I’m currently rereading, To Kill a Mockingbird. This must be the eighth time that I’m reading this book, and EVERY time I read the book I end up in tears.
One of my favourite moments takes place right after Tom Robinson, a black man is wrongly convicted of raping a white woman. Jem a 12 year old starts crying and has the following conversation with his father, Atticus.
‘Atticus -’ said Jem bleakly.
He turned in the doorway. ‘What, son?’
‘How could they do it, how could they?’
‘I don’t know, but they did it. They’ve done it before and they did it tonight and they’ll do it again and when they do it – seems that only children weep. Good night.’