To Kiss A Mockingbird

I dislike fights. They give me no peace at all.

Aw, sorry folks! I know I should have not bored you all to death with my grunts of some personal stuffs of my own. Atticus Finch in the “To Kill a Mockingbird” himself taught his children that it was the polite thing to talk to people about what they were interested in and not about your stuffs alone (Lee, 1960) → oops, looks like I haven’t forgotten how to cite people’s work. *Grin widely*

So, since I dislike fights, I should not go deeper. And I hope, you are not interested in that topic either. But if you are, well… I don’t give a hoot! End of story!

Let’s change the topic. I know (maybe some of you know it too), that I actually don’t have anything to talk about. I just come out up here to ramble (who cares, anyway?)

I told you in my last post that I’ve been rereading “To Kill a Mockingbird” by Harper Lee. And I also let you know that it’s an interesting story. Well, it definitely is. After finished rereading the story, I’m now re-rereading it again to study the meaning of some difficult words that I’ve skipped, due to “no-idea-of-what-it-means” syndrome. And guess what, I found the story to be more interesting! These two things make me wonder: how ideas fly to Harper Lee who able to write the story so beautifully; and how literature can actually teach us to be more human.

But sometimes, human beings are so ignorant. That even if they swim through a great ocean of literature, they are still unable to perform the things that they’ve already swallowed. They flaunt that they read these and those great books but at the end of the day, nothing much changes. They fling back to their old beings, without really read between the lines. And that, to my mind, made them a prat for they have no idea what they’ve read (of which once they thought they'd understood). Yet, they contradict it with the practice of their myopic old beings. Let’s take an example from the “To Kill a Mockingbird”. Scout was scolded by Calpurnia for criticizing Walter Cunningham’s table manner. We all agreed that Scout should have not done so. But at the end of the day, one or two of us will go around and do exactly the same thing Scout has done.

All of this brings us to the unfathomable-yet-interesting world of IRONY.

It sometimes scares me to death thinking that I’ll grow up to be one of the folks. I know it’s hard, but I wish I grow up to be another Atticus Finch, and raise my children to be one. Ain’t it a better world in the making?

“…Anything that goes into his stomach and then on out of his body. But the things that come out of the mouth come from the heart, and these are the things that make a person ritually unclean…” (Matt. 15 :17-18)

-Miss B-