Remembering the Bill of Right's sixth amendment

The goal of Struggling Student's Memory Guide is to develop ways to use association and mnemonic memory techniques, instead of rote memorization, to remember educational information we can use for a lifetime.

The sixth amendment is about our rights related to criminal prosecution in a federal court. It's pretty extensive but the highlights of our rights are: Speedy Trial, Public Trial, Impartial Jury, Counsel, Confrontation and Cross Examining of Witnesses, and Notice of Accusation.

We're going to substitute "six" with "sticks" and for those who know the Link/Peg/Phonetic system we're going to use the word "shoe". We're also going to use the acronym SPICe CaN for Speedy trial, Public trial, Impartial jury, Counsel, Confrontation and Notice of accusation.

Memory story: (We're going to steal from Dr. Seuss.) You're the Grinch and have been a bad boy this year so you get sticks and coal in your shoes again for Christmas. (Which can be used as a switch should anyone be so inclined to use it on you.) Misanthrope that you are you decide to steal every SPICe CaN of cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves in Whoville making Christmas a little less festive. No pumpkin pie, spiced yams, eggnog, muled wine, or hot buttered rum for them you think as you go about your nasty business. You're just about to complete your mischief when you get pinched.
You immediately get charged by the federal government because this is a federal crime it being so horrendous.
You're given a speedy trial out in the public square and your impartial jury (a toothless bunch of Whos who must have left their partials at home) is selected by your appointed counsel (your school councilor who was the first person you stole a spice can from) and the district attorney. You're looking at all the witnesses you get to confront as they read your Notice of Accusation, which took about twenty minutes longer than your trial. (You've been a very bad boy, especially around this holiday.) Your punishment? Banished to Mount Crumpet for the rest of your life. Yea, well wait til next year's Christmas you think. I'll show 'em.