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Write for two minutes to describe a very specific place.
A sliver of light shines across the floor as I slowly push open the door. I flip on the star nightlight by the door. I slide my feet as I move across the room, not wanting to be stuck by a Lego or Little Pony. I pause by the bed, looking at my two beautiful babies, sound asleep in their beds. I lean down to pull up the blanet…
Time is up!
Write for one minute about each of the following:
Everything you see: I see the peaceful faces of my sleeping children. Their delicate features remind me that, even though they act so big and independent, they are still children. I see the shadows of toys as they lie scattered on the floor or cluttering shelves.
Everything you hear: In summer, the sound of the fan whirrrs through the air. The slow breathing of a deep sleep fills the air. As I knock over a Lego mansion, the rustle of blankets and sheets fills the air as both children stir in their sleep.
Everything you smell: The smell of watermelon shampoo fills my nose as I lean down to kiss my daughter on her head. My son’s breath smells of his “grown-up” minty toothpaste, his mouth hanging slightly ajar.
Everything you feel: The soft carpet slides under my feet. I brush my daughter’s long silky hair from her face as she sleeps. I kiss my son’s smooth forehead and whisper, “I love you both,” as I tiptoe quietly back out of the room.
Rewrite that descriptive paragraph. Include your best tiny, surprising details…
A sliver of light breaks across the floor as I slowly push open the door. In the summer heat, the sound of the ceiling fan whirrrrrrs in the silence. I flip on the star nightlight by the door, and slide my feet across the soft carpet, not wanting to impale my feet on an errant Lego or Little Pony. Unsuccessful against the toy landmines on the floor, I knock over a Lego mansion, and the rustle of blankets fills the air as both children stir in their sleep. I pause by the bunk bed, looking at two of my beautiful babies sound asleep in their beds, absorbing their peaceful faces. Smooth porcelain skin is softly shadowed in the darkness. Bodies that are usually jumping and running and active lie quiet and still. Their delicate features remind me that, even though they can act so bold and independent in the daylight, they are still my tiny children. As I lean down to straighten her blankets and kiss her goodnight, the smell of my daughter’s watermelon shampoo fills my nose. I brush her long, silky Rapunzel locks from her face as she sleeps. I straighten and stretch to kiss my son’s smooth forehead as he sleeps on the top bunk, arms thrown over his head with his mouth hanging open. The smell of his minty toothpaste makes me smile…he’s so proud to have graduated to “grown-up” toothpaste. As I turn to tiptoe quietly out of the room, I glance around at the toys, trophies, and memories hiding in the shadows of the room. I stop at the door and whisper, “I love you both,” knowing these days won’t last forever.
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Wow, that was a lot harder than I thought it would be…just like usual! It took me a while to come up with the “place” I wanted to describe in the first place.
This is definitely an activity I will work on with my students next year. Possibly even this summer while teaching a writing test prep class!