"What happened after that had a dreamlike quality: in a dream I saw the jury return, moving like underwater swimmers, and Judge Taylor's voice came from far away and was tiny. I saw something only a lawyer's child could be expected to see, could be expected to watch for, and it was like watching Atticus walk into the street, raise a rifle to his shoulder and pull the trigger, but watching all the time knowing that the gun was empty...
"A jury never looks at a defendant it has convicted, and when this jury came in, not one of them looked at Tom Robinson. The foreman handed a piece of paper to Mr. Tate who handed it to the clerk who handed it to the judge...
"I shut my eyes. Judge Taylor was polling the jury: 'Guilty...guilty...guilty...guilty...'"
As a literature lover, this section of To Kill a Mockingbird has always moved me in quite a profound way. The imagery from the first paragraph helps numb me for the second section and then it's lifted and once I read the 'guilty' verdicts, my heart is stabbed, over and over and over again.
I've actually never watched the mov
"A jury never looks at a defendant it has convicted, and when this jury came in, not one of them looked at Tom Robinson. The foreman handed a piece of paper to Mr. Tate who handed it to the clerk who handed it to the judge...
"I shut my eyes. Judge Taylor was polling the jury: 'Guilty...guilty...guilty...guilty...'"
As a literature lover, this section of To Kill a Mockingbird has always moved me in quite a profound way. The imagery from the first paragraph helps numb me for the second section and then it's lifted and once I read the 'guilty' verdicts, my heart is stabbed, over and over and over again.
I've actually never watched the mov
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