Descriptive Writing Assignment
Descriptive Writing Assignment
Descriptive Writing Assignment
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Table of Contents
Definition:...................................................................................................................................................4
Elements of Descriptive writing:.........................................................................................................4
1) SENSORY DETAILS:.......................................................................................................................4
2) FIGURATIVE LANGUAGE:.............................................................................................................4
3) A DOMINANT IMPRESSION:........................................................................................................5
4) PRECISE LANGUAGE:...................................................................................................................5
5) CAREFUL ORGANIZATION:..........................................................................................................5
A) CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER:......................................................................................................6
B) SPATIAL ORDER:......................................................................................................................6
C) ORDER IMPORTANCE:.............................................................................................................7
The Structure of a Descriptive Writing:..............................................................................................8
A) INTRODUCTION:.........................................................................................................................9
Explain the context:....................................................................................................................9
State Your Thesis (Dominant Impression):..................................................................................9
B) BODY:..........................................................................................................................................9
INCLUDE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS:..........................................................................................9
ARRANGE THE DETAILS INTO A LOGICAL ORDER:.......................................................................9
C) CONCLUSION:..............................................................................................................................9
Examples.............................................................................................................................................9
SHOW, DON'T TELL:.......................................................................................................................10
1. Use dialogue:.................................................................................................................................10
2. Use sensory language:..................................................................................................................11
3. be descriptive................................................................................................................................11
4. be specific, not vague....................................................................................................................12
HERE ARE SOME EXAMPLES OF DESCRIPTIVE WRITING TO SHOW HOW IT IS:........................12
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Definition: DESCRIPTIVE WRITING is the clear description of people, places, objects,
or events using appropriate details. An effective description will contain sufficient and
varied elaboration of details to communicate a sense of the subject being described.
The primary purpose of descriptive writing is to describe a person, place or thing in such
a way that a picture is formed in the reader's mind. Descriptive writing creates a picture
of person, place, thing, or event. Description tells what something looks, smells, sounds,
details that paint a picture and appeals to all of the readers’ senses of sight, hearing,
touch, smell, and taste when appropriate. Descriptive writing may also paint pictures of
figurative language to help paint the picture in the readers mind. There are many ways
to use figurative language, and it is a talent that should be practiced until perfected.
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3) A DOMINANT IMPRESSION: When you plan a descriptive writing, your focus
on selecting details that help your readers see what you see, feel what you feel, and
experience what you experience. Your goal is to create a single dominant impression, a
central theme or idea to which all the details relate-for example, the liveliness of a street
scene or the quiet of a summer night. This dominant impression unifies the description
and gives readers an overall sense of what the person, place, object, or scene looks like
(and perhaps what it sounds, smells, tastes, or feels like). Sometimes but not always
your details will support a thesis making a point about the subject you are describing.
specific words and phrases will help the reader “see” what you are describing. If a word
or phrase is specific, it is exact and precise. The opposite of specific language is language
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the order of their occurrence in time. We use this pattern to tell stories, relate historical
events, and to write biographies. We also use it to explain processes and procedures.
Time clues of all kind like: First, second, third, Next, soon, after, Afterwards, Initially,
In the end, At the same time, In the future, Before , During, Later, Finally, etc. used in
chronological order.
B) SPATIAL ORDER: Spatial order refers to space or layout, it is used for describing a
location. To use spatial order, you describe the setting in some sort of order based on
location. You can go in a clockwise direction, or start at the front and go to the back, or
go from top to bottom. So long as you list things in some kind of logical order.
For example, if you write a paragraph about your local mall, you could organize the
paragraphs and begin at the entrance, then describe each section of the mall until you
got to your favorite store. Write your topic sentence. Now, list everything in that setting
in order, depending on where it is. Make each item in your list into a complete sentence,
check for correct punctuation and spelling, and you've got your paragraph.
C) ORDER IMPORTANCE: The sequence of events that have the most value
(importance) to the least. Puts the most important detail at the beginning or at the end.
An example of this is an Eid presents list that your parents make you write starting with
the item you want the most to the least. It is best for describing objects and people.
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To show order of importance following kind of words are uses: Amazingly, But
Strikingly, The most, The major, The main, Primarily, Best of all, Foremost,
writing is as follows:
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Explain the context: Provide your readers with background information that will help
them understand.
State Your Thesis (Dominant Impression): This helps to organize your essay into
B) BODY: To help your readers visualize your subject. Engage all of the senses not just
sight in your essay. Tell how things smell, taste, sound, and feel. Remember that factual
details such as size or age can help paint a picture for your readers.
