response for “Do Seek Their Meat from God”

 On Charles G. D. Roberts’s short story, “Do Seek Their Meat from God”, that man save the crying child in the jungle, which indirectly cause the small panther die. It cannot be admitted that the man killed the panther. However, he saves the baby, which is also the food of the panther. Thus, the small panther died because of no food. As well, the man killed the old panther. However, this is the law of the jungle. The death is the moment everyone must have. Either of the panther or the baby will die. And the man chooses to save the baby instead of panther, because he was human.

If I am "physical" person

Actually, I believed that I am a sedentary person, though I know that it is much healthier to be physical. To instance, I live in the discovery street, which is near our school. However, I do prefer to take the vehicle to school rather than hike in the wood. There are two reasons making me choose the bus. One of them is that it takes me twenty minutes to achieve the school, which compels me to weak up quite eerily. On the other hand, in the afternoon, having one day’s courses, I am too tired to go home without taking the bus. What’s more, hanging out with friends, I feel like taking the subway, if there is a subway station. It seems to me that subway is the most convenient public transport over the world. Normally, I never take the escalator. Only if there is few person on it will I take it, or with lots of things to carry. And I think the majority of our generation would stay in our own room, playing computer or some other electron things, after school. or they just be forced to attend a great number of after-school course, such as AP, SAT or something else. For me, I just enjoy watching the newest movies. In order to change my life conditions, I make myself do some exercise with my friends on Sunday. Playing badminton is my favorite sport, while I am certainly not good at it. I do enjoy the moment, playing with friends.

All in all, I define myself as a sedentary person, in that I am not good at sports and prefer to stay in my room.



(sorry , I put it on my Social blogger)

English 11

I will get good mark this year!

10th journal

Chapter 22

Today I went to the Hall of Justice to see the judgment. At first, I thought Atticus would win and Tom would be set free. But when heard the words”guilty”, I was too amazed to say anything. I am not able to stand by myself, so that I stand by grasping the balustrade. I saw everyone is happy, except for me. The tears started filling my eyes. I don’t know why I want to cry. Maybe I am too sad or angry. The only thing that I feel like saying is that It is not right.

It is not right. I can never understand the reason why Tom becomes guilty. I think the only reason is that Tom is a black guy, so that no one believes him. And all of the people are firmly convinced that black people is guilty without thinking and understanding. Comparing a bad white person and a kind black person, the society always believe that a bad white person is better. There are a great deal of prejudice and misunderstanding about black people in our civilization. The black people are the disadvantaged minority of us. It is not fare to them.

When I was young, I think I can help everyone if I become a lawyer. I am able to keep major things fare by using the law. But today I found the law become too lack of strength in front of the prejudice and misunderstanding. The law just becomes the word that is not useful. No one obey that. We deal the things with our subjective determine like what happened today. An innocent and kind black man is judged guilty. I am not sure what will happen in the future? Will the law become more and more righteous?

9th journal

Chapter 11

 Mrs. Dubose has died. I was quite amazed when I heard that news, but I don’t want to Atticus know that. He is to think I get along well with that crazy old lady. And then Atticus said if I know why Mrs. Dubose always fits. The answer is that Mrs. Dubose was indulged in morphine, which let me feel amazing and confused. Atticus said Mrs. Dubose wanted to break herself of morphine, so that her never use it before her die.

She felt like giving a gift, a candy box with the camellia called snow-on- the-Mountain. When I see her gift, I find the sadness filled into my heart. I don’t want to anybody know it. I throw the candy box into the fire. But I still keep the flower. When I saw the camellia, I thought maybe Mrs. Dubose was just a poor old lady. She suffered from the pain of morphine. When I read the book, maybe she was just looking at the clock; so as to she can forget the pain she was suffering.

Atticus said that she was a great woman that is brave enough to achieve something that is too difficult to do. Atticus also said that the real bravery is that trying to achieve the thing that is to be fail. I am firmly convinced that it was the reason why Atticus defended for Tom. In last a few decades, no one defended for black people and won. Atticus only wants to try if he can achieve it and help a poor black people. He is a brave person as Mrs. Dubose. Maybe Atticus will fail to defend for Tom, but he has already tried it.

I have not known the real meaning of courage until today. I found what I known about the society is superficial and immature.

8th journal

Chapter 11

Today, I was really angry. I was mad when Mrs. Dubose said bad thing to me. I cut the entire top of camellia. At that moment, I had forgotten the entire things, such as Mrs. Dubose’s gun. At night, Scout said I was a crazy man at that moment which she has never seen. She also get confuse about why I break the bounds of “you just be A gentleman.”

