Writing Portfolio EulogyEulogy for Atticus Finch by his daughter Jean-Louise (Scout) Finch“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view…until you climb into his skin and walk around in it”. Atticus Finch my father said that to me when I was just a little child and those words have been in my head ever since. My name is Jean-Louise Finch and I am stood here recall the amazing and honorable life of Atticus Finch.Atticus was a man who was ahead of his time when it comes to being equal to everyone no matter the colour of their skin. Atticus wasn’t a person who would hold a grudge against someone or even show hatred to any man or woman not matter how poorly they spoke of him. He taught me to let the small things go, see when i was younger having a hatred for black people for no other reason than them being black was common in my town and I sure hated it when my father was being called a lover of the blacks but simply Atticus would say “I certainly am. I do my best to love everybody… I’m hard put, sometimes—baby, it’s never an insult to be called what somebody thinks is a bad name. It just shows you how poor that person is, it doesn’t hurt you”. All Atticus was trying to teach me was that only people with sadness and hate inside of them have hate to share and I sure do miss his advice.When I was a young child in the town of Maycomb my father decided take the case of defending Tom Robinson against allegedly raping a white girl. My father knew he would never win this case as Tom was a black man however Atticus took this case like any other and was able to get the jury to actually think of letting Tom go which was unheard of in that time. After that court case Atticus was widely respected throughout the entire town and in most people’s eyes was the person who started the end of racism in maycomb. Atticus’s calm and collected manner in his way of life while still having a passion for his job and family had inspired me to take up a job as a nurse as I want to help out people just like my father as that’s all he would have wanted from me.
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