Journal 5: chapters 13-15 in the perspective of Aunt Alexandra.

When I saw the lovely two children, I gave them a kind smile. I glanced and saw Calpurnia though, which made my smile drop. They had approached the house already, and didn't know why I was here.
“Well, It's a nice surprise ain't it?” I asked.
“Yes.” They both mumbled. Without a ma'm at the end. How suspected of them – but that was why I was there, anyways.
I handed Calpurnia my bags and told her to put them in my room. I noticed the pensive looks on Scout's face.
“You do know why I'm here, don't you?” I pestered.
“Nome.” She replied.
“Your father thought that I should come live you you guys for a while to teach you how to act like ladies and gentlemen.” I smiled. The returned the favor, but not willingly. Atticus had raised them all wrong, and I was here to set them back on track.
Soon enough, I was joining things in Maycomb. I caught on quickly with the community, there weren't that many people. I seemed to fit in well enough. Everyone shared with me how lovely Jem and Scout were. That shocked me. They obviously hadn't really gotten to know them yet.
Later that night Scout was telling Atticus about her visit to First Purchase with Cal. I was upset with everything they did. I didn't know what to say, and when she asked if she could visit Cal's house I bursted out.
“Of course you can't.” She could not go to that filthy ladies house. I wouldn't let her step outside the house with her again.
“I wasn't talking to you!” She spat. Once Atticus had took her out of the room, I emerged from the couch. I told him in the nicest ways that he needed to get rid of her. She was doing no good to the family. I expect him to leave the room and immediately come out dragging that filthy thing- and toss her outside. But he didn't. He actually disagreed- something extremely unusual of him. He said she was a loyal member of the family. I acquired a lot of disappointments, but said nothing.
He left the room leaving me upset. I glanced to my right and saw Calpurnia shaking her head at me from the kitchen. So what? I didn't care. At dinner, I introduced Scout to her cousin Lily. She wasn't so excited to see her, in fact she seemed disturbed. She didn't even know who Lily was. A girl her age should know everyone in the family – especially since she was a Finch.
I extracted Atticus from the dining area and told him that he needed to have a talk with the kids after dinner if not now. He needed to tell them what it meant to be a Finch, and that they need to have more manners and behave better because right now they were acting horrible.
Soon, another child joined the family, his name was Dill. He was small child – I wonder if he was fed enough. Now he'd be. I wasn't so happy for him to be here, another child to influcence Scout negatively. But I would just have to treat the thing the same. He seemed to have manners, at the least.
Knocks on the door jerked me out of my thoughts. A voice on the other side of the door alerted me that it was Heck Tate, who I had met before.
A crowed came in, friends and family of Atticus. They talked and argued, and I felt left out because I didn't know a lot of them as well. But I eventually talked to a few people. They left, and another crowed came in with not so happy faces. They were screaming and arguing as Atticus tried to defend Tom Johnson. I wanted to join that mob, but my brother would kick me out of the house for sure, and I cared about teaching the children to much.
I didn't pay much attention, and they finally left. It had been a long day. Atticus locked the door shut and let out a sigh. I couldn't understand how he had indulgence and faith in himself.

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