Jury Dialogue Project: Tom Robinsons The State Of Alabama

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Jury dialogue project By Liam McClure Mrs. Normand 4th block A day Jury dialogue court number 513-11 Tom Robinson VS The State Of Alabama Accused Tom Robinson, charge rape in the first degree of a Mayella Violet Ewell "The jury will have a break to decide the verdict. Court released." He slammed his hammer and exited as the court emitted into a wave of prattle. The twelve of us ventured into a separate room; we went down a long lobby and into an alternate room. I was the last in in, so I close the entryway and bolted it. I turned to face the eleven men who looked almost as uneasy as I felt. One of the men I knew to be Henry Smithson swore with an elevated volume and said, "That Finch has got a idea of what he is supposed to be doing." "He's the best legal counselor in Maycomb." I interposed. "You'd expect that they'd contract him for this kind of case." "That the other legal advisor likely would've made this case a simpler to verdict, yet with what Atticus Finch raised," Henry Smithson said shaking his head. "It makes harder it on us." He ran a hand through his ash tinted hair and sighed indignantly. "Actually when its that darky being the litigant?" a more youthful voice asked. I turned around to see Nick Leonard. He was an adolescent newcomer to Maycomb. He had just been here a few months. He had short, wavy tan hair, grass green eyes, and he had a tall, brawny figure. He has a wife, Jennifer and one-year-old kid, Dylan, and they live about five miles from this very court house. He and his family are pleasant people, and nobody truly loathes them. The main quality I despise about him is that he was the fastest to judge each and every individual in Maycomb. His early introduction from what I review about Tom Robinson w... ... middle of paper ... ...icholas glared as I strolled to my little girl, who was discharged. The twelve of us re-entered the court. I sat at the last seat far from the man who debased each and every man in the jury. Heck Tate, the region sheriff, called the court to hush and request inside a moment. Nicholas remained up when Judge Taylor requested the surveys. He gave them to Heck, who then gave them to the representative, who then offered it to Judge Taylor. I kneaded my brow, simply needing this to be over, however the Judge made the surveys delay. "Guilty echoed through the courtroom like a gunshot. . ." Atticus' face dropped marginally. I could see his two children in the gallery. Jem was grasping the railing so tight he might've needed to break it with his exposed hands. Jean Louise looked disheartened with her eyes shut. At that point it was over; Tom Robinson was sentenced guilty.

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