Where Are Your Pants, Son?

Wordsworth Was Right When He Said That We Trail Clouds Of Glory As We Come Into The World, That We Are Born With A Divine Sense Of Perception. As We Grow Older, The World Closes In On Us, And We Gradually Lose The Freshness Of Viewpoint That We Had As Children. That Is Why I Think Children Should Get To Know This Country While They Are Young.

Mr. Avery Said It Was Written On The Rosetta Stone That When Children Disobeyed Their Parents, Smoked Cigarettes And Made War On Each Other, The Seasons Would Change: Jem And I Were Burdened With The Guilt Of Contributing To The Aberrations Of Nature, Thereby Causing Unhappiness To Our Neighbors And Discomfort To Ourselves.

I Wanted You To See What Real Courage Is, Instead Of Getting The Idea That Courage Is A Man With A Gun In His Hand.

Jem Gave A Reasonable Description Of Boo: Boo Was About Six-and-a-half Feet Tall, Judging From His Tracks; He Dined On Raw Squirrels And Any Cats He Could Catch, That's Why His Hands Were Bloodstained - If You Ate Animal Raw, You Could Never Wash The Blood Off. There Was A Long Jagged Scar That Ran Across His Face; What Teeth He Had Were Yellow And Rotten; His Eyes Popped, And He Drooled Most Of The Time.

When A Child Asks You Something, Answer Him, For Goodness Sake. But Don't Make A Production Of It. Children Are Children, But They Can Spot An Evasion Faster Than Adults, And Evasion Simply Muddles 'em.