Answer:
the speaker blames angels
Explanation:
Answer:
The trial begins. Heck Tate is the first witness. Under cross-examination, he admits that a doctor was never called to the scene to examine Mayella Ewell. Bob Ewell takes the stand next and causes a stir in the courtroom with his bad attitude and foul language. Mr. Ewell is not shaken from his story, but Atticus carefully plants the seed that Mr. Ewell himself could've beaten Mayella. Mayella takes the stand next. Even though Atticus believes that she's lying, he treats her with courtesy and respect; Mayella thinks that he's making fun of her. Her testimony soon proves that Mayella is unused to gentility and common courtesy. Atticus asks Tom to stand up so that Mayella may identify him; as he does, Scout notices that Tom's left arm is withered and useless — he could not have committed the crime in the way it was described. The state rests its case.
Atticus calls only one witness — Tom Robinson. Tom tells the true story, being careful all the while not to come right out and say that Mayella is lying. However, Tom makes a fatal error when he admits under cross-examination that he, a black man, felt sorry for Mayella Ewell. Dill has a very emotional response to Mr. Gilmer's questioning and leaves the courtroom in tears. Scout follows Dill outside, where they talk with Dolphus Raymond, who reveals the secret behind his brown bag and his drinking. Scout and Dill return to the courtroom in time to hear the last half of Atticus' impassioned speech to the jury. Just as Atticus finishes, Calpurnia walks into the courtroom and heads toward Atticus.
Here's a write-up on the topic: 'A Day When Everything Went Wrong'.
Explanation:
I woke up that morning, wondering why my alarm hadn't gone off. Just as I was lying in bed, my room looked brighter than usual - I glanced at the watch on my bedside table and it showed 8:30 am, a whole 90 minutes later than when I generally wake up! That meant I had barely 20 minutes to get ready and reach class.
Being late meant quickly washing my face and no breakfast. Once I reached class (hungry, disheveled and ten minutes late), the professor refused to let me in. That was like the icing on the cake. I sat morosely on the steps outside the classroom, waiting for the bell to signal the beginning of the next period, which was the chemistry lab (my favourite). Lo and behold, I opened my bag only to realize I had forgotten to pack my lab coat for the day! That would mean I would be denied entry to the lab too.
I trudged back home, feeling awful. Just as I was about to enter my gate, I tripped on an uneven stone lying on the pavement - and fell flat on my face. That was literally the last straw. Bleeding a little on my forehead, I entered my room and slammed the door, grumbling about the extremely horrid day that I had had and wondering what else was lying in store for me.
Its A. realism hope that helped :0 i looked it up btw
