Thejacket
1. simile-I remember the green coat that i wore in fifth or sixth grade when you either danced like a champ or pressed yourself against a greasy wall , bitter like a penny toward happy couples.
2. Personification- with enough belts to hold down a small town
3. Personification-The next day when i got home from school, i discovered draped on my bedpost a jacket the color of day old guacamole .
4. Simile- I threw my books on the bed and approached the jacket slowly ,as if it were a stranger whose hand i had to shake.
5. Simile- i was a small kid ,thin as a tree ,and it would be years before i ‘d have a new one,
6. Simile-I put my hand in the pockets and flipped the jacket like bird wings .
7. Metaphor-During the morning recess frankie T , the playground terrorist .
8. Simile- My arms feeling like braille from goose bumps.
9. Simile - While my teeth chattered like a cup of cooked rice.
10. Metaphor- And so i went ,in my guacamole colored jacket .
11. Simile- Even the girls who had been friendly blew away like loose flowers to boys with neat jackets.
12. Metaphor- At lunchtime i stayed with the ugly boys who leaned against the chainlink fence and looked around with propellers of grass spinning in our mouth .
13. Personification- It was a sad time for the heart
14. Personification- Even my hands those fleshly hammers
15. Personification-But the l - shaped rip on the left sleeve got bigger , bits of stuffing coughed from its wound after a hard day of play.
16. Simile-I finally scotch-taped it closed,but in rain and cold it peeled off like a scab and more stuffing fell out until that sleeve shriveled into a palsied arm.
17. Metaphor- i showed the crackso my mother
18. Metaphor-I started up the alley and soon slipped into my green jacket, that green ugly brother who breathed over my shoulder that day and ever since. 19. Simile - Their heads like bookends pressing.
20. personification- I heard the buzz-buzz of gossip and even laughter
2. Personification- with enough belts to hold down a small town
3. Personification-The next day when i got home from school, i discovered draped on my bedpost a jacket the color of day old guacamole .
4. Simile- I threw my books on the bed and approached the jacket slowly ,as if it were a stranger whose hand i had to shake.
5. Simile- i was a small kid ,thin as a tree ,and it would be years before i ‘d have a new one,
6. Simile-I put my hand in the pockets and flipped the jacket like bird wings .
7. Metaphor-During the morning recess frankie T , the playground terrorist .
8. Simile- My arms feeling like braille from goose bumps.
9. Simile - While my teeth chattered like a cup of cooked rice.
10. Metaphor- And so i went ,in my guacamole colored jacket .
11. Simile- Even the girls who had been friendly blew away like loose flowers to boys with neat jackets.
12. Metaphor- At lunchtime i stayed with the ugly boys who leaned against the chainlink fence and looked around with propellers of grass spinning in our mouth .
13. Personification- It was a sad time for the heart
14. Personification- Even my hands those fleshly hammers
15. Personification-But the l - shaped rip on the left sleeve got bigger , bits of stuffing coughed from its wound after a hard day of play.
16. Simile-I finally scotch-taped it closed,but in rain and cold it peeled off like a scab and more stuffing fell out until that sleeve shriveled into a palsied arm.
17. Metaphor- i showed the crackso my mother
18. Metaphor-I started up the alley and soon slipped into my green jacket, that green ugly brother who breathed over my shoulder that day and ever since. 19. Simile - Their heads like bookends pressing.
20. personification- I heard the buzz-buzz of gossip and even laughter