Tuesday/Wednesday April 17/18 2018

Hon. Am. Lit Tuesday/Wednesday, Ap. 17/18  2018

Objectives: Can you...

W.1- Craft paragraphs using Paragraph Hooks, Parallel
Structure, Authorizing, and Extending

W.1 Craft introduction and conclusion

W.1- Using the writing process, edit and revise rough draft

Homework:

1. Work on typed final draft--due Friday Ap. 20 B.OP.
2. Bring something (magazine article, cereal box, interesting
tweet, etc
to create a FOUND POEM in class Thursday/Friday.

Agenda:

1. DOL- Titles and colons: not just for kids anymore

2. SSR/Get new book

3. Craft works cited page (if we have time)

4. Revisions, Headings, pull out boxes
A new intro
Conclusions (Beyond restating your thesis/summary: Quote,
ask/answer question, Call to action, return to story if used as
introduction

5. Quote format:

Victor Frankenstein, when faced with the decision to create a
female companion, states that to do so “would be an act of the
basest and most atrocious selfishness” (Shelley 148).

*Note period placement and format of parenthetical

The first lesson about fear, and possibly the most important, lies in the actions of
Abigail. Miller expertly portrays how anything can be taken too far, and how once
a lie starts that it just builds and builds. Abigail was motivated by her fear and her
lust for Proctor, as she mentions here:

I look for John Proctor that took me from my sleep and put knowledge in my
heart! I never knew what pretense Salem was, I never knew the lying lessons
I was taught by all these Christian women and their covenanted men! And now
you bid me tear the light out of my eyes? I will not, I cannot! You loved me,
John Proctor, and whatever sin it is you love me yet! ...John, pity me, pity me!
(Act I, 24)

*Note the format for quotes 4 lines and over- block format,
indented.

6. Start poetry unit- Found poems

Note: Finck will be conferencing by table and then individually
for those who need more support.

Sample Found Poem

Chang-rae Lee’s “Coming Home, Again”

From that day, my mother prepared a certain meal to welcome me home. It was always the same. Even as I rode the school’s shuttle bus from Exeter to Logan airport, I could already see the exact arrangement of my mother’s table.

I knew that we would eat in the kitchen, the table brimming with plates. There was the kalbi, of course, broiled or grilled depending on the season. Leaf lettuce, to wrap the meat with. Bowls of garlicky clam broth with miso and tofu and fresh spinach. Shavings of cod dusted in flour and then dipped in egg wash and fried. Glass noodles with onions and shiitake. Scallion-and-hot-pepper pancakes. Chilled steamed shrimp. Seasoned salads of bean sprouts, spinach, and white radish. Crispy squares of seaweed. Steamed rice with barley and red beans. Homemade kimchi. It was all there—the old flavors I knew, the beautiful salt, the sweet, the excellent taste. (p. 5)

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I wish I had paid more attention. After her death, when my father and I were the only ones left in the house, drifting through the rooms like ghosts, I sometimes tried to make that meal for him. Though it was too much for two, I made each dish anyway, taking as much care as I could. But nothing turned out quite right—not the color, not the smell. At the table, neither of us said much of anything. And we had to eat the food for days. (p. 6)

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Found Poem Based on the Prose Selection

My mother prepared

A certain meal

To welcome me home. (5)

We would eat in the kitchen

Table brimming (5)

Kalbi, leaf lettuce to wrap the meat  (5)

Garlicky clam broth with miso and tofu and fresh spinach (5)

Shavings of cod (5)

Scallion and pepper pancakes (5)

Chilled steamed shrimp (5)

Steamed rice. (5)

The old flavors I knew (5)

Beautiful, salt, sweet, excellent. (5)

I wish I had paid more attention.(6)

Parents

Linda failed to return home from a dance Friday night.

On Saturday

she admitted she had spent the night

with an Air Force Lieutenant.

The Aults decided on a punishment

that would “wake Linda up.”

they ordered her

to shoot the dog

she had owned about two years.

On Sunday,

the Aults and

Linda

took the dog into the desert

near their home.

They

had he girl

dig a shallow grave.

Then

Mrs. Ault

grasped the dog between her hands and

Mr. Ault

gave

his daughter

a .22 caliber pistol

and told her

to shoot the dog.

Instead, the girl

put the pistol to her right temple

and shot herself.

The police said there were no charges

that could be filed

against the parents

except possibly

cruelty

to

animals.

Julius Lester

Original News Article:

PHOENIX, Ariz. Feb. 6 (AP)—Linda Marie Ault killed herself, police said today, rather than make her dog “Beauty” pay for her night with a married man.

“I killed her.  I killed her. It’s just like I killed her myself,” a detiective quoted her grief-stricken father as saying.

“I handed her the gun.  I didn’t think she would do anything like that.”

The 21-year-old Arizona State University coed died in a hospital yesterday of a gunshot wound in the head.  The police quoted her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Ault, as giving this account:

Linda failed to return home from a dance in Tempe Friday night.  On Saturday she admitted she had spent the night with an Air Force Lieutenant.

The Aults decided on a punishment that would, “wake Linda up.”  They ordered her to shoot the dog she had owned for about two years.

On Saturday, the Aults and Linda took the dog into the desert near their home.  They had the girl dig a shallow grave. Then Mrs. Ault grasped the dog between her hands, and Mr. Ault gave his daughter a .22-caliber pistol and told her to shoot the dog.

Instead, the girl put the pistol to her right temple and shot herself.

The police said there were no charges that could be filed against the parents except possibly cruelty to animals.

New York Times