To Kill A Mocking Bird, by Harper Lee… hmmmm what to say, where to start. I suppose that this book is a good one… I’ve tried watching the play and fell asleep right after intermission; this is the first play to ever put me to sleep. Then I later tried watching the movie several times and the outcome was always the same, me falling asleep half way though. Reading this book for the fist time is interesting, in the way that I can’t figure out how I feel about it quite yet and I’m half way done. I don’t love the book and will probably never willingly read it again but I don’t necessarily hate it either. The reason I like this book so much is because it reminds me of myself and my ornery days back in elementary school. My mom was divorced and trying her best to raise us kids on her own, and I was a tomboy who beat up boys twice my size when they picked on me. I was very close to my brother back then (just like Scout is to Gem) and we would get into all kinds of crazy schemes together. This book is pouring memory after memory right back into my thoughts. Atticus and my Mom I feel have been morphed into one, my Brother and Gem seems to becoming the same person, and above all Scout is who I was or I was who scout is. Although this book seems to bring back all these hidden memories I'm still getting bored with it. I just hope I don’t doze off during the second half as I have been known for…