Mrs. Coats
Figurative Language
Once upon a time there was a little girl that had red hair as bright as a fire truck. She was a I-need-crayons-artist. She also was a 5-6-7-8 dancer and a roll-around-in-the-grass-playful-child. One day in the woods she ran into a young woman. The old young woman she met was her Aunt Julie she had never met. This woman was dressed in ragged clothes, her hair was a mess, and she didn’t have shoes on. Then they got to talking and about after 3:30 p.m. Rosie, the little girl, went home. After their first visit they didn’t speak for 12 long years. 12 Years later…. Its Rosie’s first day of college. She walked in her first hour class and it smelled of stinky college kids, cologne/perfume and new faces. All
Figurative Language
Once upon a time there was a little girl that had red hair as bright as a fire truck. She was a I-need-crayons-artist. She also was a 5-6-7-8 dancer and a roll-around-in-the-grass-playful-child. One day in the woods she ran into a young woman. The old young woman she met was her Aunt Julie she had never met. This woman was dressed in ragged clothes, her hair was a mess, and she didn’t have shoes on. Then they got to talking and about after 3:30 p.m. Rosie, the little girl, went home. After their first visit they didn’t speak for 12 long years. 12 Years later…. Its Rosie’s first day of college. She walked in her first hour class and it smelled of stinky college kids, cologne/perfume and new faces. All