INCLUDE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS: Tell your readers your thoughts and
C) CONCLUSION: To remind your readers why the subject you are describing is
Examples: We've all heard the phrase "Show, don't tell" but may not know what it
means or how to do it. It's one of those elusive things that seem impossible to capture,
even harder to get down on paper. However, there are a few tricks.
SHOW, DON'T TELL: I know those words can be frustrating. You might not know
exactly what “show, don’t tell” means. Or you might believe that you are showing when
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First, you need to know the difference between TELLING and SHOWING. Telling is
abstract, passive and less involving of the reader. It slows down your pacing, takes away
Showing, however, is active and concrete; creating mental images that brings your story
-- and your characters -- to life. When you hear about writing that is vivid, evocative and
strong, chances are there's plenty of showing in it. Showing is interactive and
encourages the reader to participate in the reading experience by drawing her own
conclusions.
Here are some tips that will help make your writing more vivid and alive for your
reader.
1. Use dialogue:
This is probably one of the first things. Dialogue allows the reader to experience a scene
as if they were there. Instead of telling the reader your mom was angry, they can hear it
for themselves:
Dialogue can give your reader a great deal about character, emotion and mood.
to see, hear, taste, smell and touch the world around them. Try to use language that
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incorporates several senses, not just sight.
3. be descriptive
I’m sure everyone remembers learning to use adjectives and adverbs in elementary
school. When we’re told to be more descriptive, it’s easy to go back to those things that
we were taught. But being descriptive is more than just inserting a string of descriptive
words. It’s carefully choosing the right words and using them sparingly to convey your
meaning.
There’s nothing wrong with that sentence. It gives the reader some basic information,
Showing: His eyes are closed, and he’s cradling the guitar in his arms like a lover. It’s as if
The second example takes that basic information and paints a picture with it. It also uses
figurative language—in this case, the simile “cradling the guitar in his arms like a
When using description, it’s important not to overdo it. Otherwise, you can end up with
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He was tall, with brown hair and blue eyes. He wore a red shirt and jeans, and a brown
leather jacket.
think this type of writing sounds more academic, but all it really does is frustrate the
reader.
Instead of writing, “I had never felt anything like it before in my entire life,” take the time
to try and describe what that feeling was, and then decide how best to convey that
feeling to the reader. Your readers will thank you for it.
SHOW: "You are such a jerk." Dan slammed the phone book shut and threw it at the
couch. The pages ruffled open, the names inside seeming exposed and vulnerable
against the stark black leather. Dan got to his feet, moving so fast his chair skidded
#2: TELL: The room was perfect. She saw it and was immediately transported back to
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SHOW: She threw open the wide oak door and stepped into a past from twenty years
ago. The bedroom she remembered, down to the last detail. Pink candy-striped walls
with white trim. A thick white shag carpet, two plush maroon velvet chairs flanking a
silent fireplace. An enormous canopy bed, draped with a sheer white veil. Linda pressed
a hand to her mouth. What were the chances? Another room, just like the one she'd
had, years ago, before she'd grown up and grown out of the one space that had brought
her happiness.
#3: TELL: Rapping at the door, Elaine made her presence known to the people inside the
house.
SHOW: Elaine formed a tight fist with her right hand and pounded on the unforgiving
oak. They'd hear her, or she'd break her hand letting them know she'd come to call.
SHOW: His face grew as red as crimson. Sucking in a deep breath, he stood up. His right
fist flew up and swung swiftly across the cheeks of his friend.
SHOW: There was a thin film of moisture on the cooked rice. When I ate a scoop of it, it
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tournaments, and analyzes chess algorithms.
SHOW: The flowers in the front garden were long dead, the grass was knee-high and
paint was flaking from the window frames. As Sarah pushed open the front door, a
rotten smell hit her. There were patches of damp mold creeping up the walls. The
#8: TELL: Sarah was a pretty girl, with blue eyes and blond hair.
SHOW: Mary's blue eyes glistened with joy, her blond hair bouncing with each step.
SHOW: Ammad is always there when anyone needs him. He's the first to arrive with a
casserole when someone is sick the first to send a note of encouragement to those who
#10: TELL: My mornings are crazy. It’s hard to get to school on time!
SHOW: I awaken to the deafening buzz of my alarm clock at 7:00 a.m. I hit the snooze
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button three times before dragging my drowsy self to the bathroom. i brush my teeth,
take a shockingly cold shower, and blow dry my wet hair in record time. After trying on
nearly every outfit in my closet, I run down the stairs, and inhale my oatmeal breakfast. I
toss my books in my backpack, grab my coat and gloves, and finally race out the front
door. I arrive at the bus stop just as the bus drives away.
