Y9 Shakespeare Homework – Extended Metaphors

You are to write an extended metaphor, in Shakespeare’s style, on one of the following subjects:

Birth and Death
School
Love

Compose your answer in a Word document, then cut and paste it into the comments below, making sure you use your name in the format firstname.surname. The metaphor should consist of at least eight separate parts.

Hints and tips after the break.

1 – Coming up with Ideas

Let us take, as an example, the subject that we had a go at in class, where we compared a teacher to a library. first of all, start with a brainstorming exercise, where you make some free associations between the two things (you might like to use a mindmap or spider diagram):

Teachers have lots of knowledge
There is lots of knowledge in books

Your teacher may is old and his bones creak
A library may be old and dusty, with weathered, creaky floorboards

Your teacher may be balding with worry, having had so many pupils through his class
The library carpets may be balding, with the footsteps of so many children over the years

Your teacher may have the musty smell of age and old clothes
The library may have a musty smell of age and old books

Keep on going into you have ten good ones along the same lines, so that you’ve got two spare – then you can crop out your weakest ones.

2 – Constructing your metaphor.

Once you have the two parts which are going to make up your metaphor, you need to mash them together to make a single, vibrant image. You will have ot do some re-wording, and probably add some verbs and adjectives. So,

Your teacher may is old and his bones creak
A library may be old and dusty, with weathered, creaky floorboards

might become

The teacher’s bones creaked and shivered, and the dusty floorboards of his body were weathered and pitted with age.

Remember, each part of the extended metaphor must work both in its own right, and as part of the general picture. It is very important that you get the initial metaphor correct to begin with, otherwise your job will be very hard!

One last super-tip. Make each part of the metaphor as rich as you can. I do not want to read:

The teacher’s head was a bald carpet

I do want to read:

The teacher’s head was bald, rubbed away by the feet of a thousand pupils over tens of years.

Can you see the difference?

Off you go! Remember, if you need any inspiration, look to the master himself, William Shakespeare. Henry V, Act1, Scene ii:

Therefore doth heaven divide
The state of man in divers functions,
Setting endeavour in continual motion;
To which is fixed, as an aim or butt,
Obedience: for so work the honey-bees,
Creatures that by a rule in nature teach
The act of order to a peopled kingdom.
They have a king and officers of sorts;
Where some, like magistrates, correct at home,
Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad,
Others, like soldiers, armed in their stings,
Make boot upon the summer’s velvet buds,
Which pillage they with merry march bring home
To the tent-royal of their emperor;
Who, busied in his majesty, surveys
The singing masons building roofs of gold,
The civil citizens kneading up the honey,
The poor mechanic porters crowding in
Their heavy burdens at his narrow gate,
The sad-eyed justice, with his surly hum,
Delivering o’er to executors pale
The lazy yawning drone. I this infer,
That many things, having full reference
To one consent, may work contrariously:
As many arrows, loosed several ways,
Come to one mark; as many ways meet in one town;
As many fresh streams meet in one salt sea;
As many lines close in the dial’s centre;
So may a thousand actions, once afoot.
End in one purpose, and be all well borne
Without defeat. Therefore to France, my liege.
Divide your happy England into four;
Whereof take you one quarter into France,
And you withal shall make all Gallia shake.
If we, with thrice such powers left at home,
Cannot defend our own doors from the dog,
Let us be worried and our nation lose
The name of hardiness and policy.

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~ by mrprestney on January 21, 2009.

16 Responses to “Y9 Shakespeare Homework – Extended Metaphors”

  1. Birth and Death is a stretch of motorway.

    • It has a beginning and an end.
    • It can be long or short depending what you make of it.
    • At times it can be very boring.
    • Sometimes you move fast then you find yourself going slowly.
    • You have help in case you break down like.
    • You can help yourself to more fuel.
    • There are plenty of ups and downs.
    • You lose sight of where you’re going.

