Presentation on theme: "Professor Pen. Playing with Words Believe it or not, you use metaphors and similes every day of your life! Some words are metaphors all by themselves."— Presentation transcript:
Playing with Words Believe it or not, you use metaphors and similes every day of your life! Some words are metaphors all by themselves. She was a bright student. We all know that “bright” refers to light. But in this sentence we are comparing intelligence to light. It’s a metaphor!
Professor Pen Metaphor A figure of speech in which a term or phrase is applied to something to which it is not literally applicable in order to suggest a resemblance In one of their movies Cheech and Chong say “they are flying” but they not actually flying it is the state of their altered minds.
Professor Pen Metaphors….Metaphors…. The crowd was an angry beast. She was the sunshine. He was a tornado of activity Silence is golden My memory is foggy. Brian was a wall, bouncing every tennis ball back over the net.
Dead Metaphor A metaphor that has occurred so often that it has become trite or even a cliché.
Professor Pen SimileSimile While a metaphor directly states that “something” is “something else”, a simile compares things using “as” or “like” He was as quick as a rabbit!
Professor Pen Quick as a Wink Many cliché's are similes. They are fun to use, but don’t overuse them in your writing! Even if you are busy as a beaver, it’s not as cute as a button or as American as apple pie to overuse clichés. It should be as plain as the nose on your face!
Professor Pen Simile from The Scarlet Letter Hester Prynne is described. "Her face, so long familiar to the townspeople, showed the marble quietude which they were accustomed to behold there. It was like a mask; or rather, like the frozen calmness of a dead woman’s features …"
Professor Pen Sing like a bird! Many popular songs use similes and metaphors. Can you think of some examples?
Professor Pen Song Similes “...like two sparrows in a hurricane” “…as cold as ice” “...like a rolling stone” “...whose fleece was white as snow” “...like a bird up in the sky” “…like a bird in a cage”
Professor Pen Annie’s Song by John Denver u You fill up my senses like a night in the forest like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean you fill up my senses, come fill me again.