WS Descriptive Writing
WS Descriptive Writing
b. It was six oclock on a winters evening. Thin, dingy rain spat and
drizzled past the lighted street-lamps. The pavements shone long and
yellow. In squawking goloshes, with macintosh collars up and bowlers
and trilbies weeping, youngish men from the offices bundled home
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against the thistly wind and older men, clinging on to the big, black circular
birds of their umbrellas, were wafted back, up the gaslit hills, to safe, hot
slippered, weather-proof hearths, and wives called Mother, and old, fond
fleabag dogs, and the wireless babbling.
Young women from the offices, who smelt of scent and powder and wet pixie
hoods and hair, scuttled, giggling, arm-in-arm, after hissing trams, and
screeched as they splashed their stockings in the puddles rainbowed with oil
between the slippery lines From: The followers, by Dylan Thomas
The following is a description of a burning building and of the wall that was busy
falling onto the narrator.
c. The top four storeys were fiercely alight. The rooms inside were alive
with red fire. The black outside walls remained untouched. And thus,
like the lighted carriage of a night express, there appeared alternating
rectangles of black and red that emphasized vividly the extreme
symmetry of the window spacing: each oblong window shape posed as
a vermilion panel set in perfect order upon the dark face of the wallIn
rigid rows of ten, one row place precisely above the other, with strong
contrasts of black and red, the blazing windows stood to attention in
strict formation. The oblong building, the oblong windows, the oblong
spacing. Orange-red colour seemed to bulge from the black framework,
assumed tactile values, like boiling jelly that expanded inside a thick
black squared grill.
A patch of white, which I first took to be a cat, moved stealthily along the
house-fronts ahead of me, snaked behind a dustbin. a pattern of light
through the slats of a shutter striped the road in yellow tigerish bars and
presently Beauty slid out again and looked at me with his pansy face and
black expressionless eyes
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a long tube of intestine belonging to God knows what animal; he tossed it in
the air, so that it curled round the milk-white throat. Then he abandoned the
dustbin, and he galumphed down the street like a harlequin, trailing behind
him the intestine which might have been a string of sausages.
Assignment
The following table is based on the above examples. Reread all of them in order to
complete the table, and then enter short quotations from the given passages. In
certain instances, cells in the table will remain blank, because a feature is not
present in the text. You may want to have some group discussions before you start.
For any of these descriptions, do NOT relate a back story about how it came about
that you are now in this place that you wish to describe. Your first sentence should
already be descriptive.
Sources consulted
Welsh, Anne: You can write better essays, 1982, Maskew Miller Ltd, Cape Town
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A Kellerman
Village Montessori School