Recently, when attempting to bargain with Jack, my 17-year-old son, to work on his U.S. history term paper, I was met with incredible sarcasm and resistance. Not really a shock when I think about his age.I altered my strategy and presented a logical appeal to him on the potential benefits of working on his term paper now, rather than cram it in later in the week. It finally sunk in, and when given the choice, he worked on his term paper — in exchange for more weekend time on Xbox. Hey, whatever works.I was struck by …