SHOW: As Sara stood backstage, she could feel her knees go weak. She wiped her palms
against her velvet dress to remove the sweat that continued to collect. Her heart was
pounding like keys on a piano as she went over the song she would be playing in her
head.
SHOW: Giggles and screams filled the arena. The soft curls were now damp with
perspiration and the anticipation of the event. They held tight to each other in a mock
effort to contain themselves. Arms flailed upward, and voices echoed in varying tones.
SHOW: The door opened with a resounding echo that seemed to fill the house. Cob
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webs once attached flowed freely in the air as the open door brought light to a well-
worn floor. The light gave notice to the peeling paint on the walls and to the silhouettes
once covered by pictures. The new air gave life to a stuffiness that entrapped the room.
Faded and torn white sheets covered once new furniture now drowning in dust.
SHOW: Sitting at his desk, his jaw tightened. His eyes flashed heat waves at me. The
words erupted from his mouth, "I want to talk to you after class." The final hiss in his
SHOW: Behind the mountains, the sun peaked brightly, ready to start a new day. The
blue sky remained silent yet showed signs of sadness. The wind whispered through the
trees as the cheerful sun rose. The birds sang gently by my window as if they wanted to
wake me up.
SHOW: She cradled the mug in both hands and leaned her head over it in the rising
steam. Pursing her lips, she blew softly over the clouded surface and let her eyelids drop.
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Her shoulders rose slightly as she breathed in, and she hummed with her head low. I
lifted the tiny porcelain pitcher and poured a brief rotating arch of white into the black
depths of my own cup. She opened her eyes, and we looked at each other across the
#17: TELL:
SHOW:
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#18:
#19: TELL: Sidra’s mother was angry. She hit Sidra. It was very painful
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SHOW: Sidra’s mother was angry. She hit Sidra. It was very painful. She had moved so
quickly, her hand going back and across in one movement, slapping his left cheek with a
crack that silenced the room. The pain hung hot on his cheek.
#20: TELL: Sarah was frightened. She thought someone was behind her.
SHOW: Sarah was frightened. She thought someone was behind her. It seemed a
shadow had fallen over her. But there was no shadow. Her heart had given a great jump
up into her throat and was choking her. Then her blood slowly chilled and she felt the
SHOW: My cousin, Scotty, and I were having a good time. Fall could be felt around us.
The sun was shining on the leaves making the beautiful fall colors light up the mountains
where we had gone searching for the deer. After having been taught several useful
hunting techniques, I was eager to put them to good use. “Scotty, did you hear that?” A
nod from him confirmed that an animal was close by. The look in his eyes and the
second nod confirmed that he had seen it about the same time I had: less than ten feet
away stood a beautiful buck that must have been at least eight points. Raising my gun, I
was careful to aim with accuracy and good technique. I could feel my finger slowly
moving the trigger. The bang from the gun’s barrel filled our hears. “You got him,
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#23: TELL: I was really nervous
SHOW: I could feel my heart beating fast. Sweat dripped down my forehead. I went as
#24: TELL: It was the fastest slide I have ever been on.
SHOW: Sitting atop the giant water slide, I had a picturesque view of the aqua colored
water around me. You have never really seen the ocean, until you see it from an Arial
view. Even though, I wasn’t exactly in the air, I was elevated enough to have a pretty
spectacular view. Upon finally starting to move, I could feel myself gaining speed and the
distant water was coming closer and closer. The giant smile on my face turned into
laughter at about the exact moment that SPLASH! The steep drop had propelled me into
the water.
#25: TELL: I left work feeling happy. It was a left work feeling happy. It was a good day.
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SHOW: When I left my office that beautiful spring day, I had no idea what was inspiring
day, I had no idea what was in store for me. To begin with, everything store for me. To
begin with, everything was too perfect for anything unusual to be too perfect for
anything unusual to happen. It was one of those days when happen. It was one of those
days when a man feels good, feels like speaking toe man feels good, feels like speaking
to his neighbor, is glad to live in a country his neighbor, is glad to live in a country like
ours, and proud of his government. Like ours, and proud of his government. You know
what I mean, one of those one of those rare days when everything is right then and
nothing is wrong.
#26:
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#27:
#28:
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#29:
#30:
#31: SHOW: He gazed at the pile of rubble which used to be his house. His chin wobbled
his eyes filled with tears. He sat down as they slowly started to slide down his face.