    By Matt. Yard

  2. Birth and Death is a rollercoaster.
    .Birth is the start of a rollercoaster, the start of a thrilling adventure.
    .Birth is a loop the loop, you come out of it confused and bewildered.
    .Life sometimes is the big drops in rollercoaster’s, fun and exciting.
    .Life sometimes is the journey to the top of the drop, tense and worrying.
    .Death is a rollercoaster; people are scared of death and of rollercoaster’s.
    .Death is the end of the rollercoaster, everything just stops and all fear is gone.

  3. Love is a cool breeze in the middle of summer.
    1. Cool breezes calm your nerves.
    Your lover calms you down and calms your nerves.

    2. When you feel a cool breeze you want more.
    Once you’ve had a sniff of love you search for more.

    3. When you’re hot, cool breezes cool you down.
    When you’re sick your lover makes you feel better.

    4. Cool breezes come and go.
    Love comes and goes, lovers come and go.

    5. You wish it would always be with you.
    You wish your lover was always with you.

    6. When a breeze touches your face on a hot day you feel relieved.
    When you’re in love you feel relieved because you have finally found someone you love.

    7. On a hot day a breeze makes you feel happy.
    You are happy when you are in love.

    8. You wish you should have savoured the breeze and appreciate it more.
    You wish you appreciated the love and care your previous lover gave you.

  4. The school’s giant grey walls are filled with misery.
    The school’s rusty window bars mock your lack of freedom.
    The school’s large, long grounds keep you trapped from the world. The school’s doors bars creek and shake upon closure.
    The school’s gym tortures the back and arms.
    The school’s kitchen rots with bacteria and decay.
    The school’s eyes seek out misbehaviour.
    The school’s gates open, shut, open, SLAM!!!

    P.S. The article above has nothing to do with Whitgift school…

  5. School Metaphors

    • School is a huge traffic jam,

    • It takes forever to get out of,
    Yet it is my pathway to success

    • I am frustrated and at times stifled
    Yet I stay in line to reach the end

    • I can get of my car,
    Like I can get out of lessons

    • I listen to a radio station
    It doesn’t hold my interest

    • I switch stations; this one’s more tuneful
    It holds my interest

    • The speaker discusses world news
    I learn something new

    • The queue is moving fast
    I’m making quicker progress.

  6. Love is a black hole.
    The contents of it is mysterious and colourless.
    Falling in love is like falling into a blackhole, you don’t understand where its going or whats going to happen.
    When fallen you cannot get out, but when you get out it may hurt.
    People sometimes don’t believe in love, believe its not there.
    Blackholes can be located in empty space, in an empty heart.
    They rip apart the space as if it were a dog ripping a heart shaped bone.

  7. Birth and death is a journey in a jungle without map

    – you choose the direction you go in
    – you can experience the greatest moments
    – you sometimes get scared out of your wits
    – you never know where you will end up
    – you can sometimes loose your sense of surroundings
    – It could be ended by something/one else
    – You sometimes wish that you weren’t in the situation that you’re currently in
    – You choose the goals that you want to achieve

  8. School
    The school is a vast jungle filled with dangerous animals. Lions patrol the area catching the other animals when they are out of order. Lemmings wandering around depressed with their lives. Gorillas lumber about making sure everyone knows whose boss. Flying squirrels sitting, making calculations about their next jump. Rats who will sell out their closest friend to stay alive. Wolves, which stay in packs, and are never alone. Monkeys, who are always causing trouble and annoying lions. And at the top of the food chain is a king cobra, always out to get you, who employs minions to do his bidding.

  9. Love is a cool breeze in the middle of summer.

    1. Cool breezes calm your nerves.
    Your lover calms you down and calms your nerves.

    2. When you feel a cool breeze you want more.
    Once you’ve had a sniff of love you search for more.

    3. When you’re hot, cool breezes cool you down.
    When you’re sick your lover makes you feel better.

    4. Cool breezes come and go.
    Love comes and goes, lovers come and go.

    5. You wish it would always be with you.
    You wish your lover was always with you.

    6. When a breeze touches your face on a hot day you feel relieved.
    When you’re in love you feel relieved because you have finally found someone you love.

