I lifted my first forkful of, well, whatever this meat is, and carefully placed it in my mouth. My eyes eased shut in amazement as the perfectly cooked square of pure happiness collided with my tongue. Never in my life have I tasted something so magnificent; so – satisfying. My eyes snapped open and I shoveled more of the gourmet meal into my mouth. Potatoes, corn, beans, and my favorite: a warm biscuit topped with melted butter. This meal reminded me of the good ol' days. Back when we had it all. The Cunninghams weren't always poor. In fact, when I was very young, we were on top of the world. Granddaddy Cunningham made a fortune when he bet his new cow fund on Jesse Owens during the 1936 Olympics. It turns out, the man my granddaddy bet …show more content…
Are you alright?" Atticus asked worriedly, glancing at me. "Yes -- just lot in thought, they're good this season." I assured him. All I received in reply was a grunt, and Atticus continued munching on his biscuit. I looked down at my plate, and realized in the time I'd been sitting there, I'd only take that single bite. As I hefted my fork to my mouth the second time, a though occurred to me. I'd never tried the molasses covered food that my granddaddy always raved about... "Do you have any Molasses?" Atticus appeared confused for a moment before summoning Calpurnia, his helper, to fetch me some. She returned with the warm pitcher of the sweet condiment. I took a small taste, and proceeded to stuff my face with the best food I'd ever tasted in my life. 'I see why granddaddy talked about it so much,' I thought to myself. I ate until I could not stuff myself any longer. But, as the pain of a stomach ache rolled in, it occurred to me why I like living the way I did. These materialistic things the Finch's had only cause them pain. One who has nothing of immense value, has nothing to lose. So what if I can't hear the music of Duke Ellington and Ella Fitzgerald? So what if I can't go see Frankenstein and King Kong? So what if I can't afford to wear the same fancy clothes as everyone else? I possess the things I cannot lose: Love, friendship, and
Harper Lee's 'To Kill a Mockingbird' is recounted by Scout, who at the time was six years old. This book follows her journey in growing up and eventually losing her innocence through realising the evil in the world, mostly portrayed by the racism and prejudice surrounding her. A mockingbird is a metaphor for the destruction of innocence. There are three mockingbirds in the text: Boo Radley, Scout Finch and Tom Robinson. Boo has done nothing wrong except sit in his house and 'mind his own business', and has done nothing to hurt anyone else. All that has happened is he has been accused once again of crimes he did not commit. Scout is a mockingbird because she is thrust in the middle of all of the adults and their prejudices. Tom has done
With all of these points being made from the factual information to the personal experience to the decoding of a healthy fast food meal we can see that this essay is indeed an effective argument that make the reader think and wonder about what they’re
RALPH: I loved it. I loved it all. And I still crave it. Right this moment. Right now, as I'm standing here talking
Understanding perspective is essential to understanding people. Harper Lee’s To Kill A Mockingbird presents this idea in multiple passages of her writing. It can be seen in the rough, unknown troubles that people face despite their wrongful actions. As well as the rumours that are untrue and give complete false impressions of people. Harper Lee’s To Kill A Mockingbird uses these topics to illustrate the dangers of judging others before getting to know them.
Jack felt pressured by his kidnaper and his unexpected childlike enthusiasm for cooking. So without further inquiry, Jack placed the foreign substance in his mouth. “Wow, that’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever tasted!”
In the novel To Kill A Mockingbird a major theme is the loss of innocence. Whether from emotional abuse, racial prejudice or learning, Boo, Tom, and Scout all lose their innocence in one sense or another. The prejudice that each character endures leads to their loss. Through the responses of Boo, Tom, and Scout, Harper Lee shows how each character responded differently to their loss of innocence.
Atticus rested until the sun was in the sky to begin walking again. Once he got to the city things weren’t what he expected. People were out doing everyday activities like shopping and going on walks. There weren’t monsters running about or guards in front of the most important buildings. Atticus just stared and looked at everything taking it all in. He then promptly walked in the direction of Annabelle's home. The house was nicer than most. It looked like it was about three stories high and was painted a deep blue. The yard was well decorated with beautiful flowers of what seemed like every color. Atticus walked up the cobblestone sidewalk, onto the front porch, and then knocked on the door. Moments later a small woman who appeared to be
People in the world are not ready for change, and it may take many generations to fix it. “Some of the parents in Prom night in Mississippi do not want one prom for everyone” (Prom night n.pg.). This shows that the parents could not accept change and would do anything for the prom not to happen. When Dill Scout figured out Dolphus only drinks coca- cola he says “You little folks won’t tell on me now, will ya”(Lee 267). The people in Maycomb pitted Dolphus for living with a black girl, and blamed it on his so called drinking habit, when in fact he only drank coca-cola. When people are not ready for change they tend to hide who they really are in order to fit in with the norm.
“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view . . . until you climb into his skin and walk around in it”. Discuss this quote from Atticus in relation to 3 characters from the novel.
“How do you feel?” I asked. “Your arm is badly broken, at least that’s what Dr. Reynolds said last night.” I heard Atticus stand up and sit next to me on Jem’s bed.
There was a large roast of some kind on the table, a cold half-circle of cornbread, and a simmering pot of beans sitting on a folded towel in the center of the table. Charlotte knew good manners required that she wait for the others to return, but her growling stomach wouldn’t let her. Cicely started to break off some bread and Charlotte stood, looking for a knife. Carefully she cut the big half circle into eight wedges and put one slice on each of their plates. She repeated the process to slice a sliver of meat for each of them. Cicely reached over to spoon a huge pile of beans over both things on her plate and sat back
I was as frightened a mouse, we would get in deep trouble if we were caught looking for Atticus. I said looking at the jail house, “That’s funny, jail doesn’t have an outside light”. When were drawing closer we saw Atticus reading a newspaper on a chair. Scout made started running toward Atticus but I stopped him. I said, “We may not disturb him, he may not like it. Let's go home, I just wanted to see where he was.” I was happy that Atticus was safe but we needed to get back home so no one would find out about this.
Through the means of her own experiences, Jill McCorkle uses Her Chee-to Heart to express the happiness that many get from padding their faces with junk food. To convince readers truly of this level of happiness, McCorkle uses an extraordinarily visceral form of writing, and sends readers on a gluttonous expedition, making them crave for almost every single food that she so zealously describes and mentions. McCorkle starts her piece of literature off with her “perfect day”, describing the mannerisms of every food she would indulge in, to intentionally provoke an unhealthy yearning for fatty foods. Then, she spends the next few pages continually alluring the readers’ ravenous stomachs, by establishing a certain type of zest. Readers become hungrier
Eveline watched her team members run out one by one and die shot by shot. If they thought killing James was easy they were idiots. He single handedly controlled Chicago for four months without MPC knowing. He swiped and killed innocent mortals without notice for four months, and these Scouts were trying to take him head on.
Finding this healthy version of a common comfort food brought upon a feeling of freedom, something I hadn't felt in a while. Usually a burger and fries meal would have brought upon feelings of anxiety. When I first saw the meal approaching my table, those feelings of uncertainty began to arise. When the waiter placed