For my CREATE project, I decided to write 3 different imagery paragraphs to exhibit my 3 most distinctive memories of childhood. Within the imagery paragraphs, I used aspects of the common core writing standards and maintained a minimum amount of grammar, usage, mechanics errors. After studying the use of commas and the problem of run-off sentences, I re-edited my writing and made sure I met the expected standards for an A. As for the writing standards, I allowed myself to incorporate connotation, diction, similes, metaphors to convey imagery and allow the paragraphs to come to life. I used words such as, “determination, violent, and whiplash” in the Ice hockey essay to create the tone of strength and might. In the Hong Kong essay, I used similes to allow the reader to understand and experience Hong Kong, “At night, when the sun sets the whole city as if turned on a button move to their night lives.” Finally, in the winter wonderland essay I demonstrated diction by using the word “behemoth” to compare the mass of the snow and also using a metaphor, I allowed the winter wonderland to form in the reader’s head, “the snow sinks all the colors and creates a winter wonderland.” I believe that the 3 paragraphs I wrote created a time capsule. This allows me to reflect on some of the best memories I’ve ever had in the future.
Strings of bright light shining onto the hundred-meter-long rink, each one penetrating the steam coming out of the player and audience member’s nostrils. Every slight sound is echoed to the other side of the rink. With every shout of the coach, the words keep on repeating in both the rink and in the player’s mind. Every stride of the player allows me to reminisce to 10 years ago when I first started learning to skate. The freezing atmosphere encourages me to skate faster and faster and generate warmth to survive the immense coldness. Without the determination of winning the game and aiming for the top, every stride would be even more demanding. Like a dog fighting for a bone, each player doesn’t stop working until they have received the possession of the puck. With every stride more and more sweat slowly drop down near and close to our eyes. If we are lucky the sweat doesn’t go in our eyes, but even if it does, we don’t stop, we just keep skating at full speed and with the hope the whiplash will clear our eyes. While being exhausted doing all this, we are carrying ten kilograms of equipment protecting us from injuries and violent checks. No doubt the padding will likely save our lives; however, it also creates extra weight we drag around which only help consume more of our energy. Less than five minutes into the game everyone starts feeling like a commercial ship with its anchor stiff in the bottom of the ocean. Ten minutes into the game every single player will start feeling like they have respiratory problems. It is an urban myth that determination and the love for the game are the only things keeping the players going. I have the love for the game and it is what keeps me going.
Walking through downtown Causeway bay in Hong Kong, the scene is rather indescribable. Neon lights decorating the big branded shops, scattered around all of causeway bay, each one selling its own unique products and merchandise. Every one or two blocks a skyscraper stands tall and moves parallel to the sea breeze. The light sea breeze blowing a fresh salty group of air onto the faces of tourists, citizens, and wildlife. When the motorcycles and car engines revving, don’t scream as loud as they can, the cries of seagulls can be heard through an echo. During the day, hundreds of thousands of people at all ages, of all races populate the restaurants, the shops, the malls and the streets. They smile, they laugh, they look happy. At night, when the sun sets the whole city as if turned on a button move to their night lives. Some return home to eat with their families, the delicious Cantonese cuisine, others meet up with friends at clubs and bars, some even play organized sports such as horseback riding, football, squash and field hockey. Day or night, it doesn’t matter, Causeway bay will always have that living in the moment feeling. With the whole sky illuminated by the flashing lights, night feels as bright as the light of day. When the hour hand hits 12 on the clock, almost all restaurants still remain open serving equally tasty food as during the day. Hong Kong is no ordinary city; it is The City. It is hard to describe every special aspect of being in Hong Kong. No city can compare Hong Kong’s welcoming attitude; no city can compare how Hong Kong makes me feel. During the time I am in Hong Kong, the feeling is rather uncomprehended, there is no other city which can make me feel this satisfied.
Snowflakes each the size of a behemoth dropping down and softly landing onto the surface of roofs, cars, trees and people’s heads, each one adding to the huge collection. The snow sinks all the colors and creates a winter wonderland. In a matter of minutes, kids start running out to build their snowman and engage in snowball crossfire. An hour passed, the younger children start arriving in the winter wonderland and the song: Do You Want to Build a Snowman, starts to fill the atmosphere. Soon without being noticed, the snowflakes become smaller and smaller until it had returned to the size of the first flake. A while later, the chimney starts to cough out smells of cooking and the children know their parents are awake. With every step producing a crunching euphony, the children run towards their own little spot to start building their own snow companion. Using their time wisely the children decide to work together and share the pride of their snow architecture, some fight, some argue, but all of them want the same thing. Just at this moment the children realize the snow has covered every single surface and made everything white. Unable to notice it, the children have played in the snow for more than two hours and each of their own house’s chimneys have stopped producing smoke. A uniquely loving but also angry voice is echoed towards the children. Soon the voices turn into 3. “Leo I’m not going to say it again, breakfast time!” is repeated 2 more times but with different children’s names. Attempting to negotiate, the children end up being dragged away back to their own houses. An hour later, the whole Cheng family arrives in the winter wonderland. With the 1-2-3, the photo is taken, the winter wonderland will forever be in our hearts.
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