the youth of today
09 March 2004, 10:50 AM
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These are metaphors from actual GCSE (age 16 exams) essays:
* Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides
gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
* McMurphy fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a paper bag filled
with vegetable soup.
* Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.
* The door had been forced, as forced as the dialogue during the interview
portion of Family Fortunes TV gameshow.
* His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like
underpants in a tumble dryer.
* She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to
dangle from doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.
* The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling
ball wouldn't.
* Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black the centre.
* Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
* He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
* The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry
them in hot grease.
* Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the
grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left York
at 6:36 p.m. travelling at 55 mph, the other from Peterborough at 4:19 p.m.
at a speed of 35 mph.
The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the full stop after the Dr. on a
Dr Pepper can.
* John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also
never met.
* The thunder was ominous sounding, much like the sound of a thin Sheet of
metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.
* The red brick wall was the colour of a brick-red crayon.
* Even in his last years, Grandpa had a mind like a steel trap, only one
that had been left out so long it had rusted shut.
* Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
* The plan was simple, like my brother Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just
might work.
* The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for
a while.
* "Oh, Jason, take me!" she panted, her breasts heaving like a student on a
31p-a-pint night.
* He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but a
real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or
something.
* Her artistic sense was exquisitely refined, like someone who can tell
butter from "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter."
* She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just
before it throws up.
* It came down the stairs looking very much like something no one had ever
seen before.
* The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Glenda Jackson MP in her first
of several points of parliamentary procedure made to Robin Cook MP, Leader
of the House of Commons, in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the
suspension of Keith Vaz MP.
* The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg
behind her, like a dog at a lamppost.
* The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of
his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly
surcharge-free cashpoint.
* The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan
set on medium.
* It was a working class tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with
their power tools.
* He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if
she were a dustcart reversing.
* She was as easy as the Daily Star crossword.
* She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was
room-temperature British beef.
* She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
* Her voice had that tense, grating quality, like a first-generation thermal
paper fax machine that needed a band tightened.
* It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the
wall.
* Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides
gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
* McMurphy fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a paper bag filled
with vegetable soup.
* Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.
* The door had been forced, as forced as the dialogue during the interview
portion of Family Fortunes TV gameshow.
* His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like
underpants in a tumble dryer.
* She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to
dangle from doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.
* The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling
ball wouldn't.
* Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black the centre.
* Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
* He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
* The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry
them in hot grease.
* Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the
grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left York
at 6:36 p.m. travelling at 55 mph, the other from Peterborough at 4:19 p.m.
at a speed of 35 mph.
The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the full stop after the Dr. on a
Dr Pepper can.
* John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also
never met.
* The thunder was ominous sounding, much like the sound of a thin Sheet of
metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.
* The red brick wall was the colour of a brick-red crayon.
* Even in his last years, Grandpa had a mind like a steel trap, only one
that had been left out so long it had rusted shut.
* Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
* The plan was simple, like my brother Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just
might work.
* The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for
a while.
* "Oh, Jason, take me!" she panted, her breasts heaving like a student on a
31p-a-pint night.
* He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but a
real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or
something.
* Her artistic sense was exquisitely refined, like someone who can tell
butter from "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter."
* She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just
before it throws up.
* It came down the stairs looking very much like something no one had ever
seen before.
* The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Glenda Jackson MP in her first
of several points of parliamentary procedure made to Robin Cook MP, Leader
of the House of Commons, in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the
suspension of Keith Vaz MP.
* The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg
behind her, like a dog at a lamppost.
* The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of
his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly
surcharge-free cashpoint.
* The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan
set on medium.
* It was a working class tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with
their power tools.
* He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if
she were a dustcart reversing.
* She was as easy as the Daily Star crossword.
* She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was
room-temperature British beef.
* She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
* Her voice had that tense, grating quality, like a first-generation thermal
paper fax machine that needed a band tightened.
* It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the
wall.
09 March 2004, 02:36 PM
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McMurphy fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a paper bag filled
with vegetable soup.
with vegetable soup.
The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling
ball wouldn't.
ball wouldn't.
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the
grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left York
at 6:36 p.m. travelling at 55 mph, the other from Peterborough at 4:19 p.m.
at a speed of 35 mph.
grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left York
at 6:36 p.m. travelling at 55 mph, the other from Peterborough at 4:19 p.m.
at a speed of 35 mph.
The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Glenda Jackson MP in her first
of several points of parliamentary procedure made to Robin Cook MP, Leader
of the House of Commons, in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the
suspension of Keith Vaz MP.
of several points of parliamentary procedure made to Robin Cook MP, Leader
of the House of Commons, in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the
suspension of Keith Vaz MP.
09 March 2004, 05:05 PM
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You can't blame the youth, it's not their fault that the exams are sooooooo boring, plus it livens it up for the examiners! Mate o mine got bored in a biology exam so decided to answer the question "what type of tissue is this" as Kleenex. Still got an A* though!
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The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
Still... when you copy from the best it's "research", innit?
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