March 8 1.Review elements of a concluding paragraph + model 2.Essay advanced draft: Finish it today. AA 1.Vocabulary 26 sentences: due today, beginning of the hour 2.Literary Analysis: advanced draft due today (end of hour) 3.Turn in Trickster Think Sheet 4.Turn in all rough drafts 5.Notes binder due today Draft-o-rama TOPIC: Draft-o-rama Generating LEVEL: Generating

Concluding Paragraph 1.Begin with one of the following... –a final image –a meaningful quote from the story –a brief summary of the climax and resolution –a revised version of your definition (“Perhaps a trickster isn’t so much ___________ as he is _______________.”) –a final, summary portrait of your trickster character (see below) 2.Then... –share final conclusions about your trickster character 3.Last, add insight... –share your ideas about what it all means: lessons, themes

For better or worse, Arnold Joseph didn’t turn out to be a “Houdini with braids,” as he predicted. His longing to be magical, to be able to summon some kind of supernatural power, wasn’t enough to overcome his appetite for alcohol, his “passion” for the substance that, magically or not, repeatedly—reliably—swept him into unconsciousness and away from his troubled world on the Coeur d’Alene reservation. Arnold’s alcoholism crushed him, crushed his family, and destroyed his relationship with his son, his only heir, the one he should have protected, nurtured, and taught life’s most valuable lessons, the one to whom he should have left an honorable inheritance—not money, but a psychological and spiritual resilience to carry him through life with good judgment and empathy for others. On the other hand, perhaps Arnold Joseph was something of an accidental trickster who, in spite of all barriers preventing him from reaching his son, gave him something of value, finally: the realization that to forgive and be forgiven is the essence of love and family and friendship. Perhaps none of us can ask for more magic than that.

final portrait final conclusions insight, lesson, theme

For better or worse, Arnold Joseph didn’t turn out to be a “Houdini with braids,” as he predicted. His longing to be magical, to be able to summon some kind of supernatural power, wasn’t enough to overcome his appetite for alcohol, his “passion” for the substance that, magically or not, repeatedly—reliably—swept him into unconsciousness and away from his troubled world on the Coeur d’Alene reservation. Arnold’s alcoholism crushed him, crushed his family, and destroyed his relationship with his son, his only heir, the one he should have protected, nurtured, and taught life’s most valuable lessons, the one to whom he should have left an honorable inheritance—not money, but a psychological and spiritual resilience to carry him through life with good judgment and empathy for others. On the other hand, perhaps Arnold Joseph was something of an accidental trickster who, in spite of all barriers preventing him from reaching his son, gave him something of value, finally: the realization that to forgive and be forgiven is the essence of love and family and friendship. Perhaps none of us can ask for more magic than that.