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Learning SheetLearning aimsDuring thisperiod,students will
1.get familiarwith thecharacteristics ofO Henry-style endingand thethree elementsof anovel;
2.predict alogical and acceptable ending of the story After Twenty Years.
3.analyze thepersonalities of the maincharacters;
4.critically thinkabout therelationship betweenfriendship andlaw;establish aright viewof friendship.Before-class ReadingThe Giftof theMagi(excerpt)Della finishedher cryand attendedto hercheeks with the powderrag(往脸颊上抹/抹粉).She stoodby the window andlooked outdully(无聊地)at agray catwalking agray fence(篱笆)in agray backyard.Tomorrow wouldbe ChristmasDay,and she had only$
1.87with whichto buyJim a present.She had been savingevery pennyshe couldfor months,with thisresult.Twenty dollars a weekdoesnt gofar.Expenses(花车肖)hadbeengreater thanshe hadcalculated(计算).They alwaysare.Only$
②Later,the manwent to the West.He andJimmy______________for atime butafter ayear ortwo they_______________each other.
③After twenty years,the mancame a thousand miles to meetJimmy.
④What happenednext Task3Group workThink of a possible/surprising endingCompare itwith theoriginal oneand thinka.What doesthe notetell youabout theendingof thestoryb.Why couldntJimmy arrestBob himselfTask4Find outthe sentencesthat describeJimmy and the man,and tryto infer(推断)their personalities.Characters Descriptionin thetext PersonalityJimmy
1.“You couldnthave draggedJimmy outof Newnot soadventurous York;he thoughtit was the onlyplace on earth.
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3.Deep-thinking Haveyou everexperienced anyhard moments(dilemma进退两难)between loyaltyto friendshipand devotionto justiceHow didyou dealwith them4,Assignment After-class ReadingAfterTwentyYears The policeman onthe beatmoved up the avenueimpressively.The impressivenesswas habitualand notfor show,for spectatorswere few.The timewas barely10oclock atnight,but chillygusts ofwind witha tasteof rainin themhad wellnigh developedthe streets.Trying doorsas hewent,twirling hisclub withmany intricateand artfulmovements,turning now and thento casthis watchfuleye adownthe pacificthoroughfare,the officer,with hisstalwart formand slightswagger,madeafine pictureof aguardian of the peace.The vicinitywas onethat keptearly hours.Now and then youmight seethe lightsofacigar storeorofan all-night lunchcounter;but themajority ofthe doorsbelonged tobusiness placesthat hadlong sincebeen closed.When aboutmidway ofa certainblock thepoliceman suddenlyslowed hiswalk.In the doorway ofa darkenedhardware storea manleaned,with anunlighted cigarin hismouth.As thepoliceman walkedup tohim the man spokeup quickly.Its allright,officer,he said,reassuringly.Tm justwaiting for a friend.Its an appointment madetwenty yearsago.Sounds alittle funnyto you,doesnt itWell,Ill explainif youdlike to make certainits allstraight.About thatlong agothere usedto bea restaurantwhere thisstore stands-Big Joe*Brady*s restaurant/Until fiveyearsago,said thepoliceman.H Itwas tomdown then.”The man in the doorway strucka matchand lithis cigar.The lightshowed apale,square-jawed facewith keeneyes,andalittle whitescar nearhis righteyebrow.His scarfpinwas alarge diamond,oddly set.Twenty yearsago to-night/said the man,”1dined here at BigJoe*Bradys withJimmy Wells,my bestchum,andthefinest chap in the world.He and I wereraised herein New York,just liketwo brothers,together.I waseighteen andJimmy was twenty.The nextmorning I was tostart forthe Westtomakemy fortune.You couldnthave draggedJimmy outof NewYork;he thoughtit wasthe onlyplace onearth.Well,we agreedthat nightthat wewould meethere againexactly twenty years fromthat dateand time,no matterwhat ourconditions mightbe orfrom whatdistance wemight haveto come.We figuredthat intwentyyearseach ofus oughtto haveour destinyworked out and ourfortunes made,whatever