The feeling of walking barefoot on pebbles/stones
I walked barefoot on stones in a river that is not so deep. The stones are so round, even and smooth that my foot could easily and comfortably cover on them…
This is specifically for my students, but anyone can participate. Each group's 1st member use this as the starting point. Click "participate" to start; others, respond by following with a "Sequel." Pick a specific item to appeal to the sense of sight, hearing, smell, taste, or touch, as suggested here or in the post you're responding to. Imagine this image as being part of a scene. What does this image make you think of? What's happening? You can have a person alone, a dialogue, a landscape, a nature scene: whatever relates to the image. If you calls a memory to mind, you can use that as a point of departure. Each group should have at least one example of each of the five senses. Each group member should write one entry. So, member #1, choose one of these to start with (at the end of yours, or in the comments, offer a few new images.... 1. The smell of lemons 2. The song "One Fine Day" 3. The feeling of walking barefoot on pebbles/stones 4. The taste of honey 5. The darkness of a deep forest
I walked barefoot on stones in a river that is not so deep. The stones are so round, even and smooth that my foot could easily and comfortably cover on them…
“Here we are at the beach! Watch the fluffy clouds in the sky and listen to the sound of the sea wave.” said Ronnie. The sea wave was flapping slowly and…
You and me, taking a walk in the park . I cherished the moment because I knew, it might be the last time. You didn’t say anything. Me,either. I took off my…
I stepped in the dark forest. Nothing’s in sight; I can’t even see my grasping hands as I’m trying to place my hand on whatever is in front. After certain…
The taste of honey The taste of honey is just like that when you get along with your friends. It is sweet, sweet and sweet. When I feel depressed, they would…
In a beautiful Sunday afternoon, the sky outside is crystal clear and the radio in Ronnie’s living room is playing the song ” One Fine Day.” Ronnie smiles at…
To me, the taste of honey is miracle. It smells good in a golden color and also a delicacy. It tastes a little sweet but it doesn’t overly sentimental. We can…
Walking into the deep of the forest, you can hardy recognize the direction and accurate position. The sky, embellished by brilliant stars, is almost covered by…
I still remember the first time my dad drove me to visit Mrs. Doolittle. He played On Fine Day in his car, humming some melodies. Mrs. Doolittle was a nice…
The darkness of a deep forest. Sometimes, I dreamed that I walked into a deep and dark forest alone. At first, I could barely see anything in the forest. And…
I’m at Acadia National Park in Maine. I’m seven years old, and this is Christopher Beach. It’s covered with little pebbles, all white, black, or grey, and my…