A spectacle

A spectacle

An abstract on ‘To kill a mockingbird – Harper Lee’



A shivery night.
I’m alone beside a tree…
Nature takes a turn, it starts raining, a large drop of crystalline water drenches my spectacles…
‘Bad weather is caused by kids who don’t listen to and obey their elders.’

There is warmth in the air, a house is on fire and is brought down to its ashes. A couple of keen kids are watching this; a shy man comforts them with a blanket.
‘I never liked my house.’ (-Maudie)
Smoke engulfing the house condenses into….a cement patch….on a bird hole which once yielded a broken watch, some coins and two dolls.
‘Tree wasn’t ill.’ (-Jim)
A huge tree is wavering to the high winds and is sheltering three kids who are planning a play –‘Boo Radley’, they are on their tree house and beneath which in a garden the same three a getting chided for playing with the scissors. A girl returns home sobbing.
‘Atticus listens to my side of story too…..’ (-Scout)
A man comforts her and walks to the living room.
‘Your girl taught me….’ (-Jack Finch)
Another man walks out, takes his unused car for a midnight ride and is confronted by a group of drunkards… and one girl-
‘Hello, Mr.Cunningham. How’s Walter?’ (-Scout), later she screams.
A black man is running from there, fast, trying to escape from prison. He is shot at. ‘Dead…’, is a dog on a lonely street, and its assassin is standing by it with a rifle in his hand, his spectacles shattered by a hammer banging a desk and proclaiming-
‘Guilty, guilty, guilty…’ (-Judge Taylor)
‘Atticus can’t change a decision, but can make the jury think for hours.’ (-Maudie)
A girl has lost her slippers and is walking barefoot to home, as a shiny ‘ham’, along with a boy in that pitch-black night only to feel a dead man’s beard and watch a boy with a broken arm being carried by a stranger.
A girl is escorted by a mysterious man to a creepy house nextdoor where she halts and analyses…
‘Something like … killing a mockingbird’ (-Scout)…