Thank the Lord school is over! I hated sittin' in that mindless classroom with those kids. Some of 'em were okay, but most of 'em were dirty. I know Atticus says to not judge those that aren't as fortunate as me, but they smell like like they never showered. Not as bad as them Ewells though. Hopefully one of 'em ain't in the second grade; I only met one, and I wanna keep it that way.I can't wait until Dill gets here! Considerin' we're "engaged", I should be sweeter to him. Sometimes he just gets on my nerves though. He and Jem are always making me feel bad and making me go off by myself. What's up with them this year? Last summer, the three of us were inseparable, but now it's like it's just the two of 'em...
I like playing the "Boo Radley game, because we can add our own twist to it. Jem does a good job of Boo though, the way he walks all decrepit. Dill does a great job! No matter who we say he's supposed to be, he does a good job of interpretin' that person. He even shows their physical characteristics. Even though he's a mighty small boy, he can make himself look bigger'n Jem.
When Atticus caught us that one day, I knew we shouldn't play our game anymore. But no...Jem had to keep on goin'. So of course he hatches a plan to stick a letter in the Radley place's window. At first I thought it might work, but then the fishing pole wouldn't reach the window and the letter got all torn up. I told them we should stop, but them boys just don't listen to us girls no more, and of course Atticus catches us. So I ended up getting in trouble because of dumb Jem! I wanted to tell him I told him so, but I didn't want to get Atticus any more upset than he already was.
Jem is the stupidest person I gone ever known! I can't believe that, once again, I have fallen into one of his and Dill's schemes! I gotta stop doin' that! They must've known I was gonna want to know what they were whispering about, and them resistin' just made me want to prove them wrong even more. So at night, we went over to the Radley place to look in the windows. We went the back way, through they're patch. Jem went up the stairs to get a better look, and Mr. Nathan came out and shot at us! I'll bet Mr. High-and-mighty Jem almost pissed in his britches, 'cause I sure as hell almost did! I have never in my life seen Jem run so fast. He held up the gate for me and Dill, but when he tried to get through, his pants got snagged on the gate. So Dill slipped out of his pants and we got away. That sure was a close one!
I wonder who's been puttin' all of those treats in that tree. That gum sure did taste good though; I love mint. Jem tried to tell me to spit it out, but I had already been chewin' it quite some time, so I didn't see the point. I didn't feel any sick, and I didn't die...but I spat it out anyway because he threatened to tell Calpurnia. I didn't feel like a spanking anyway. Those soap figures was nice. Whoever made them is a mighty fine artist. Jem was gonna tell me who he thought made them, but he decided not to. It's frustrating when he keeps stuff from me.
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