Eulogy For To Kill A Mockingbird

I came to Maycomb County to teach. I would be a first grade teacher at the little towns elementary school. I moved here because I found a house that fits my dreams. Not to big, a walk around porch, and even had a white picket fence around it. Just a few blocks from the center of maycomb county, I settled my belongings before the summer ended. I Waited for the little six years olds to walk in and fill my day with joy. I woke up bright and early. I curled my bright auburn hair, blushed my cheeks with

celebration of life today that is important to all of us. Mitchell was the funny-bone of our family, the prankster, the child aggravator, and a fun person to be around. It’s pretty amusing that they chose the least funny person in the family to deliver his eulogy. I think they call that irony. I will do my best, so before I begin, let me give you a small sample of the pranks Uncle Mitchell would pull. When my older brother, Steven was 4 or so years old and Mitchell would put him in one of his green military