Please find below a collection of descriptive writing pieces completed
by second year students here in the College. The pupils were asked to
describe Sherbet Lemons....mmmm Sherbet Lemons...! Enjoy.
It
sat there. On my desk. A delicate glass marble so cold and fragile that
I was almost afraid to touch it. It was a golden drop trapped in a
plastic film. It waited to be unwrapped like a present on my birthday,
begging. And so I obliged. I picked it up; it felt like a hard plastic
stone. The wrapper glistened in the light, as it crunched gently in my
fingers. I slowly removed the wrapper. It felt as sticky as toffee; it
was smooth along the edges like glass but rough on the top like sand
paper. A lemony invasion overtook my nose, a tangy explosion. Then, I
put it in my mouth.
The
taste was extraordinary. It was a magnificent juice that filled my
entire mouth, a refreshing burst of sugar. It was a sweet bomb on my
unprepared tongue. I bit down through it, it split into tiny fragments,
like debris floating around my mouth, and when I swallowed, my mouth was
a cave, hollow and empty, still echoing with that old bang of flavour.
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