Calpurnia in To Kill a Mockingbird

In thirty-something Maycomb, a lilliputian t causeship in Alabama, Calpurnia is the dumb nanny, cook and mother get a line to the prosperous white Finch family. In some respects we know very little close her, non even her surname, only if this friendlyly inferior handmaid plays a vital grapheme in the impertinent as Harper Lee uses her to make up and illustrate many of the themes travel rapidly through her book: racism, inequality, injustice, class, the enormousness of family, education and courage. Through Calpurnia we view what life in the southernmost was comparable in those separate times. She provides the voice of morality and reality in a terra firma with very little of either.\nMaycomb is a tired hoar town with nowhere to go and goose egg to buy in the eyeball of the eight year old narrator, Scout. At the start of the novel she does not see the trench inequalities and prejudices that divide it. Her first taste sensation of racism comes at Calpurnias a ll-black First Purchase church service when Lula, a parishioner, objects to the presence of blanched children saying they have their own church. Calpurnias response is the amount of money of pure morality: Its the same God, aint it? Here we have a Black woman, the bottom of the social ply, defending children who come from the albumin community that has inflicted so frequently injustice on Calpurnias people. Harper Lee is devising a strong transport that racism and prejudice be morally indefensible no matter whether it is practiced by Blacks or Whites and that Calpurnias ad hominem morality will not allow her to stand by while her compny is insulted. Most Whites in Alabama in the 1930s would not have behaved with the change exhibited by this servant woman.\nIn Maycomb, the class hierarchies were rigid. White families akin the Finches were at the top of the ladder while Blacks like Calpurnia were at the bottom automatically, even to a lower place white trash like the Ewel ls and Cunninghams. Calpurnia is poor and like Walter Cunningham cannot bear up under to eat syrup ever...