theywere going to be.”n Itsounds prettyinteresting,*said thepoliceman.n Rathera long time betweenmeets,though,it seemstome.Havent youheard fromyour friendsince youleft”“Well,yes,foratime wecorresponded/1said theother.n Butafter ayear ortwo welost trackof eachother.You see,the Westis apretly bigproposition,andIkept hustlingaround overit prettylively.But I know Jimmywill meetme here if hesalive,for healways wasthe truest,stanchest oldchapintheworld.Hell neverforget.I cameathousand milestostand inthis doorto-night,and it*s worthit ifmy oldpartner turnsup.”The waitingman pulledoutahandsome watch,the lidsof itset withsmall diamonds.Three minutesto ten/he announced.n Itwas exactlyten oclockwhen weparted hereat therestaurant door.Did prettywell outWest,didn*t youasked thepoliceman.“You bet!I hopeJimmy hasdone halfas well.He wasa kindof plodder,though,good fellowas hewas.Fve hadto competewith someofthesharpest witsgoingtoget mypile.A mangets ina groovein NewYork.It takesthe Westto puta razor-edge on him.”Thepolicemantwirled hisclub andtook astep ortwo.n rilbe onmy way.Hope yourfriend comesaround allright.Going tocall timeonhimsharp HI shouldsay not!*said theother.n rilgive himhalf anhour atleast.If Jimmyis aliveonearthhell behere bythat time.So long,officer.n Good-night,sir,n said thepoliceman,passing onalong hisbeat,trying doorsas hewent.There wasnowafine,cold drizzlefalling,andthewind hadrisen fromits uncertainpuffs into a steadyblow.The fewfoot passengersastir inthat quarterhurried dismallyand silentlyalong withcoat collarsturned highand pocketedhands.And inthedoorofthehardware storethemanwho hadcome athousandmilesto fillanappointment,uncertain almostto absurdity,withthefriend ofhis youth,smoked hiscigar andwaited.About twentyminutes hewaited,and thena tall man ina longovercoat,with collarturned upto hisears,hurried acrossfrom theopposite sideofthestreet.He wentdirectly tothe waitingman.n Isthat you,Bob nhe asked,doubtfully.n Isthat you,Jimmy Wells1cried themaninthedoor.n Blessmy heart!exclaimed thenew arrival,grasping boththe othefshands withhis own.Its Bob,sure asfate.I wascertain Edfind youhereifyou werestill inexistence.Well,well,well!-twentyyearsis along time.The oldgone,Bob;I wishit hadlasted,so wecould havehad anotherdinner there.How hasthe Westtreated you,old man”Bully;it hasgiven meeverything Iasked itfor.Youve changedlots,Jimmy.I neverthought youwere sotall bytwo orthree inches.1“Oh,I grewa bitafter Iwastwenty.n Doingwell inNewYork,Jimmy nn Moderately.I havea positionin oneofthecity departments.Come on,Bob;well goaround toa placeIknowof,and havea goodlong talkabout oldtimes.”The twomen startedupthestreet,arm inarm.The manfrom theWest,his egotismenlarged bysuccess,was beginningto outlinethe historyofhiscareer.The other,submerged inhis overcoat,listened withinterest.At thecorner stooda drugstore,brilliant withelectric lights.When theycame intothis glareeach ofthem turnedsimultaneously togaze uponthe othersface.The manfrom theWest stoppedsuddenly andreleased his arm.“Youre notJimmy Wells/he snapped.Twenty yearsisalongtime,but notlong enoughto changea mansnose froma Romantoapug.*n Itsometimes changesa goodman intoa badone,saidthetallman.Youve beenunder arrestfor tenminutes,Silky Bob.Chicago thinksyou mayhave droppedover ourwayandwires usshe wantsto havea chatwith you.Going quietly,are youThafs sensible.Now,before wego ontothestation here*sanote Iwas askedto handyou.You mayread ithereat thewindow.Its fromPatrolman Wells.The manfrom theWest unfoldedthe littlepiece ofpaper handedhim.His handwas steadywhen hebegan toread,but ittrembled alittle bythetimehehadfinished.The notewas rathershort.“Bob:Iwasattheappointed placeon time.When youstruck thematch tolight yourcigar Isaw itwastheface ofthemanwanted inChicago.Somehow Icouldnt doit myself,so Iwent aroundand gota plainclothes manto dothe job.JIMMY/。