Learning Task 3: Sense it! Directions: Read the excerpts with understanding. Identify what sensory imagery is used in each statement. Write your answers on your answer sheet. Identify too those words used as descriptive in each excerpt. Copy the table and write your answers on their proper column.

1. On rainy afternoons, embroidering with a group of friends on the begonia porch, she

would lose the thread of the conversation and a tear of nostalgia would salt her palate

when she saw the strips of damp earth and the piles of mud that the earthworms had

pushed up in the garden. Those secret tastes, defeated in the past by oranges and

rhubarb, broke out into an irrepressible urge when she began to weep. She went back

to eating earth. The first time she did it almost out of curiosity, sure that the bad taste

would be the best cure for the temptation. And, in fact, she could not bear the earth in

her mouth. But she persevered, overcome by the growing anxiety, and little by little she

was getting back her ancestral appetite, the taste of primary minerals, the unbridled

satisfaction of what was the original food. (One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel

García Márquez)

Imagery: ______________________

2.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

(“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost)

Imagery: _________________________

3. Outside, even though the shut windowpane, the world looked cold. Down in the street

little eddies of wind were whirling dust and torn paper into spirals, and though the sun

was shining and the sky a harsh blue, there seemed to be no colour in anything, except

the posters that were plastered everywhere. The black mustachioed face gazed down

from every commanding corner. There was one on the house-front immediately opposite.

BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU, the caption said, while the dark eyes looked deep

into Winston’s own. Down at street level another poster, torn at one corner, flapped

fitfully in the wind, alternately covering and uncovering the single word INGSOC. In the

far distance a helicopter skimmed down between the roofs, hovered for an instant like

a bluebottle, and darted away again with a curving flight. (1984 by George Orwell)

Imagery: _________________________

4. In the period of which we speak, there reigned in the cities a stench barely conceivable

to us modern men and women. The streets stank of manure, the courtyards of urine,

the stairwells stank of moldering wood and rat droppings, the kitchens of spoiled

cabbage and mutton fat; the unaired parlors stank of stale dust, the bedrooms of greasy

sheets, damp featherbeds, and the pungently sweet aroma of chamber pots. The stench

of sulfur rose from the chimneys, the stench of caustic lyes from the tanneries, and from

the slaughterhouses came the stench of congealed blood. People stank of sweat and

unwashed clothes; from their mouths came the stench of rotting teeth, from their bellies

that of onions, and from their bodies, if they were no longer very young, came the stench

of rancid cheese and sour milk and tumorous disease. (Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

by Patrick Suskind)

Imagery: _________________________

5. She ran her hand across the dark, concrete wall. It was cold as ice. When she came

to the middle of the room, she felt a thick, slimy substance actively oozing down the

wall.

Imagery: _________________________

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