I think the reason why I get angry is that it was the first time I heard the bad thing about Atticus defending about Tom from adults. On the other hand, I heard too many dirty things about the defending for black person, which make nervousness and angriness fill into my mind. What Mrs. Dubose said is just like a blasting fuse.

At night, Atticus knows everything. He gets the baton from Mrs. Dubose front yard. He just asked me that if I am responsible for the events happened to Mrs. Dubose’s yard. He was not angry for that I get angry about what my classmates said, but he said it is inexcusable to do such the bad thing to an old and sick lady. He asked me to go back to Mrs. Dubose’s house and have a conversation with Mrs. Dubose.

I obey the advice that Atticus comes up with, so I went to her house and helped her clean up the yard. In fact, I don’t want to say sorry. When I go back to home and told everything to him, he asked me to get on with Mrs. Dubose with sincere. Mrs. Dubose also asked me to read book for her, and Atticus said I am ought to do it.

Should I read the book for Mrs. Dubose? I am not sure it must be a pleasant experience.

7th journal

Chapter 10

Last week, I and Scout were talking about him. We thought he was too old to achieve something that can make us feel pride of him. He is nearly fifty years old. Some of my classmates’ father must be less than forty years old. I am crazy about playing the football. He always do it with me, however, he never let me to tackle him because of his age. When I do feel like tackling him, he always says that he is too old. On the other hand, he is just a lawyer, but not a cool job such as driving a dump-truck for the country. What is more, he never does the recreational activities like hunting, playing poker, or drinking or smoking. Scout also complained about that Atticus never taught her about how to play the gun.

Nonetheless, this week, he was known by every in our school, in that he defended for Tom Robinson, a black person. Although everyone said a great number of bad about him, he asks us not to argue and fight with them.

  But today, I saw Atticus shoot an old mad dog, which amazed me and Scout. He killed the dog with one shoot without glasses. No one can do it in our town. After that, I find that Atticus is good at shooting. And he was called one-shot Finch. But he never told that to me or Scout. Miss Maudie said that people in correct minds never take pride in their talents. Maybe this is the reason why Atticus never boasts about himself. And Scout wants to boast it in the school because not the entire father is a first-class shoot. I don’t think she should do like that, in that he is to tell others if Atticus feels like others know he is a dead shot.

 I am firmly convinced that there are a lot of things I don’t know about Atticus.

6th journal

Chapter 8

Nov 11^th

  It started snowing, which is unbelievable to the most experienced prophets in Maycomb Country. But I and Scout can become delighted as other children, because Mr. Avery said that supposing some children disobeyed their parents, the seasons would change. I am ashamed and uneasy that we make lots of trouble to the neighbor. Atticus also said that we would have two weeks of the coldest weather since 1885, which made me and scout feel guiltier about ourselves.

  Today, we make a snow man by borrowing the snow in Miss Maudie’s garden. It made me feel happy not only because I made a snow man but also because I helped Miss Maudie to take over the troubles made by us.

While we were transferring the snow, Scout asked me that if I am to make a snow baby. Nonetheless, I had a great idea in my mind that time. I decided to make a snow man by using snow and soil, which let Scout said that I made a nigger snow man. And

And I was awaked. at first, we made the snow man looks like Mr. Avery. However, when Atticus saw it, laughing, he said that I had perpetrated a near libel in the front yard. Thus, I had to change my character. I get the sun hat of Miss. Maudie and put it on the snow man’s head, which make Miss Maudie grinned. 

 It was really cold at night. We still wanted to get warmer, although we have already turned the entire fireplace on. While I was sleeping, I felt someone shake me. And Atticus said that Miss Maudie’s house was burned, and neighbors were helping to put out a fire. When we went back to home, we found that there was a blanket which is not ours in Scout’s body. I did know who gave it to Scout. Suddenly, a crazy idea appeared in my mind, Mr. Radley. It was he that gave the blanket to Scout. There are so many feeling in my mind at that moment. I told everything to Atticus. Atticus didn’t whip me, which made me feel relaxed. And I went to bed a few minutes late.

5th journal

Chapter7

Sep. 2th

I was very nervous this week. Because I was always thinking about what happen in the night that I get my pants. Because when I get my pants, I found it was folded across near the fence. And someone who knew I would go back to get the pants also sewed the pants up. However, I am firmly convinced that the man who helped me is a man, in that the pants were sewed like what I tried to do. And I believed that no one will know what we do at that night, except for Dill, you and me. Nonetheless, I don’t think Dill would go back at that night.

