But Dill got him the third day, when he told Jem that folks in Meridian certainly weren't as afraid as the folks in Maycomb, that he'd never seen such scary folks as the ones in Maycomb.
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This was enough to make Jem march to the corner, where he stopped and leaned against the light-pole, watching the gate hanging crazily on its homemade hinge. You started it, remember. No me eches las culpas cuando Boo te saque los ojos. Jem wanted Dill to know once and for all that he wasn't scared of anything: "It's just that I can't think of a way to make him come out without him gettin' us. When he said that, I knew he was afraid. Jem, had his little sister to think of the time I dared him to jump off the top of the house: "If I got killed, what'd become of you?
Then he jumped, landed unhurt, and his sense of responsibility left him until confronted by the Radley Place. I told Jem if he set fire to the Radley house I was going to tell Atticus on him. Dilll said striking a match under a turtle was hateful. Dill dijo que el encender una cerilla debajo de una tortuga era una cosa odiosa.
How you know a match don't hurt him? Now lemme think … reckon we can rock him …". Jem stood in thought so long that Dill made a mild concession: "I won't say you ran out on a dare an' I'll swap you The Gray Ghost if you just go up and touch the house. Jem brightened. Dill nodded. I don't want you hollerin' something different the minute I get back.
No quiero que te pongas a chillar una cosa diferente al minuto mismo que regrese.
We left the corner, crossed the side street that ran in front of the Radley house, and stopped at the gate. Abandonamos la esquina, cruzamos la calle lateral que desembocaba delante de la casa de los Radley y nos paramos en la puerta del patio. He walked to the corner of the lot, then back again, studying the simple terrain as if deciding how best to effect an entry, frowning and scratching his head. Arrugaba la frente y se rascaba la cabeza. Then I sneered at him. Jem threw open the gate and sped to the side of the house, slapped it with his palm and ran back past us, not waiting to see if his foray was successful.
Dill and I followed on his heels. Safely on our porch, panting and out of breath, we looked back. Dill y yo le seguimos inmediatamente. The old house was the same, droopy and sick, but as we stared down the street we thought we saw an inside shutter move. A tiny, almost invisible movement, and the house was still. Chapter 2. Dill left us early in September, to return to Meridian. We saw him off on the five o'clock bus and I was miserable without him until it occurred to me that I would be starting to school in a week.
I never looked forward more to anything in my life. Hours of wintertime had found me in the treehouse, looking over at the schoolyard, spying on multitudes of children through a two-power telescope Jem had given me, learning their games, following Jem's red jacket through wriggling circles of blind man's bluff, secretly sharing their misfortunes and minor victories.
I longed to join them.
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Ansiaba reunirme con ellos. Jem condescended to take me to school the first day, a job usually done by one's parents, but Atticus had said Jem would be delighted to show me where my room was. I think some money changed hands in this transaction, for as we trotted around the corner past the Radley Place I heard an unfamiliar jingle in Jem's pockets.
When we slowed to a walk at the edge of the schoolyard, Jem was careful to explain that during school hours I was not to bother him, I was not to approach him with requests to enact a chapter of Tarzan and the Ant Men, to embarrass him with references to his private life, or tag along behind him at recess and noon. I was to stick with the first grade and he would stick with the fifth. In short, I was to leave him alone.
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It certainly was. Before the first morning was over, Miss Caroline Fisher, our teacher, hauled me up to the front of the room and patted the palm of my hand with a ruler, then made me stand in the corner until noon. Lo era, en verdad. Miss Caroline was no more than twenty-one. She had bright auburn hair, pink cheeks, and wore crimson fingernail polish. She also wore high-heeled pumps and a red-and-white-striped dress. She looked and smelled like a peppermint drop. She boarded across the street one door down from us in Miss Maudie Atkinson's upstairs front room, and when Miss Maudie introduced us to her, Jem was in a haze for days.
I am from North Alabama, from Winston County. North Alabama was full of Liquor Interests, Big Mules, steel companies, Republicans, professors, and other persons of no background. Soy del norte de Alabama, del condado de Winston. Alabama del Norte estaba llena de magnates de los licores, fabricantes de whisky, republicanos, profesores y personas sin abolengo.
Miss Caroline began the day by reading us a story about cats. The cats had long conversations with one another, they wore cunning little clothes and lived in a warm house beneath a kitchen stove.
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By the time Mrs. Cat called the drugstore for an order of chocolate malted mice the class was wriggling like a bucketful of catawba worms. Miss Caroline seemed unaware that the ragged, denim-shirted and floursack-skirted first grade, most of whom had chopped cotton and fed hogs from the time they were able to walk, were immune to imaginative literature. Miss Caroline came to the end of the story and said, "Oh, my, wasn't that nice? Then she went to the blackboard and printed the alphabet in enormous square capitals, turned to the class and asked, "Does anybody know what these are?
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Everybody did; most of the first grade had failed it last year. I suppose she chose me because she knew my name; as I read the alphabet a faint line appeared between her eyebrows, and after making me read most of My First Reader and the stock-market quotations from The Mobile Register aloud, she discovered that I was literate and looked at me with more than faint distaste. Miss Caroline told me to tell my father not to teach me any more, it would interfere with my reading.
Atticus ain't got time to teach me anything," I added, when Miss Caroline smiled and shook her head. You weren't born reading The Mobile Register. He read in a book where I was a Bullfinch instead of a Finch. Miss Caroline apparently thought I was lying. It's best to begin reading with a fresh mind.
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You tell him I'll take over from here and try to undo the damage —. Es mejor empezar a estudiar con una mente fresca. You can have a seat now. Ahora puedes sentarte. I mumbled that I was sorry and retired meditating upon my crime. I never deliberately learned to read, but somehow I had been wallowing illicitly in the daily papers.
In the long hours of church-was it then I learned? I could not remember not being able to read hymns. Now that I was compelled to think about it, reading was something that just came to me, as learning to fasten the seat of my union suit without looking around, or achieving two bows from a snarl of shoelaces. I could not remember when the lines above Atticus's moving finger separated into words, but I had stared at them all the evenings in my memory, listening to the news of the day, Bills To Be Enacted into Laws, the diaries of Lorenzo Dow-anything Atticus happened to be reading when I crawled into his lap every night.
Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing. En las largas horas en el templo A uno no le embelesa el respirar. I knew I had annoyed Miss Caroline, so I let well enough alone and stared out the window until recess when Jem cut me from the covey of first-graders in the schoolyard.
He asked how I was getting along.
fr.ekypafew.ga I told him. Jem, that damn lady says Atticus's been teaching me to read and for him to stop it-". She learned about it in college. It'll be in all the grades soon.
You don't have to learn much out of books that way -it's like if you wanta learn about cows, you go milk one, see? You hafta know about cows, they're a big part of life in Maycomb County. Uno ha de saber de las vacas, forman una gran parte de la vida del Condado de Maycomb. I contented myself with asking Jern if held lost his mind.