Atticus Finch Monologue
A lot has happened since the day that I stood on Boo Radley’s porch and looked out into the street. I had finally been able to see the world from his perspective. It was on that day that I truly learned that a person cannot be understood until I stood in their shoes and walked around in them. From that day forward, I vowed that I would one day teach my children the wise words that Atticus Finch had taught me when I was a child. Seventeen years have passed since that day. I grew up, married my highschool sweetheart, Stephan Carters, and had two children with him. We had a girl named Eliza Marie Carters who is now 6 years old and a boy named James Atticus Carters who is now 4 years old. Unfortunately, two years after the birth of James, Stephan had died
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Not everyone is the same. That’s what makes the world so beautiful. We can talk at one person and learn one thing from them and talk to another and learn something completely different.”
She tilted her head and said, “I don’t understand, mama.”
I looked at her and chuckled and said, “For a while you won’t understand. It takes years of meeting new people and learning that they all have something of value to teach us. One day you will learn this.”
“Mama, but what if I don’t want to talk to them, because they are different and weird,” said James.
“Well, let me tell you what a wise man had once told me when I was around your age. He once told me that, ‘You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view,’ and I didn’t fully understand this until one day. The same will happen to you. One day you’ll realize that these words ring true.” “Mama, can we have them over for lunch one day,” Eliza asked still unsure of the words that I had just said. “Yes. One day during school you can invite them over. Now, go off and play before it gets too
Not everyone is the same. That’s what makes the world so beautiful. We can talk at one person and learn one thing from them and talk to another and learn something completely different.”
She tilted her head and said, “I don’t understand, mama.”
I looked at her and chuckled and said, “For a while you won’t understand. It takes years of meeting new people and learning that they all have something of value to teach us. One day you will learn this.”
“Mama, but what if I don’t want to talk to them, because they are different and weird,” said James.
“Well, let me tell you what a wise man had once told me when I was around your age. He once told me that, ‘You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view,’ and I didn’t fully understand this until one day. The same will happen to you. One day you’ll realize that these words ring true.” “Mama, can we have them over for lunch one day,” Eliza asked still unsure of the words that I had just said. “Yes. One day during school you can invite them over. Now, go off and play before it gets too