In Ms. Mild-Thomas’s class, we read Valerie Bloom’s “Frost” and thought about how she stretched an extended metaphor for the snow all through her poem. We thought about how her metaphors showed us how she felt about frost without telling us. We experimented with using our own metaphors to describe different types of days in our neighborhood. The students did an amazing job!
Snow
Luis G
The falling marshmallows were everywhere at the time.
The roads where the cars would pass by would make cars trapped like a mouse in a mousetrap, or make the cars slide, like it was an ice skating competition.
The sidewalk where people would usually walk by would make people struggle to stop sliding, making them look like a cartoon character beginning to run.
The power where people usually use them for electricity was off, just like when a radio stops working.
Or, rather, a school shutting off at 6 PM.
My Neighborhood
Jazmin S
The sun in my neighborhood is as warm as my dog’s fur.
The snow in my neighborhood is like shiny glass falling from the sky.
The trees looked like cotton candy.
Cats look like mighty warriors.
Dogs playing with the squishy marshmallow.
Sunny Day
Henry S
The sun is starting to get super big as a T-rex
Everyone’s skin is starting to burn up like a marshmallow
Everyone is starting to melt as acid
The water is getting Thanos Snapped
The sun is going supernova
Everyone is now a roasted stake
As all matter is being released
The earth burns up
