To Kill A Mockingbird Scout's Monologue

“Your father’s no better than the niggers and trash he works for!”. Suddenly I couldn’t move. Scout had to drag me along, and I don’t remember much from that trip to the stores. We walk by Mrs. Dubose’s, and she is not at her usual place on the porch. Instantly my arms come to action as if they had a mind of their own. I was thrashing and beating the camellia bush, and then I was thrashing and beating Scout. I hardly noticed the transition from bush to Scout. I kicked her too hard on accident, but I couldn’t bring myself to apologize. She got in my way, and that was her fault. She acts like such a little girl sometimes.
I walked home feeling somewhat proud of my actions. Once I arrived at our home, I felt rather remorseful. After all, she was just a sick old lady. Then I would hear her degrading my family and I would see the spittle flying from her mouth as she said these spiteful things. I was on this cycle of remorse and then bitter rage until Atticus got home. His crisp voice as he said “Jem!” made me shiver. As punishment, I had to walk back to Mrs. Dubose’s house and apologize. I wrongfully assumed this was my only punishment.
She had the same look on her face that Calpurnia gets when Scout is being extra rude. Mrs. Dubose tells her to let me in so that she and I can talk. My feet felt weighted as I lumbered over to her wheelchair. She greets me with her usual insults and then asks me if I could read to her every day for two hours. She looked almost sheepish as she said it, but as soon as she was done speaking her malicious sneer appeared on her face. I leave without agreeing to anything, and I hope Atticus will let me off the hook. Of course, he