Showing posts with label descriptive writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label descriptive writing. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Year 11 Personification


Mrs Robinson's Year 11 class were working on descriptions last week focusing particularly on personification. Here are examples from their classwork...

Megan Dooney
The leaves fell slowly, as though they were descending a spiral staircase. 

Lewis Kelly
The wind strolled through the town, picking up leaves and the odd piece of rubbish before peacefully leaving them to rest. 

Michael L.
The leaves were falling, falling fast. Winter is here: death is certain.

Elisha Haslam
The mood saw things no one else saw, both in the night and in the day.

Ben Winstanley
The lightning poked down its long, electrical fingers into the ground. It struck whatever it could.

Josh
Gently tiptoeing from the sky, careful not to make a sound, layer upon layer of snow, clings to every object it comes in contact with.

Morgan Longworth
Thee lightning struck down with its fingers, gripping the lives of innocent people.

Anonymous
The rainbow leapt across the land with a spring in its step.

Connor Gibson
The moon is watching over the earth, like a tiger stalking its prey. 

Harry Pickavance
The black trees snapped their fingers in the brutal wind.

Michael Dixon
The moon twirls around the earth, always glaring at it.

Morgan C
He delicately dances down to the floor, reflecting people's unhappy faces, trying to encourage happiness. He comes out every night, stealing with his delicate dance.

Matty Garvey
The lightning: frustrated, scared, angry, the emotions explode, as though they've been hidden for a long time. 

Anonymous
He was furious. Striking down with his fists of death.

Kim
Shining down on the earth: she was beautiful.

Jacob F
The leaves were marching down the path, like soldiers getting ready for battle. 

Daniel Haynes
Striking the earth violently, the lightning rushes through the midnight sky, like rain in a weary winter's day.



Tuesday, 17 November 2015

The Snowman's Journey

Winter is this half term's unit for Year 7 English classes. 

Mrs. Howard-Sinclair's English class have been working on their descriptive writing skills. 

They were asked to describe part of the Snowman's journey in the video below.

 

Here are some examples of their descriptions.

Cameron - Year 7
As I temporarily tried to get up the mountain, a freezing frost fills my mouth with cold Christmas snow. I can see bright lights coming from the dark, deserted town. I was searching for the most perfect present for my true love.

As I return to her, I will have to face the terrifying, terrible trees. I am weary. I want to be home where I can smell the tasty Christmas dinner, where my mouth waters with wasted drool. It is finally over my love, like the present I found her, flattered and pleased with it. 

Bradley - Year 7
As I cross the babbling brook, I could feel the finger numbing water hitting the skimming stone I stood on. The wind rustled through the trees like Jack Frost on a rampage. The arctic snowflakes are falling on my head making me feel like I have brain freeze. The taste and the smell of the Christmas dinner that awaits me cheers me on my tiring travels. I can see the gigantic shop peeping over the horizon like a chequered flag at the end of a vast race. 

Athens - Year 7
As far as the eye could see was a sparkling land of crunchy white snow with icicles hanging like sharp teeth dangling from the trees. I glided along as the wintry wind passed by.

Dylan - Year 7
I see snow covered trees and boring, bleating sheep who are coming over to me as I hear snapping branches in the whipping, winter wind. I can taste the melting snowflakes as they go in to my mouth but I am determined to get a present for my lovely Mrs. 

 Fraser - Year 7
As I crossed the frosty, freezing bridge, I could taste the frozen, frosty air. It made me shiver. Then I can feel the frozen, frosty water. The calm, gentle snowflakes melt in my mouth. The I hear the winter wolves in the woods and the tingling, tiny bells hanging on a tree. 

Symone - Year 7 
My eyes sparkled when I saw the amazing, snowy trees and mountains because of all the freezing snow it was covered with. When I'm going through the wintry woods I can taste the frozen flakes coming down. As I walk wearily to find the shop, the sun comes out and I could see the shop on the horizon. 

Brandon - Year 7
As I slithered like a snail watching the crystal-white snow flakes tumbling from the tall trees on to a blanket of shimmering snow. I could hear the freezing wind propelling me forward.