Victorian Description Essay
Victorian Description
A cloudy gush of gloomy and thick smoke spills out from an immense structure of darkness. It explodes into the felted cerulean sky like fireworks and covers the city with a dark blanket of soot. A strong stench fills my irritated pale nose, as I stare down into the burdened streets of people crowding the city of Victorian London.
I observe the ladies, strolling confidently down the street with class and taste – wearing modish pearl white dresses with sleeves as long as pythons. They strut down the street in brunette leather ankle boots paired perfectly with their convoluted dresses that contain a million layers, that seemed to have been specialized for royalty beforehand. The gracious little girls are enchanted princesses; they walk with grace and poise, wearing gorgeous skirts stiffened with petticoats and long blouses with high necklines. After I finish staring at the mesmerized women and little girls for what only seems like a second, they walk past my enthralled chocolate eyes, and continue to walk with …show more content…
I look through a rusty window and can see the strict daunting teacher stroke the pitch black chalkboard with a fine crumbly piece of chalk. She draws an elegant cursive “L” on the board, the frantic children all struggling to replicate the perfect example into their plain simple white notebooks. The teacher continues to speak, the children sitting in their uncomfortable backless seats trying to concentrate – trying to note down every single word that falls out of the teacher’s mouth. But then, I see a child with the slightest bit of slouch, the fanatical teacher quickly noticing and stomping towards her. WHACK. The stick slaps into her flesh and bruises her pale skin. WHACK. A teardrop pours down her eyes as she turns her head down, refusing to look at anyone. WHACK. The entire class shudders in
A cloudy gush of gloomy and thick smoke spills out from an immense structure of darkness. It explodes into the felted cerulean sky like fireworks and covers the city with a dark blanket of soot. A strong stench fills my irritated pale nose, as I stare down into the burdened streets of people crowding the city of Victorian London.
I observe the ladies, strolling confidently down the street with class and taste – wearing modish pearl white dresses with sleeves as long as pythons. They strut down the street in brunette leather ankle boots paired perfectly with their convoluted dresses that contain a million layers, that seemed to have been specialized for royalty beforehand. The gracious little girls are enchanted princesses; they walk with grace and poise, wearing gorgeous skirts stiffened with petticoats and long blouses with high necklines. After I finish staring at the mesmerized women and little girls for what only seems like a second, they walk past my enthralled chocolate eyes, and continue to walk with …show more content…
I look through a rusty window and can see the strict daunting teacher stroke the pitch black chalkboard with a fine crumbly piece of chalk. She draws an elegant cursive “L” on the board, the frantic children all struggling to replicate the perfect example into their plain simple white notebooks. The teacher continues to speak, the children sitting in their uncomfortable backless seats trying to concentrate – trying to note down every single word that falls out of the teacher’s mouth. But then, I see a child with the slightest bit of slouch, the fanatical teacher quickly noticing and stomping towards her. WHACK. The stick slaps into her flesh and bruises her pale skin. WHACK. A teardrop pours down her eyes as she turns her head down, refusing to look at anyone. WHACK. The entire class shudders in