A Letter from Dill
Unfortunately, Dill left us yesterday to go back home. I was surprised to discover an un-mailed letter written by him laying on the floor where his belongings used to be. The letter was addressed to his mother, who he has a strong relationship with. It must've slipped his mind to actually mail it. I was flabbergasted while letting his beautiful words soak into my brain. The letter was about me! I could not believe it. Dill has told me countless times about his love for me, but I had no idea that he views me in this passionate way. Atticus was right, young boys never let their true feelings shine through. They are always kept inside of their profound, crazy, boy souls.
Dear Mama,
I am having a wonderful time at Aunt Rachel's place. Not to your surprise, I've already made friends! Scout and Jem are Aunt Rachel's next-door neighbors. It feels like we have already spent eternity with each other. Jem, Scout and I are closer than the marshmallow and piece of chocolate stuck together on my s'more last night. Scout is the beautiful, tough, mature, six-year-old girl that I have been spendin' time with.
When I am playin' with Scout, I cannot help but notice her beauty that shines brighter than the sun. She is the owner of a short chestnut-brown bob. Her chopped bangs shift from side to side with the breeze, only barely revealing her soft forehead. A subtle smile lies just below her round nose. Scout has deep, hazel eyes that tell a story to whoever meets her gaze. Like me, scrapes, bruises, sunburns, and mosquito bites cover Scout's stalky, yet muscular body during the scorching summer. She sports a pair of overalls and a plaid shirt day to day. It is nice to know a gal who ain't into wearing pretty dresses and showing off her fancy hair. Scout dresses like Jem and me, and we wouldn’t change that about her for a million dollars. Well, maybe Jem would. Actually, I perhaps would, too.
The very day that I met Scout and Jem, I could recognize a certain toughness about her. The way that she stood by her older brother without even flinching gave me a buzz of excitement. I had never met anyone that compares to her. Jem tells me stories all the time of her standing up for herself and putting boys onto the dirty grass if they torment her. She walks 'round with her head held high. Maycomb ain't any more on the high end than Meridian when dealing with money, but Scout is proud of who she is and will defend herself and her family when need be. I hope that her spit-fire personality will rub off on me, so when I get home, I can scare off anyone that tries to mock my bleach-blond hair. Don’t you worry Mama; I will eternally be your sweet little boy, just with a bran' new attitude.
Mama, you understand me well enough to know that I am drawn to older women of 10 to 12 years old, but Scout makes up for this by her maturity. I have learned that Atticus, Jem and Scout’s father, gives real wise advice. Scout almost never fails to store that guidance from him into her big, knowledge-packed brain and use it when it comes in handy. This takes a truckload amount of maturity that sometimes I wish I possessed. However, unlike you, Scout does not go off willy-nilly, ordering her peers 'round just 'cuz she is of higher maturity than them. Scout even talks to Mrs. Maudie Atkinson, who is our neighbor and the oldest lady on Earth. I would never be able to take her seriously because of all her wrinkles and old-people humor, but Scout seems to like her. This is, of course, another example of her early development as a kid.
Now that you have heard hundreds of positive details about Scout, I reckon you accept that we are fixin' to become husband and wife. Mrs. Scout Charles Baker Harris has many amounts of dazzling qualities that will take her far in life. Not only is Scout naturally gorgeous, strong, and mature, but she is going to make a fine daughter-in-law for ya.
Unfortunately, Dill left us yesterday to go back home. I was surprised to discover an un-mailed letter written by him laying on the floor where his belongings used to be. The letter was addressed to his mother, who he has a strong relationship with. It must've slipped his mind to actually mail it. I was flabbergasted while letting his beautiful words soak into my brain. The letter was about me! I could not believe it. Dill has told me countless times about his love for me, but I had no idea that he views me in this passionate way. Atticus was right, young boys never let their true feelings shine through. They are always kept inside of their profound, crazy, boy souls.
Dear Mama,
I am having a wonderful time at Aunt Rachel's place. Not to your surprise, I've already made friends! Scout and Jem are Aunt Rachel's next-door neighbors. It feels like we have already spent eternity with each other. Jem, Scout and I are closer than the marshmallow and piece of chocolate stuck together on my s'more last night. Scout is the beautiful, tough, mature, six-year-old girl that I have been spendin' time with.
When I am playin' with Scout, I cannot help but notice her beauty that shines brighter than the sun. She is the owner of a short chestnut-brown bob. Her chopped bangs shift from side to side with the breeze, only barely revealing her soft forehead. A subtle smile lies just below her round nose. Scout has deep, hazel eyes that tell a story to whoever meets her gaze. Like me, scrapes, bruises, sunburns, and mosquito bites cover Scout's stalky, yet muscular body during the scorching summer. She sports a pair of overalls and a plaid shirt day to day. It is nice to know a gal who ain't into wearing pretty dresses and showing off her fancy hair. Scout dresses like Jem and me, and we wouldn’t change that about her for a million dollars. Well, maybe Jem would. Actually, I perhaps would, too.
The very day that I met Scout and Jem, I could recognize a certain toughness about her. The way that she stood by her older brother without even flinching gave me a buzz of excitement. I had never met anyone that compares to her. Jem tells me stories all the time of her standing up for herself and putting boys onto the dirty grass if they torment her. She walks 'round with her head held high. Maycomb ain't any more on the high end than Meridian when dealing with money, but Scout is proud of who she is and will defend herself and her family when need be. I hope that her spit-fire personality will rub off on me, so when I get home, I can scare off anyone that tries to mock my bleach-blond hair. Don’t you worry Mama; I will eternally be your sweet little boy, just with a bran' new attitude.
Mama, you understand me well enough to know that I am drawn to older women of 10 to 12 years old, but Scout makes up for this by her maturity. I have learned that Atticus, Jem and Scout’s father, gives real wise advice. Scout almost never fails to store that guidance from him into her big, knowledge-packed brain and use it when it comes in handy. This takes a truckload amount of maturity that sometimes I wish I possessed. However, unlike you, Scout does not go off willy-nilly, ordering her peers 'round just 'cuz she is of higher maturity than them. Scout even talks to Mrs. Maudie Atkinson, who is our neighbor and the oldest lady on Earth. I would never be able to take her seriously because of all her wrinkles and old-people humor, but Scout seems to like her. This is, of course, another example of her early development as a kid.
Now that you have heard hundreds of positive details about Scout, I reckon you accept that we are fixin' to become husband and wife. Mrs. Scout Charles Baker Harris has many amounts of dazzling qualities that will take her far in life. Not only is Scout naturally gorgeous, strong, and mature, but she is going to make a fine daughter-in-law for ya.