#32: SHOW: His hands were damp as a wet towel. His face turned red. His fists were
clenched when he saw his house getting bombed.
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#52: SHOW: The raindrops attacked the galvanized roof and the windows rattled. We
huddled under the bed and held each other tightly.
#53: SHOW: Barley looked at Clive, who had one of those English faces that seemed to
have been embalmed while he was still a boy king, at his hard clever eyes with nothing
behind them, at the ash beneath his skin.
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#54: There was a knock at the door and Winkle came in, an eternal student of fifty-
seven. He was tall but crooked, with a curly grey head that shot off at an angle, and an
air of brilliance almost extinguished… He sat with his knees together and held his sherry
glass away from him like a chemical retort he wasn’t sure of.
#55: The gates opened electronically and beyond them lay mounds of clipped grass like
mass graves grown over. Olive downs stretched towards the sunset. A mushroom-
shaped cloud would have looked entirely natural.
#56: The best of good books have purposeful slowdowns in pace from time to time
because the author knows that readers, like athletes, must catch their breath.
#57: They went to New York to see Cats. They both enjoyed it very much. When they
tried to go home, their flight was delayed because of the snow so they stayed another
night and decided to see the musical again.
#58: Kate rubbed her eyes and willed herself to keep them open.
#59: New buds were pushing through the frost.
#59: Charlie wore dark glasses and was accompanied by a seeing-eye dog.
#60: Sheena has three piercings in her face and wears her hair in a purple Mohawk.
#61: At ease,” James called out before relaxing into the Captain’s chair
#62: When the recess bell rang, I grabbed my chess set and dashed to freedom, eager to
win the daily tournament of outcasts. I didn’t look, but I knew Lucinda was watching, I
could feel her curly locks swaying as her head tracked me. Of course, I tripped in the
doorway. Tennis shoes and sandals stepped around me as I scrambled after pawns and
bishops. And there was Lucinda, waiting for me to notice her. She smiled, lifted her shiny
patent-leather shoe, and slowly, carefully ground her heel right on the head of my white
queen.
#63: “Our coach is a former champion wrestler, but now he is overpaid, overweight, and
over forty.”
#64: He’s drenched in sweat, his knuckles are white, he’s on the other side of the Ping-
Pong table, and I’m about to bring him down.
#65: Ping-Pong may look like a relaxing pastime, but for experts, winning the game
requires manual dexterity, agility, and endurance.
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#66: On the shelf in my bedroom is a first-place football trophy, and a first-place chess
trophy. Above my bed on one side is the head of a four-point buck I shot when I was 16,
and on the other side is a framed photo of me winning “Junior Chef of the Year.” Before
you ask me to play cards, you should have a full wallet. If your son wants to play
marbles with me, he should know I play for keeps. If your daughter starts crying while
I’m playing house with her, I won’t stop until she looks me in the eye, and admits, “You
won!”
#67: That stranger had been scanning the room, and this time, Sally thought his eyes
flickered in her direction. Wait — was that a half smile? Had he just put his hand on his
heart? Or was he just brushing something off of his shirt? That shirt looked soft. Sally
smiled.
“He’s kind of cute,” her roommate giggled.
#68: Whenever puppies in the pet store window distracted me from our walk, Fido
flattened his scruffy ears, growling. But he always forgave me. As his sight faded, the
smell of fresh air and the feel of grass would make him try to caper. Eventually, at the
sound of my voice, his tail thumped weakly on the ground. This morning, I filled his
water bowl all the way to the top–just the way he likes it–before I remembered.
#69: A saw and hammer dangled from his belt and an adze was hooked into it, one
thumbnail was black, and when he bowed she saw several long wood-shavings caught in
his curly hair.
#70: They gripped each other and the tweed of his jacket was rough under her cheek.
His hand came up to stroke her hair; she smelled leather and horses on the skin of his
wrist. He was trembling.
#71: Show us how James stands at the bar, give us what he says, show us Anna looking
up into his face and seeing love in his smile... and then show us what James says, in the
gents toilet, about making sure this girl - "What's her name? Anna?" - doesn't discover
his address.
#72: The morning air was bitter ice in her nose and mouth, and dazzling frost lay on
every bud and branch.
#73:
She kicked open the screen door, letting it slam against the wall as she dashed
outside. Down the steps and into the yard she flew. Grabbing the first rock in her path,
she hurled it back toward the house. It crashed through the living room window with an
explosion of shattered glass.”
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#74: Mary opened her present quickly. She took out a doll. It was the one she’d always
wanted. She thanked her parents, and happily started to play with it.
