Dear
Journal,
Our new friend Dill just left us to head back to
Meridian. With him as our company, my brother Jem and I spent a marvelous
summer together practicing plays or daring each other to make the phantom of
our county come out.
We live in Maycomb, Alabama, a town of rich
history. Our ancestor Simon Finch is a
fur trader and apothecary, who founded Finch’s Landing after escaping from
religious persecution in England. Although many of my family members live at
Finch’s Landing and make their living through cotton, Atticus, my father, has
decided to follow a completely different path. He studies law, and owns a small
office in Maycomb in which he practices laws by providing services to his
clients. I live with my father, along with my brother, and Calpurnia, our cook, on the residential street in Maycomb. My mother died when I was two, so I have no memory of her and therefore I don’t miss her at all.
Maycomb
is about twenty miles east of Finch’s Landing. It suffers severely from
depression, leaving us fear for nothing but fear itself. People in our place are
idle. With nothing to do, people walk around, spending their time on irrelevant
tasks just so that the day would seem to pass by more quickly. My brother Jem
and I always play together within the range of Mrs. Henry Lafayette Dubose’s
house and the Radley Place. The Radley place is a location of mystery. It’s
occupied by an unknown entity who evokes excitement, fear, and misery with the
mere mention of his name. Popularly known as Boo Radley, he is not seen for many years since he gets himself in
trouble by being part of a gang and locking Mr. Conner in the courthouse
outhouse. To punish his son and to ensure that Boo causes no more trouble in the
future, Boo’s dad locks him up in the house and treats him cruelly. Since no
one has an accurate account of what really happens to Boo and his family, numerous
rumors are spread about Boo. Although adults always warn us that the Radley
place is ominous and brings bad luck, my brother and I see it as a place of
wonder and discovery.
Do
not mention this to Atticus, but I would probably venture into this dark yet
exciting place someday in the future to satisfy my curiosity of Boo Radley.
Good night journal!
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