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Rationale

My written task will be about the snow and fire in chapter eight. I will carry out this task from a different perspective, with other eyes, but not taking out the emotion of Scout, so I wrote in first person as if I was Jem. I chose the Diary Entry type of text because I think it's more intimate than an interview, broadcast or even a letter, because you share your feelings, your emotions, your thoughts and your actions in detail. You can't lie when you write a diary, so it's a reliable source that you can know it's true. It's an informal text and my tone changes through the shift of the events.
In Maycomb County, it's really rare if you find snow or even if it's cold over there. So when autumn turned into winter that year, nobody could believe it. It was such the surprise that older people blamed young kids because they where behaving badly. Because of that reason the seasons changed drastically and even worse, the weather turned cold and it snowed. Jem and Scout had never seen snow. It was such a thrilling news that Scout got scared because she didn't knew what was that, while Jem did know what it was. They took advantage of the snow and did a snowman just like Mr Avery.
That same night Miss Maudie's dining-room was on fire, and it spread for all over her house. But everything ended in the best for that situation. All of Maycomb County where surprised and got out of their houses to look what was going on and help. Miss Maudie wasn't so sad, she didn't like that her house was so big, she wanted more yard for her azaleas.
I hope that teenagers who like to read about real life stories read this book and hopefully like my diary entry. It's great and you won't stop reading it after you start.

Dear Diary:                     January 20, 1930.

I haven't written you in a long time because I was very busy, so lets recap. Last year wasn't like the others I have lived, so many things happened and there were so interesting that I didn't have the time to write them down. I know I haven't lived long enough to be like Atticus, but I had lived at my fullest. Like I said, many things happened and I can't think of my favorite right now. But I will tell you my favorite and worse experience that happened, at least to me. It's really weird because both of them occurred one after the other.