#75: knew it would be a bad day at the grocery store when I parked my bike in the
parking lot. Cars were everywhere. All the parking slots were used up. There were cars
on the sidewalk, getting tickets from a smiling policeman, of course. When I walked
through the automatic doors it was like a circus, or a zoo. Everyone was running to get
their foods, like the earth would blow up. When I took a step, I got run over by a large
woman with a full shopping cart and four children tagging along. She yelled, “Move it or
lose it, Bucko!”
All I wanted was a pack of gum
#76: George flung open the door and threw his backpack in the corner by the
coatrack. "Mom, I'm home!" he called out.
Mom stuck her head out of the kitchen. "Do you want a baloney sandwich?" she asked.
#77: "No, I'm not hungry right now," George said. Why did Mom always try to get him to
eat, anyway? If he wanted a sandwich he'd make one. And it wouldn't be baloney
either. It would be pepperoni and mustard!
#78: Good morning my teachers and friends. Today I want to show and tell you about
this teddy bear. This is my teddy bear. Everything is pink so its name is Pink Post pet. I
like it the most because it is pretty and lovely. It has pink hair, pink nose, pink ribbon and
brown eyes. My mother gave it to me on my birthday. That was two years ago. I keep it
in my bedroom. When everything bores me, I hug and play with Pink Post pet. It makes
me feel better. Before I finish I want to tell you Pink Post pet is very important to me."
#79: "Hello! My name is Chana nard. Today I want to show and tell for you about my
stamp album. I collect stamps because I like stamps very much and find them beautiful
and interesting to look at. My father bought it for me. My father bought it at Central
Department Store. Stamps come from envelopes. Every month I get new stamps. Stamp
collecting is important for me."
#80: "Hello everybody. Today I want to show and tell for you. These are Harry Potter
books. My mother bought them for me for my birthday at Se-Ed Book Center in Central
City Bangna. I like them very much because they are expensive and they are very, very
fun. They were about one thousand baht. I read them every Sunday and Saturday."
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#81:
#82: Baby makes days shorter, nights longer, home happier, and love stronger."
#83: We met the teacher today too!! I almost cried on the way out I was so happy. His
classroom is perfect, his teacher is perfect. I am so excited.
#84: My son had chosen to talk about Uno....which he was really into. It was really easy
for him to speak about as he knew the rules and how to play, by heart. So may be
something which she really likes.....it would be easier for her to talk about.
#85: Valek took a gray rock off his desk and hurled it toward me. Stunned, I froze as the
stone whizzed past and exploded on the wall behind me."
#86: You avert your eyes from the flickering light as you are led down the main corridor
of the dungeon. Thick, rancid air puffs in your face. Your bare feet shuffle through
puddles of unidentifiable muck."
#91: Pink petals fluttered from the trees like cotton-candy snow in the spring sun.
#92: Jimmy slapped the smoke alarm, flung open the door, and tossed the flaming pan
out into the rain.
#93: Jesse's fingertips brushed the grass. The delicate blades, hardy from recent rains,
felt like eiderdown.
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#94: Marie stepped into the kitchen, faltering at seeing the deep blue murals on the
walls and ceiling. She shivered. The dark color absorbed the morning sunshine that
filtered through frayed curtains.
Drawn to the sweet odor rising from the sink, she stepped close. She ran a finger over the
porcelain; still smooth after all these years.
"Damn!" Marie yanked her hand out of the sink. She picked at the Teflon flakes embedded in
her index finger.
"Stupid frying pan."
#95: His eyes are closed, and he’s cradling the guitar in his arms like a lover. It’s as if he’s
trying to hold on to something that wants to let go.
#96: 'She shivered and pulled her coat more tightly around her.
#97: "The gun's trigger felt cold on Mary's finger. It was harder to pull than she'd
imagined: all those films where the hero quickly pulls out his revolver and shoots the
villain, all those films were a lie. Shooting someone required effort. She pressed hard,
until the trigger obligingly gave way, and - bang! - her boyfriend was no more."
#98: He slammed the change return switch and shook the machine, demanding it either
give him his money or the orange soda he selected
#99: He ate a full rack of lamb, three roasted chicken, a dozen eggs, seven dinner rolls,
and a pint of ice cream. He ordered another chicken and some short ribs.
#100: His eyes bulged, mouth dried and sweat broke across his forehead. His racing
pulse demanded his body into action. It was Adrenaline. Or maybe just survival instinct
kicking in. It didn't matter as his legs failed him knocking him down on his backside .
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