Indirect Description of a Character Trait (HOMEWORK)
Helen tells me there was some confusion about this assignment. Follow the bulleted list below and all will be well! *Check my sample at the first comment below.
- Write 100 words (and no more than 125 maximum)
- Your description should make a reader think to him or herself that your writing brings to life the descriptive adjective you have chosen, clearly and without question.
- Your description must include dialogue (words of a character spoken aloud).
- You must not use the adjective anywhere in your description.
Your adjectives: courageous, determined, intelligent, mysterious, secretive, sly. Post your writing as a comment to this posting, please. See you next Wednesday to begin work on a new short story.
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The thief looked left then right. No one in sight—“Good,” he muttered. Except—what was it?— approaching footsteps, he decided.
“What are you doing?” the watchman said, looking critically at the man standing beside the brick wall.
“I’ve lost my dog,” he answered, holding out the leash he kept in his pocket, just in case.
—56 words
“Dave, it is time to bed.” The mother orders her teenage boy. It is 10:00 PM. The schedule on the calendar shows tomorrow is the crucial math examination at 8:00 AM which decides Dave can get into UBC this Summer or not.
“Don’t worry, I just have one more section to go.” Dave responds randomly. After supper, he has been lock himself in the review program for three hours. During this time, he managed all the distractions well even though refused his girl friend’s call.
After seven hours negotiation with police, bank robbers still occupied the building.
The leader of robbers looked at the frightened hostages in the hall, shouted: “It’s the show time. Take the boy!”
Two robbers went to hostages and picked up the poor teenager from floor who was shaking and screaming: “No! No! Please! Help! Help!”
Slowly, Mrs. Mason, kneeing down besides the young man, stood up: “If you have to kill someone today, take me. I’m old and sick.”
“Well, it’s hard to refuse the volunteer, isn’t it?”
The leader nodded to his followers. Two robbers took Mrs. Mason to the balcony. Behind them, the rest of hostages started crying and the young man fainted falling to floor.
Alex was wrapping his gear into the luggage.
“Actually, you don’t have to go there this time.” Mom murmured in the kitchen.
“I am a journalist. People around the world need to know what is happening there.” Alex raised his eyes and said.
“But last time in Africa, you almost lost your left arm in the bombing.”
He rubbed slightly his recovered arm without notice.
“Don’t worry. I will be fine.”
The head-line news was rolling on the TV in this early morning. After the war began in the Gulf, the civilian was flooding into the harbor to flee the bombing.
Kissing bye with Mom, Alex jumped on the car head to the airport.
-115 words
The north wind, cold and fast, is slapping the front yard tree branches.The seventeen-year-old boy is on the doorstep preparing himself to visit his friend.
"I can see a snow flakes falling down.",Says the young girl.
"The storm is on its way.",The mother replied.
"You want me to break my promise.Don't you.",Says the boy.
At that moment it starts to snow heavily,and the wind blows some snow inside the house."I am going."Says the boy.Than he carried his bag on his back.
"It is getting dark." The mother screamed. The boy waves his hands while he walks through the heavy snow.
As the evening approaches, Mr. Strange meets George on his way home. He greeted Mr. Strange cordially, “Hi, how are you doing?”. However, Mr. Strange coldly stares at him for a minute, then turning his back on him, walks down the grey sidewalk. After 10 minutes, without any regards to George who’s following at a distance, Mr. Strange enters a shabby, old house. As soon as the door closes behind Mr. Strange, there are eerie howls and loud sounds coming from the house. When he opens the door, George finds that the house is completely dark, with no signs of life in it.
She had come back tired, but contented; after her research for months to transform their lives. She smiled tenderly at her husband, expecting a positive answer. She had conquered finally how to reform their lives from danger and need. A new homeland could improve their existence.
_”Darling”, she whispered softly, “ fighting together there, our future will be secure and stable. Our dreams will come true.”
_”It's too fa; I prefer still struggling here.” The husband told her.
With tears from her soul, she said. _”I love you so much. You're know your my life, but if you won't face the challenged; sadly, I'm going on my own”
Two months later the merry couple was fling to Australia for freedom and happiness.
Jumping out of bed at an ungodly hour, the young man, half asleep is hit with blinding bright lights, cold air, and a screaming alarm. With no time to think, he races towards the pole, wraps his arms and legs around it and holds on for dear life. When he safely lands on the bottom he zips over to his lead heavy equipment, throws it on and waits for instruction. Questions dash through the young mans mind.
“What disaster are they being dispatched to?”
Adrenaline pulses through his veins as the truck speeds away and they leave safety behind.
It was our last exam in university, and we were all busy getting ready for that, except Susan.
“ I will not miss my swimming competition,” She said, “so don‘t tell me I have to stay,” and she started toward the door.
“ Do you know what are you doing?” Asked one of us in dismay, “This is the final! You‘ll fail.”
Not even turning she said,“ Yes, I am going anyway,” and she left.
-74 words
“Why does he keep looking this way?” Lily asked her friend Maria.
The reclusive middle-aged man sat at the corner of the restaurant, with an untouched salad on his table. He was medium built with thin, gray hair and pale skin. When their eyes met, she saw how deep and lonely his eyes were. There was something different about him. “Have I met him before?”, Lily asked herself.
The stranger gazed back down at the table, took out a pen and scribbled something on the back of a tissue paper.
Afterwards, he stood up and headed towards the exit. As he passed by her table, he discreetly placed the slip of paper next to her hand without uttering a single word and left.
“Help! Help! Somebody fell into the huge ceramic water container!” “The water is so deep that the child could not get out!” The children playing hide-and-seek were scared and scattered; some of them cried out and some screamed and sought help. Meanwhile, a little boy got an idea he said to all the kids remained, ”Hurry, picking up a rock as big as we could lift and with all our strength throw that rock toward the container.” The container broke and the nearly drowned child floated out of the container safely. “Shr Ma-Kuang saved the child’s life.”
A Jew entered a bank in New York.
“Can I get a loan of one dollar?” He asked.
“Yes, as long as you have guarantees.” The bank clerk replied.
Then the Jew took out many stocks, the totally value of which amounted to 500,000 dollars.
“Is that enough?”
“Of course, but are you sure you only need one dollar?
“Yes.”
“The annual interest is 6%.We will return the stocks to you as long as you pay the principal and interest after one year.”
“Thanks.”
“But sir, you own 500,000 dollars, why don’t you borrow more money?”
“Well, the coffer rent costs too much, so I decided to deposit the stocks in a bank, you see the rental fee is really low, only 6 cents each year.”
The Canadian's were trying to advance forward through the German
line but they where stopped by the barbwire that the Germans had put in place. The Canadian's began to take heavy fire and heavy causalities. Sgt. Peterson radioed in to speak to the Captain in charge
asking for support fire on the Germans and the Captain said" that
they we are unable to help you and that you need to push on."
Sgt. Peterson told the other that they were on their own and that they must push on. This affected the moral of the soldiers and Private Richardson saw this and decided to stand up in the line of fire playing his bagpipes hoping that this would boost the other soldiers moral. Sgt.Peterson saw how the Private had affected the others and told his troops to stand up and to advance forward in the line of fire. This lead the Canadians to over run the German lines.
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