Monday, February 28, 2011

Harper Lee's novel is full of intersting and richly painted characters. Which Character was your favourite and why?

Out of all the characters,  I felt that Dill was my favourite character, at the start of the story, during the first time he came to Maycomb, he brings about the idea of going to get Boo Radley out. He was the first person in the story to ever try such a thing. This shows that unlike the rest of the Maycomb folks, he has bravery. Also, when Dill runs away from home, it shows that he is not just any other ordinary child who is fully-controlled by their parents (e,g, Mayella Ewell and her father). Also, he is actually one of the smartest of the three children being able to find out things more quickly than the others, as well as being able to find ways around problems

Sunday, February 27, 2011

As you followed the action in the courtroom, which character did you emphatise with most? Least? Explain.

As I followed the action in the courtroom, I empathised  with Mayella Ewell the most. Everytime Acticcus questioned her, the questions seem to stun her, and she always seemed in difficulty. She did not know what to say, and it was obvious that she was not actually telling the 100% truth. Most of the things she said were just impromptu, but it was not as if she wanted to be up there, and it was only because she was afraid of her father, that she went to the court. Every time she was unable to answer, she would break down in tears.

I empathised with Bob Ewell the least. Being Mayella's father, he should care for her, yet he leaves his daughter to do most of the talking to defend him. He most probably also forced Mayella to go up, not sparing a though for her feelings at all. Plus, even when he talked, all he did was to use bad and rough language to accuse Tom Robinson.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Describe on paper an everyday situation in which one person might judge another person incorrectly. What things can interfere with making a fair judgment?

Example: When the school asks its students for a donation to charity, person A donates $3, while person B and the rest of the class donate $10 and above. Person B then thinks that Person A is selfish because he donated so little. However, in actual fact, Person A's family has very little money, and can only afford to donate $3.

Usually, we do not make a fair judgement, because we think that all results only have one cause, whereas in actual fact, many causes can lead to the same result. Also, it also can be due to the fact that we already have a stereotype towards a person, so we always predict his/her personalities, and thus do not believe in the real facts.

?What do you think is involved in making a fair judgment about a person or situation?

What do you think is involved in making a fair judgment about a person or situation?
I think that there are many factors involved in making a fair judgment about a person. First of all, we need to look at his habits. For example, if he likes to spit on the ground, we can tell that he is very unhygienic and selfish. After that, we go on and look at his physical appearance. If you see that he has very messy hair, we can tell that is an untidy person. Then, we look at the way he talks. If he uses many vulgarities and rough language, we can tell that he is ill-mannered and badly disciplined.

Actually all the above, is from what point of view you look at that person. Perhaps you have been influenced by others so that you now have a point of view which is not your own. Also, you cannot just look at one of the above aspects. You have to look at the whole overview of him.

Friday, February 11, 2011

2i3 Blog Posts

It reminds me of me when I was young. Unlike Scout, who constantly goes out with her brother around the neighbourhood, I did not, as I only stayed mostly at home, either playing with my only lego set, or playing some childish computer games. I was afraid to go out; not only was a shy, my parents ordered me not to either, saying that it was a very dangerous world outside, and that I would be in danger there. If I ever wanted to go to my nearby playground, one of my parents would have to accompany me, and to accompany me, they had to be free. So I had to treasure the times I was able to go to the playground. Most of the time, all I could do was watch the children play from my window, and I wished I could be like them, play in there.