There is not a lot of "studying" to do, but there is a good deal of writing to finish over the course of the next ten days--so use class time and study time wisely.
- Portfolio Curation: Give your portfolio a final touching up for appearance, ease of navigation, and content. 10 points
- Video Essay: This should be done already or pretty close to finishing! 10 Points
- Slam Poem Podcast: Two minute minimum. The theme for the poem is "You Are What You Have Learned” You could also create this as a video 5 Points
- Literary Analysis Paragraph: 300 word minimum Excerpt from Walden. See below for text! 5 Points.
- Narrative Paragraph: 300 word minimum. Life lesson to an 8th Grade Fenn Student. Chose one life lesson that you feel is important to impart to a rising 8th grade student based on a real-life example (good or bad) from an experience you had at Fenn. 5 Points
- Memoir: Using the memoir rubric write a four paragraph minimum memoir about a person at Fenn (student or teacher) who has helped to shape and guide you at any time in your Fenn experience. 5 Points
- Comma Rules Test: you may practice this all you want. The test is posted on The Crafted Word blog. 5 Points
- "Nothing Gold Can Stay" recite the poem before leaving the exam. 5 Points
Total Exam Points: 50
Conclusion to "Walden"
I left the woods for as good a reason as I went there. Perhaps it seemed to me that I had several more lives to live, and could not spare any more time for that one. It is remarkable how easily and insensibly we fall into a particular route, and make a beaten track for ourselves. I had not lived there a week before my feet wore a path from my door to the pond-side; and though it is five or six years since I trod it, it is still quite distinct. It is true, I fear, that others may have fallen into it, and so helped to keep it open. The surface of the earth is soft and impressible by the feet of men; and so with the paths which the mind travels. How worn and dusty, then, must be the highways of the world, how deep the ruts of tradition and conformity! I did not wish to take a cabin passage, but rather to go before the mast and on the deck of the world, for there I could best see the moonlight amid the mountains. I do not wish to go below now.
I learned this, at least, by my experiment: that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. He will put some things behind, will pass an invisible boundary; new, universal, and more liberal laws will begin to establish themselves around and within him; or the old laws be expanded, and interpreted in his favor in a more liberal sense, and he will live with the license of a higher order of beings. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness. If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them….
Why should we be in such desperate haste to succeed and in such desperate enterprises? If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. It is not important that he should mature as soon as an apple tree or an oak. Shall he turn his spring into summer? If the condition of things which we were made for is not yet, what were any reality which we can substitute? We will not be shipwrecked on a vain reality. Shall we with pains erect a heaven of blue glass over ourselves, though when it is done we shall be sure to gaze still at the true ethereal heaven far above, as if the former were not?…
Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. I sat at a table where were rich food and wine in abundance, and obsequious attendance, but sincerity and truth were not; and I went away hungry from the inhospitable board. The hospitality was as cold as the ices. I thought that there was no need of ice to freeze them. They talked to me of the age of the wine and the fame of the vintage; but I thought of an older, a newer, and purer wine, of a more glorious vintage, which they had not got, and could not buy. The style, the house and grounds and "entertainment" pass for nothing with me. I called on the king, but he made me wait in his hall, and conducted like a man incapacitated for hospitality. There was a man in my neighborhood who lived in a hollow tree. His manners were truly regal. I should have done better had I called on him…
…The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.