I was first introduced to this fine and wonderful book at
school. Whereas, most of my school colleagues moaned about each
new chapter assigned, I found myself instantly entranced. From the very first chapter, it pulled me into this captivating world of the Deep South, as seen through child eyes - as seen through Scout's eyes.
Scout's innocence, her simple child like way of looking at things, just magnifies the injustices done in this book. Injustices that made me cry, shout and scream on my first read and now, on my one hundredth read, still has me crying at the
injustice of it all.
The characters are wondrous: Atticus, the wise, loving and liberal father - who battles for justice tirelessly, who fights for poor, old Tom's rights amid the backdrop of deep-seated racism. Tom, himself, the gentle, African-American giant, whose warm and genial nature, makes you hurt as you turn the page and see each new injustice thrown at him. And, of course, there is Jem, Scout, and their many eccentric friends, who all bring a gentle humour to the book.
And, let us not forget Boo Radley, who at first terrifies the children, but by the end becomes their new friend. Who would have guessed that the scary Boo Radley would end up Scout's protector, Scout certainly didn't!
Constant warmth seems to glow throughout this amazing book, pulling you into its pages. It warms you with its humour and realistic, lovable characters and, page by page, it works its irresistible magic on you. I first read this book at the tender age of twelve and it has forever left its mark on me. It opened my eyes to injustice in this world, true injustice, and on the very first reading, worked its way into my heart and soul.