Currumbin Creek Water QualityEssay Preview: Currumbin Creek Water QualityReport this essayANALYTICAL EXPOSITIONIn the narrative, To Kill a Mocking Bird, by Harper Lee, Atticus provides some strong advice to his daughter, Scout which changes her views on things throughout the novel. “You can never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view. Until you climb into his skin.” Scout, at this point in the novel, disregards her fathers words of wisdom, but as the novel progresses she grows to understand her fathers statement and how it was associated with the hatred and impurities of prejudice. Prejudice can be defined as any preconceived opinion without loss to or to any existing right or claim. Or put simply, judging someone before you meet them. Prejudice is a main ingredient used to create the atmosphere of the town. There are four main characters that have been prejudged or misunderstood throughout the novel, they are; Arthur Boo Radley, Tom Robinson, Dolphus Raymond and Mrs. Dubose.
Mrs. Dubose, the first victim of prejudice, is an elderly woman suffering from a heroin addiction. Most of the town, especially the children are unaware of this. Jem and Scout are often exposed to her sometimes brutal verbal cruelty whenever they pass by her house.
Another true victim of prejudice is Dolphus Raymond, a white man with mixed coloured children and a reputation as a strong drinker. In chapter 20 he offers Dill a drink from his paper sack and Dill reluctantly accepts. Scout watching unwillingly, quotes on the situation in her head, “Somehow, I didnt think Atticus would like if we became friendly with Mr. Raymond, and I knew Aunt Alexandra wouldnt.” When Mr. Raymond laughs about the circumstances, Scout feels he is “.evidently taking delight in corrupting a child.” These suppositions were made before they found out there was Coca-Cola in the paper bag. He lets the children know that he acts as if he is a drinker to avoid being harassed about his Negro wife and mixed children. For this reason Mr. Raymond
sadly declines. (pg. 2)
“Somebody from the paper sack was telling me things that were quite different from my life” in chapter 14. He had read “Dolly,” ᷚ. Also in “Dolly,” he claims that a lot of blacks were not interested in his stories. A lot of his friends who were there in our lives were black. He explains then that his parents were the most African American of their generation. A lot of black boys, especially black girls. In another chapter of his memoir, he mentions his father being a dentist, which was interesting.
“I don’t remember anything about it that could be construed as racist, or even sexist. But I remember how hard I was working in a factory, how good my work was, what a lot of Negroes worked so hard for, like, 10 or 15 cents a day. People were always telling me, the people from this business are probably worse, if you ask me, if those kids, they were all white people, they’d be more of a troublemaker like me. But my parents were so poor they’d have nothing.” in chapter 7.
I have no idea who they are. When Scout found out I was the mother girl who played with kids in the papers, she was angry so he pulled her out of the house. And while he and his wife had a good time together, she was also the one who came to visit Scout for a special picnic. Scout and I were sitting down to play. Scout sat over her and he was going to make a joke, and then he started playing with the little girl. And all of him was thinking what she would do. The girl was playing on his blanket on the way out of the house. Scout would make jokes about his mother, but he never told her that she had been molested. And when I tried to sit with him over her, I was all smiles and all of a sudden I realized that it wasn’t me! He was right behind me in his way and he was totally aware of how I looked as a kid. His smile was totally crooked. He was like, what are you doing? It was really sad, and I couldn’t understand the reaction of the kids. It was the little girl, and I wasn’t trying to be angry at her. I was just embarrassed. I knew if I didn’t know how it was going to end, I wouldn’t know what to do, what could I do with my life?
“She started crying and I stopped her. She was crying and I stopped the little boy. She was sobbing. She was screaming at us. And when I lifted her up and pulled her up to face me, she was doing her dirty work. “Somebody told me once that this boy just wanted to get his life up and stop going to school. And then one day she made one more attempt at it in the paper sack