Who said warriors don cry

It takes more time than I thought. If you really talk with them, you see their side of it. I wondered where on earth she thought there was enough money to pay for such brutal days as I was enduring […. As I stepped into the hallway, just for an instant the thought of fewer troops terrified me.

But the warrior inside me squared my shoulders and put my mind on alert to do whatever was necessary to survive. I tried hard to remember everything Danny had taught me. Instead, I felt my body muscles turn steely and my mind strain to focus […].

Kicked in the shin, tripped on the marble floor—assess the damage and do whatever is necessary to remain mobile. Move out! Warriors keep moving. As Minnijean and I spent time together that evening, I could tell she was beginning to be deeply affected by what was being done to her at Central High. She seemed especially vulnerable to the isolation we were all struggling to cope with.

She had decided she would be accepted by white students if she could just show them how beautifully she sang. She was almost obsessed with finding an opportunity to perform her music on stage […. But their threats did not stop Minnijean […. I shuddered at the thought of what the students would say or do to her if she made it. But why do I have to? When Mrs. The reporters began snickering as they posed a series of questions on turkeys and integration, calling on me by name to answer.

My palms began sweating, and my mouth turned dry. I knew she was agonizing over the consequences of my frivolity. She was right. I would suffer. Sweet sixteen? How could I be turning sweet sixteen in just a few days and be a student at Central High, I thought as I entered the side door of the school […]. I had relished so many dreams of how sweet my sixteenth year would be, and now it had arrived, but I was here in this place.

Sixteen had always seemed the magic age that signaled the beginning of freedom, when Mama and Grandma might let loose their hold and let me go out with my friends on pre-dates. But with integration, I was nowhere near being free.

I pretended to become intensely involved in my book. I was reading about Mr. All at once I was aware that one of my hecklers was coming toward me. He seemed astonished as he slowly started to back away. I felt myself smiling inside. As Grandma India said, turning the other cheek could be difficult […] it was also beginning to be a lot of fun.

Meanwhile Mrs. Huckaby, the woman I considered to be somewhat near fair and rational about the whole situation, had lapsed back into her attitude of trying to convince me there was nothing going on […]. I was seeing things; was I being too sensitive; did I have specific details? When she stopped behaving in a reasonable way, she took away the only point of reference I had […].

I supposed that she must be under an enormous weight and doing her best […]. I was on my own. Early on Wednesday morning, I built a fire in the metal trash barrel in the backyard, fueled by my school papers.

Grandma said it would be healing to write and destroy all the names of people I disliked at Central High: teachers, students, anyone who I thought had wronged me […]. Grandma India stood silent by my side as I fed the flame and spoke their names and forgave them […].

How could I be grateful for being at Central High? But I knew she was always right. In , when I had attended the mostly white San Francisco State University for two years, I found myself living among an enclave of students where I was the only person of color.

I was doing it again integrating a previously all-white residence house, even though I had other options. I had been taken there as a guest, and someone said the only blacks allowed there were cooks. His neighborhood was a rough one, always being involved in drugs or violence. According to the sheriff 's testimony, Mayella 's bruises were on the right side of her face, which means she was most likely punched with a left hand.

Tom Robinson 's left arm is useless due to an old accident, whereas Mr. Ewell leads with his left. Given the evidence of reasonable doubt, Tom should go free, but after hours of deliberation, the jury pronounces him guilty.

Scout, Jem and Dill sneak into the courthouse to see the trial and sit in the balcony with Maycomb 's black population.

They are stunned at the verdict because to them, the evidence was so. Teenagers all across America feel this same sort of detachment from the rest of society.

Only one thing going wrong could cause the rest of our worlds to collapse. Holden ended up trying to live on the streets when he ran out of money, and as the story progressed, he dug himself into a larger hole of loneliness.

At school, Carrie is humiliated by her peers; they make fun of her because she is old fashioned. At the prom, they humiliate Carrie by showering her with pig's blood. On the other hand, Nor ELshrief whose masters in his work plan to rape his wife and send him to prison. As a result of anger, Carrie decides to take her revenge from every one humiliate her even her mother.

At the prom, she killed all people by her telekinesis. Busser tried to start an argument with Colton about school and his father; Mrs. Busser tried to get the child to answer questions about his father that he did not want to answer. According to the reporter, Mrs. Busser stated he contacted law enforcement but Mrs. Per the reporter, the child told his mother his face and tongue was numb so she took him to an Olive Branch hospital.

At the end of the day, Jeff asks Tom to come over after school. Tom declines and makes an excuse. Then Mrs. Integration had taken all that away from her; she had no friends at Central, and she'd lost her former friends.

Melba had went through many assaults, experiencing hate nobody should have to know, especially while still in adolescence. As of now, Melba still has a chance at reclaiming at least part of her old self, if for only two days. Melba went away to hide. She was too frightened to stay here. By now, Melba has gone through much of her year at Central, and has fought for months against the students there.

Now, Melba is beginning to develop a thicker skin, as she must to be able to bear the daily monstrosities at school. When she says that Melba went away to hide, she means herself before attending Central.

In the past, Melba wouldn't have been brave or tough enough to endure the challenges she faces at Central. Over the course of a few months, with the help of family and friends, she has emerged as a warrior, who can fight against any social injustice thrown at her, and has no use for her old cowardly ways.

The Governor's attorneys request a dismissal of the case, which is refused. The attorneys then ask to be excused from the courtroom, reading a surprising statement that says the Governor will not concede. The attorneys also note that the Governor In warriors don't cry what is the main idea.