Descriptives and Narratives(IGCSE English)

Change in weather (Descriptive)

Original question: Describe your surroundings before and after a sudden change in weather.

Few things can provide the relaxation tantamount to sinking your feet deep into the warm, white beach whilst cold breezes gently caress your face. The searing heat of the sun, baking your feet, and the ferocious waves battering the shore and frothing with the tide. The evergreen coconut and palm trees swayed with the force of the wind, bending but never breaking. The horizon, stretched into a thin line making the turquoise waters seem everlasting and in great contrast with the pale-blue skies. Few clouds were dabbed across the sky— so serene— reminiscent of a nature painting i had glanced at in an art gallery. A flock of charcoal ravens cut through the sun, stark silhouettes in the immense brightness, but i couldn't hold the gaze for long as i felt my eyes singe. A couple was splashing the spumy waters and wading through the saline liquid, laughing heartily, but from that distance all i could hear were muffled sounds. I laid peacefully under the coconut tree, wallowing in the shade and running my hands through the infinitesimal grains of sand as they slipped through my hand as easily as water would. My knees were raised high as i laid on my back and i could see the sun dropping into the horizon, slowly but surely. The sky turned pink and orange like a cherry blossom in an orange orchard. The water was a mirror, forming a half-sun on its surface, laying flat as the water turned into liquid gold, seething as the sun bubbled down.

There was an immediate darkness, it crouched from the West as the dispersed clouds conglomerated into a breathing mass of destruction. Soon, the sun sank into submission under the brewing storm; the sky, a hazy background of sand and leaves. Tiny twigs and little leaves flurried across, dancing in harmony with the gale. The couple ran for the shore but the wind snatched the straw hat off the woman's head, swirling upwards into the sky in a perpetual motion.The wind grew stronger and the trees seemed to be at the peaks of their resistance, about to break and pile up in a twisted heap at any moment. The storm was now a whirling body of clouds and sand with sharp streaks of lightning cutting through the centre. It glowed eerily from inside as thunder roared across the waves. It was time to leave. I ran to my car parked just a few feet away and took a final glance at what had just been paradise turning into a destructive play field.