By Nate Feldman
The Library
When I was young, the public library was one of my favorite places to visit. Unfortunately, the last time I went, the place was in a state of complete ruin. The windows on the outside were covered with dust, so you couldn’t see anything on the inside. There were even some of them with small cracks. The paint on the walls was chipping away, and you could see little white flakes on the ground. Then, when I went inside, it got worse. It was the middle of the day, but it felt like it was almost night because of the poor lighting system. There was only a dim glow from the lamps above. It was so quiet because almost no one was in there, so I could hear the loud stomping of my feet as I went around the place. Most of the books were old. Some even had brown stains on the pages. I don’t know why people let this treasured part of our town become like this, but it showed why we must continue to update things before that happens.
Vocabulary:
A state of: something’s condition
Ruin: something destroyed or in a very bad condition
Covered with: on top of something
Dust: particles of dirt
Cracks: lines forming on walls or windows
Chipping away: when paint begins to fall off
Flakes: little pieces of something that floats in the air
Dim: light that is very low
Stomping: loud sound of walking
Stains: a dirt mark on something
Treasured: something very valuable
Update: make something modern
Questions:
How does the writer describe the library? What is the dominant impression you have of his library? What words does the writer use to describe this?
This lobby is paradise on Earth. The lobby of this hotel is so gorgeous, it’s
like you are walking through the halls of an amazing palace. The bright chandeliers glow across the room,
making everything as bright as the sun. The
beautiful, marble floors are as white as fresh snow on the ground. There is a beautiful, white light slanting
through the windows.
Alumni hall is a dark dungeon (metaphor)
The rooms in Alumni hall are as dark as night (simile)
I went to the LTC room. The computers are ancient relics. They are as old as the pyramids and as slow
as a turtle. It’s very dark in
there. It’s as dark as the night. The LTC is a black hole.
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