The Fire
I remember that day well, I was in the house as usual and I heard the Finch children playing outside in the snow. That was the first snowfall in Maycomb that had occurred in many years. I wished that I could go out and play in the snow, I wondered what they would do all day. Surly they would try to make a snowman, but their was not enough snow for that. To my surprise I saw them making a little man, out of dirt, he had a strong resemblance to Mr. Avery. Then the brought basket loads of snow from their yard and Miss Maudie's yard. They plastered their dirt man with snow. It looked so much like Mr. Avery that they put Miss Maudie's gardening hat on it’s head, and hedge clippers in it’s hand. As the sun dipped below the horizon the mercury dipped well below freezing. It was the coldest night that I can remember. It was the kind of cold that wormed its way through the most miniscule cracks in the walls, and crawled up under your doors. The children's snow man had frozen solid, I hoped that they wouldn’t be too cold. I sat in my arm chair and stared into the depths of the roaring fire in m harth . I stayed up for most of the …show more content…
The temperature near the fire was well above 50 degrees. I noticed that the finch kids, Scout in particular were shivering, they were well outside of the radius of her provided by the house. With everyone’s attention on the house I thought that it would be safe to venture outside and give Scout and Jem a blanket to keep warm. I went deep into the house to retrieve a blanket. It was pitch black, but nights spent navigating the house in the dark provided me with the knowledge to make it to my room without bumping into anything. Finally my hand closed on something soft. I turned around and retraced my steps. When i arrived at the front door, I took a deep breath turned the knob and made my way down the overgrown front
I remember that day well, I was in the house as usual and I heard the Finch children playing outside in the snow. That was the first snowfall in Maycomb that had occurred in many years. I wished that I could go out and play in the snow, I wondered what they would do all day. Surly they would try to make a snowman, but their was not enough snow for that. To my surprise I saw them making a little man, out of dirt, he had a strong resemblance to Mr. Avery. Then the brought basket loads of snow from their yard and Miss Maudie's yard. They plastered their dirt man with snow. It looked so much like Mr. Avery that they put Miss Maudie's gardening hat on it’s head, and hedge clippers in it’s hand. As the sun dipped below the horizon the mercury dipped well below freezing. It was the coldest night that I can remember. It was the kind of cold that wormed its way through the most miniscule cracks in the walls, and crawled up under your doors. The children's snow man had frozen solid, I hoped that they wouldn’t be too cold. I sat in my arm chair and stared into the depths of the roaring fire in m harth . I stayed up for most of the …show more content…
The temperature near the fire was well above 50 degrees. I noticed that the finch kids, Scout in particular were shivering, they were well outside of the radius of her provided by the house. With everyone’s attention on the house I thought that it would be safe to venture outside and give Scout and Jem a blanket to keep warm. I went deep into the house to retrieve a blanket. It was pitch black, but nights spent navigating the house in the dark provided me with the knowledge to make it to my room without bumping into anything. Finally my hand closed on something soft. I turned around and retraced my steps. When i arrived at the front door, I took a deep breath turned the knob and made my way down the overgrown front