Term 1 Week 5: (Weekend Assignment)
11/02/2011
Using one of the photo that you chose in week 4 assignment, describe the scene in the photo. Your description should include similes, metaphors and personifications in your description. Your description should be about 200 words in length.
The ClockTower was as big as a giant, it is located high up in the sky, as high as a vulture's nest. It is like the light of my life, leading me wherever I go in school. Whenever it reaches half an hour, the ClockTower screams, telling what the time is. The amazing bell would be sounded, it is as load as a lion's roar, just to make sure everyone spick and span of dirt can hear it. Whenever it rings, the class's silence was like a blood-cudling scream of anguish, set out to break my soul. Every minute passed is a glimpse of hope to me, telling me to keep going on, never give up. This tower is like my teachers, guiding my way in life, as it rings, it marks my start of school as well as the end. The noise is like music to my ears as it marks my closeness towards home. School is a gateway to adulthood. Whenever I am close to the ClockTower, my insides scream to tell me to hug it, but I myself know that the ClockTower is too huge for me. It keeps telling me to grow up, as I waited everyday, I day I could visit this amazing old tower again, after I marked a mark in my life.
The ClockTower was as big as a giant, it is located high up in the sky, as high as a vulture's nest. It is like the light of my life, leading me wherever I go in school. Whenever it reaches half an hour, the ClockTower screams, telling what the time is. The amazing bell would be sounded, it is as load as a lion's roar, just to make sure everyone spick and span of dirt can hear it. Whenever it rings, the class's silence was like a blood-cudling scream of anguish, set out to break my soul. Every minute passed is a glimpse of hope to me, telling me to keep going on, never give up. This tower is like my teachers, guiding my way in life, as it rings, it marks my start of school as well as the end. The noise is like music to my ears as it marks my closeness towards home. School is a gateway to adulthood. Whenever I am close to the ClockTower, my insides scream to tell me to hug it, but I myself know that the ClockTower is too huge for me. It keeps telling me to grow up, as I waited everyday, I day I could visit this amazing old tower again, after I marked a mark in my life.
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