Today, we had our literature class and we had an activity about metaphors. If we are a metaphor what would it be and why? I am a bookshelf, a bookshelf that has many books in it.
You’ll be able to know me through the books I read because in every book, there’s a different story, different emotion, and setting. Every book can either be good or bad, might make you cry or laugh, frown or smile. You can stay with me as long as you want because I have many stories to share. A bookshelf serves as a keeper of the good and bad things that happened in my life. You can always come to me whenever you need something, or if you have a problem and couldn’t find the right answer, I’m here.
Actually, this didn’t go as planned. I made a mistake by changing my metaphor into a food but at least I got to share another thought in my class earlier.