And I don’t think the neighbor in our town does that. Provided that they sewed the pants, why don’t they give the pants to the Atticus instead of leaving the pants on the fence? And all the man living in our town is discreet like this. They would just get the pants, and give it back to Atticus without sewing. And they also don’t have enough time to that, it was a few minutes from we ran away to I go back. And all the neighbor were staying together, because of the crack or bark of a gun.

Thus, the only one that could do that is Boo, which made me afraid for one week. I am not able to know the reason for Boo to help me. It was a ghost that Mr. Boo is in people’s gossip. So why would a ghost help me? On the other hand supposing he sewed that pants, how did he knew I would go back. Thus he has already known what we do to him, but he doesn’t do anything bad to me or to scout. And he also put some small gifts in that hole in the tree.

May be he is a kind man?

4th journal

Chapter6

August 27th

Today I decided to peep in the window to see if we could get a look at Boo Radley with Dill at night. I asked Scout if she want to go with me. If she isn’t to go with me, I just want to her to keep her flopping mouth shut. The reason why I choose tonight is that nobody can see us, because Atticus is to be quite deep in a book. And even if we are killed by Boo, I am to lose a term instead of holiday. And it was easier to see inside a dark house in the dark. Thus we decided to do it at tonight.

But Scout asked me not to do it again and again. She is getting more like a girl every day. When we get into the back of Radley’s house, we are amazed to find it was not as inviting as the front. I was shocked because of the chickens while we were walking. At first, I saw nothing. But there is a shadow crossing me, which made me put my arms over his head and went rigid. The shadow stopped about a food next to me and then move back across me. I was too scared to continue to see, I jumped off the porch. While we were running away, we heard a sound of a shotgun shattered, which is from the fence by the school yard. And I found that my pants were stick by the fence. Such being the case, the only thing I can do is that running away with my shorts.

Lying on the bed, I am not able to sleep. I am bound to get my pant. If Atticus get the pants, he must know what we do tonight. So as to I am ought to get my pants. Scout asked me not to do that, but Atticus will whip me if he knows that. He has never whipped me since I can remember. I feel like keeping it.

3rd journal

Chapter 4

June 30th

 It was the last day of school, the teacher released us early. I walked home with scout. When we come to the oaks in front of the Radley place, Scout point out the knothole where she found the gum. She wanted to prove she is right. And she did want she wanted to do, because we found that she was pointing at another piece of tinfoil.

  I was excited, because at first I think she was telling a lie to free herself from the punishment of eating the food from the ground. I looked around, and pocketed the tiny shiny package lighted. We ran back home, and we looked at the box we just got. There are two pennies in it. I was in great delighted because the coins are really old and can make me lucky.

  Scout asked me who put this in that hole. And I have no idea too. Except for us, I thought that no one passed by there. I didn’t know what to do. I am firmly convinced that we had better give this money back, in that it was not same as other things such as milk … But I didn’t know who we should give it back to. At last, I decided to keep it until school start.

 In fact, I think I know who put these things in that hole, but I only don’t want to say his name, Boo. The tree is in front of his yard. Cecil ,lived at the end of our street, walk one mile every school day in order to avoid Radley and old Mrs. Dubose, who as meanest old women. I never go by her place without Atticus beside me. It was a street is sparsely populated. I don’t know whether it is right to take the thing in the hole. Scout ate the gum get from that hole without any event happen. I think Mr. Author is not as bad as he was described in the gossip.

2nd journal

Chapter 1

August 26th

August is going to be in end. We are quite boring, because we have already played all the characters that we can play. I think maybe it is a great thing to have school, and east we have numerous classmates to play with. Sometime, the class is interesting, in fact, and the teacher is kind.

But today, Dill come up with a crazy idea, which is making Mr. Boo come out of his house. What the hell! I have already told him that Boo is a dangerous person, although I and scout have never seen him. But he was described as a person that went out at night and ate some animals alive. It was a ghost that Mr. Boo is in people’s gossip. I am firmly convinced that provided that I play tricks on him, he do will kill me and eat my corpse.

On the other hand, Atticus never let us to annoy him. He, even if, doesn’t let me to call him “Boo”. He asked us to call him “Aryhur”, which is Mr. Boo’s real name, but never was called by others. If I do the idea given by Dill, I am afraid I will make Atticus angry, maybe he will whip me. Atticus ever whipped me since I can remember.

Thus I said to Dill that if you feel like being killed, all you need do was go up and knock on the front door. But Dill bet me The Gray Ghost against Two Tom Swifts that I wouldn’t get any further than the Radley gate. And he said I am too scared even to put my big toe in the front yard.

I have never lost in the bet. I don’t want to lose this time. So I want to play tricks on Boo to win. And now I am so nervous about it, should I do it tomorrow?