Fill the Shoes- Mr. Cunningham
The moment everyone anticipated was before us. The sound of the gavel striking the wood filled the courtroom, it rang in my ears like a fire alarm. The decision was announced. The verdict was ruled guilty, with sweaty palms and shaking legs I stood up with the feeling that my heart had dropped into my stomach. I couldn’t begin to make sense of the arousing situation around me. Each step I forcefully took, I contemplated the case in my mind. Everyone around me was a blur, my surroundings seemed to change in such a short period of time. The people around me all voiced their opinions to each other, but honestly, it was all just small town gossip and was the least of my worries. I focused my eyes on the floor, only …show more content…
I wish I knew then what I knew now. I’m now very thankful Atticus’s daughter, Scout, was there and spoke to me. She was a very sweet young lady and her friendly conversation she began brought me back to the realization and I left the jail with no harm done. I probably would’ve done something I would’ve regretted later. I immediately came out of my daydream when I heard someone along the street say, “I’m so glad Tom is behind bars where he belongs.” Dumbfounded and disgusted, I bit my tongue, put my head down, and focused on my path home. I wanted to scream. These people had to be confused. I truly believed they convicted Tom because of his skin color without any thought. I had a raging hatred for these people who assume Tom is guilty just because he is colored. If anyone in the courtroom had any knowledge they would have noticed that Atticus proved Tom innocent. This just proved that people hear what they want to hear. The battle I was fighting in my head was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, but I still know it couldn’t compete with the battle Tom had to fight. I couldn't imagine being punished for my skin color. I was exhausted and excited to arrive home. The moment I walked in my front door, I was …show more content…
It was 2:00 am and my mind was racing. all I could think about was how Bob was very deceitful and didn't think his plan through. He beat his daughter and tried to cover it up. Atticus, the man who is a role model to many people in Maycomb after he stood up on trial and told the truth no matter what others said or thought about, he proved the beating couldn't have been done by Tom because the bruises were on the right side of Mayella’s face and essentially that meant the person who committed the crime was left handed. Tom wasn't left handed, as a matter of fact, his left hand was lifeless and hung by his side. The jury probably didn't take that into consideration. The only factor they concerned themselves with was his skin color. I drifted off to sleep again and when i awoke it was 6:00 am. I owed Atticus some walnuts to pay him back for some work he did for me, so I got ready and gathered the walnuts and went on my way. When I arrived at the Finch’s household I was told Atticus rose early and went to town, so I left the walnuts with Calpurnia. As I was leaving I began to feel remorse for all the wrong I’ve said and done to colored people. I wondered if Calpurnia had ever been in a situation because of her skin color. I thought I would go into town to stay busy to keep my mind off things, and then go home to work on
The moment everyone anticipated was before us. The sound of the gavel striking the wood filled the courtroom, it rang in my ears like a fire alarm. The decision was announced. The verdict was ruled guilty, with sweaty palms and shaking legs I stood up with the feeling that my heart had dropped into my stomach. I couldn’t begin to make sense of the arousing situation around me. Each step I forcefully took, I contemplated the case in my mind. Everyone around me was a blur, my surroundings seemed to change in such a short period of time. The people around me all voiced their opinions to each other, but honestly, it was all just small town gossip and was the least of my worries. I focused my eyes on the floor, only …show more content…
I wish I knew then what I knew now. I’m now very thankful Atticus’s daughter, Scout, was there and spoke to me. She was a very sweet young lady and her friendly conversation she began brought me back to the realization and I left the jail with no harm done. I probably would’ve done something I would’ve regretted later. I immediately came out of my daydream when I heard someone along the street say, “I’m so glad Tom is behind bars where he belongs.” Dumbfounded and disgusted, I bit my tongue, put my head down, and focused on my path home. I wanted to scream. These people had to be confused. I truly believed they convicted Tom because of his skin color without any thought. I had a raging hatred for these people who assume Tom is guilty just because he is colored. If anyone in the courtroom had any knowledge they would have noticed that Atticus proved Tom innocent. This just proved that people hear what they want to hear. The battle I was fighting in my head was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do, but I still know it couldn’t compete with the battle Tom had to fight. I couldn't imagine being punished for my skin color. I was exhausted and excited to arrive home. The moment I walked in my front door, I was …show more content…
It was 2:00 am and my mind was racing. all I could think about was how Bob was very deceitful and didn't think his plan through. He beat his daughter and tried to cover it up. Atticus, the man who is a role model to many people in Maycomb after he stood up on trial and told the truth no matter what others said or thought about, he proved the beating couldn't have been done by Tom because the bruises were on the right side of Mayella’s face and essentially that meant the person who committed the crime was left handed. Tom wasn't left handed, as a matter of fact, his left hand was lifeless and hung by his side. The jury probably didn't take that into consideration. The only factor they concerned themselves with was his skin color. I drifted off to sleep again and when i awoke it was 6:00 am. I owed Atticus some walnuts to pay him back for some work he did for me, so I got ready and gathered the walnuts and went on my way. When I arrived at the Finch’s household I was told Atticus rose early and went to town, so I left the walnuts with Calpurnia. As I was leaving I began to feel remorse for all the wrong I’ve said and done to colored people. I wondered if Calpurnia had ever been in a situation because of her skin color. I thought I would go into town to stay busy to keep my mind off things, and then go home to work on