atticus I didn’t feel very well and didn’t think I’d go to school any more if it was all right with him.
Talking to Francis gave me the sensation of settling slowly to the bottom of the ocean. He was the most boring child I ever met.
He declined to let us take our air rifles to the Landing (I had already begun to think of shooting Francis) and said if we made one false move he’d take them away from us for good.
The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.
Do snakes grunt?
As I made my way home, I thought Jem and I would get grown but there wasn’t much else for us to learn, except possibly algebra.
Read: 2003, 2007