    7. On a hot day a breeze makes you feel happy.
    You are happy when you are in love.

    8. You wish you should have savoured the breeze and appreciate it more.
    You wish you appreciated the love and care your previous lover gave you.

  10. Love.

    Love is a rose glowing in the morning light.
    Every petal a slight different shade.
    Love may die yet it shall always grow anew.
    Some never bloom, never growing from the bud.
    Some grow into huge billowing sheets of pink and red.
    Some may be cut by another’s hand.
    Not all are beautiful but all have their thorns.
    Every rose shines, a star in the field.

  11. Shakespeare – Extended Metaphor
    School is an old book shelf.
    • There are a lot of different types of books like there are lots of subjects.
    • Each book has a different story to tell just like teachers
    • Some books are old boring and worn out and some are fun and interesting just like teachers
    • Some type of books you enjoy but other you don’t like subjects
    • The book shelf has lots of different sections just like classrooms.
    • The old book shelf is warring of slowly just like a school.
    • It takes time to read a book the same way it takes time to study a subject.
    By Manav Chaudhary

  12. Birth and Death is a meal

    · Starts off small, Starter is like the beginning of life, small
    · The starter is easy to eat, The beginning of life is easy going
    · The main course is the largest part, You’re never sure of the quality you may receive
    · There are parts you may enjoy and others that you dislike, there are ups and downs of a meal
    · If you treat the staff badly they may spit in your food, This illustrates the comeuppence of treating people differently to how you wish to be treated yourself
    · You enjoy drinks on the side but too much can cause problems, there is always a forfit to doing bad things
    · The dessert is often the most enjoyable part, when you are an old man you are relaxed and watching others grow
    · When you are done your meal, you are full and finished, when you have had a long number of years to live, death will eventually come to you

  13. Love is one big mystery…
    Love is a mystery; you never know what’s next.
    Love frees your mind from the deepest of thoughts.
    Love can be hard work or an ocean breeze.
    Love can calm you down or even test your patience.
    Love can be the longest or shortest journey possible.
    Love is a joy which can change your mood in any way.
    Love has ups but also many downs.
    Love has a special feel which cannot be explained.

  14. English Homework
    Metaphors

    School
    1. Exams vs. Dark alleys : scary but peaceful, unpredictable and feels endless from night but clear by day
    2. Bus vs. Childhood: picked up and removed from the curb, timeless vacuum that passes before its begun
    3. Early starts vs. Earthquakes: peace broken for ever it seems by a bolt of lightening running through your veins.
    4. School tuck shop vs. Savannah: hoards of classes stampede towards the glorious mouth watering hole. For the slow the rumbling void goes on.
    5. Timetables vs. Robots: programmed to give you organisation and answers to lighten up your day and ovoid.
    6. The green fields vs. Welcoming matt: the baize quality welcomes our guests specks of imperfection don’t lie on it.
    7. Sports vs. Magnets: striving for results on the field of life constant magnet like attraction and repulsion
    8. School dinners vs. Friends: warm, satisfying and comforting rap us in the blanket of protection and security.

  15. Birth and death is a river
    1. It Starts clean and fresh with no fear.

    2. It grows bigger and stronger as it gets further through its life.

    3. Other family join in with the journey to the sea.

    4. The river sees lots of sights along its journey.

    5. As it goes through the city it working and pushing boats around the river.

    6. Get polluted and clogged up as it goes through the city.

    7. The river slows down as it reaches the end.

    8. And when reaches the sea stops and loses it self.

  16. Love
    – Love is seeing a shooting star in the glistening night sky.

    Love is blind, you can see a rare glimpse of the fiery ball in a lifetime, and you just have to have patience.
    Love is a flash, travelling thousands of miles per hour appears and burns out quickly.
    Love is floating on the air, getting pulled off the earth by gravity and you enter another world.
    Love is powerful, burning when friction is trying to stop it.
    Love is unstoppable, darting around the universe with hardly any witness.
    Love is always there, coming towards you as it grows in an instant.
    Love is a memory, visible at anytime anywhere.
    Love is a team, burning bight with a core surrounded by red hot fire.

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