Bills to Be Enacted into Laws, the diaries of Lorenzo Dowanything Atticus happened to be reading when I crawled into his lap every night.
Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.
I knew I had annoyed Miss Caroline, so I let well enough alone and stared out the window until recess
when Jem cut me from the covey of first-graders in the schoolyard.
He asked how I was getting along. I told him. “If I didn’t have to stay I’d leave.
Jem, that damn lady says Atticus’s been teaching me to read and for him to stop it—”
“Don’t worry, Scout,” Jem comforted me. “Our teacher says Miss Caroline’s introducing a new way of teaching.
She learned about it in college. It’ll be in all the grades soon.
You don’t have to learn much out of books that way—it’s like if you wanta learn about cows, you go milk one, see?”
“Yeah Jem, but I don’t wanta study cows, I—” “Sure you do. You hafta know about cows, they’re a big part of life in Maycomb County.”
I contented myself with asking Jem if he’d lost his mind.
“I’m just trying to tell you the new way they’re teachin’ the first grade, stubborn. It’s the Dewey Decimal System.”
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