Introduction 1) describe the surrounding –

(Exposition)

2) What were you doing

Beginning Main Idea: I saw a ………………………

(Rising action)

Climax Main Idea : ………………………. hunted me

Falling Action Main Idea : I was caught

Ending Main Idea: I fainted

(Resolution)

Complete the outline by scanning the plots/ ideas from the passage below.
 “Flip flap flip flap” the window panels rattled as the wind blew continually. It was
superbly cold outside. My teeth chattered in the chilly air around me. I was just after burning
my midnight oil as my examination was just around the corner. I couldn't sleep. My heart
was thumping hard at my chest. I was always afraid of the dark and still I am. But this was
the first time I had slept alone. My parents and my siblings were away from home for
attending our relative wedding dinner.

It was almost 2.30 am. I tried to close my eyes but I just couldn’t. Perhaps, I was too
afraid. Out of sudden, something weird had happened. My name was called.
“Amy….Amy…..” a strange voice whispered from the back of a timeworn wardrobe. I crept
slowly towards the wardrobe. I couldn’t believe my eyes. A horrible figure started to crawl
out. “Oh gosh! What hell is that” I said myself. Quickly, I ran as fast as I could to escape
from it. It chased me everywhere I went in the house. I was getting exhausted and dizzy. I
was losing my energy as I ran up and down in the house.

It continuously hunted me. It seemed to be very dangerous. It has sharp jaws and
awful claws which could tear my skin. I could feel that it was in a great hunger. So, I decided
to search the holy water in the prayer room. I remembered that my mom used to say about
the power of the holy water. “Amy, this water is not the ordinary one. It can destroy
anything is evil!” said mom. Without wasting time, I desperately ran to the prayer room. As I
was approaching the door of the prayer room, to my horror, it stood in front of me. It was too
late, I was caught by his long hand.

I cried loudly, my knees went weak. I was shivering badly. “Am I going to be its
meal?” this question lingered in my mind. I screamed in terror by hoping someone would
save me from this demon. As it hold my body, I felt something was poured on me. It called
me “Amy….Amy….wake up!” I opened my eyes, there were my parents and siblings in front
of me. I looked around, left to the right, back to front, it had gone. I felt relieved as I was
saved from the evil demon. Surprisingly, all started to laugh. I became speechless.

Immediately my mom explained that I had dreamt a nightmare. I grinned as my face

was turning red in bashfulness.
Feelings

afraid

frightened

dread

nervous

terrified

what happened to you? describe your feelings.

- my heart thumping fast in my chest

- I went weak at the knees
- I stood rooted to the ground
- my voice trembled
- I screamed in horror
- my face turned as white as a sheet
- I became speechless/ dumfounded
- I stared in disbelief
- I could not believe my eyes

► The electric thimble moved like a praying mantis on the pillow,

touched by her hand.

► Her face was like a snow-covered island upon which rain might fall.

► A book alighted, almost obediently, like a white pigeon, in his hands,

wings fluttering.

► He wore his happiness like a mask and the girl had run off across
the lawn with the mask and there was no way of going to knock on her
door and ask for it back.

► She was beginning to shriek now, sitting there like a wax doll melting
in its own heat.
► The stars poured over his sight like flaming meteors.

► The men lay gasping like fish laid out on the grass.

► There was only the girl walking with him now, her face
bright as snow in the moonlight, and he knew she was working his
questions around, seeking the best answers she could possibly give.

► The night I kicked the pill-bottle in the dark, like kicking a buried

mine.
Metaphors
Metaphors in Fahrenheit 451 are used to accentuate the writer's points.
Here are a few examples from the novel.

► He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a

stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on
the porch and lawn of the house.

► With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting
its venomous kerosene upon the world.

► A fountain of books sprang down upon Montag as he climbed

shuddering up the sheer stair-well.

► Her face was slender and milk-white, and in it was a kind of gentle

hunger that touched over everything with tireless curiosity.

► Her face, turned to him now, was fragile milk crystal with a soft

and constant light in it.

► And then he came to the parlour where the great idiot monsters lay
asleep with their white thoughts and their snowy dreams.

► "Kerosene," he said, because the silence had lengthened, "is

nothing but perfume to me."
Personification
► Out of the black wall before him, a whisper. A shape. In the shape,
two eyes. The night looking at him. The forest, seeing him.
(A wall is attributed with human features like eyes. In addition,
the night and forest provides the ability to see.)

► He smelled the heavy musk-like perfume mingled with blood and the
gummed exhalation of the animal's breath, all cardamom and moss
and ragweed odor in this huge night where the trees ran at him, pulled
away, ran, pulled away, to the pulse of the heart behind his eyes.
(Trees are personified with the ability to run and pull away.)

► The books leapt and danced like roasted birds, their wings ablaze
with red and yellow feathers.
(Books are said to have bird-like qualities.)

► The train radio vomited upon Montag, in retaliation, a great ton-load

of music made of tin, copper, silver, chromium, and brass.
(According to the writer, the train can vomit just like a person.)

► One drop of rain. Clarisse. Another drop. Mildred. A third. The uncle.
A fourth. The fire tonight. One, Clarisse. Two, Mildred. Three, uncle.
Four, fire, One, Mildred, two, Clarisse. One, two, three, four, five,
Clarisse, Mildred, uncle, fire, sleeping-tablets, men, disposable tissue,
coat-tails, blow, wad, flush, Clarisse, Mildred, uncle, fire, tablets, tissues,
blow, wad, flush. One, two, three, one, two, three! Rain. The storm. The
uncle laughing. Thunder falling downstairs. The whole world pouring
down.
(Rain drops fire, sleeping-tablets, tissue, etc., are compared with
the characters of the novel.)
Allusion
► "I am Plato's Republic. Like to read Marcus Aurelius? Mr. Simmons is
Marcus."
(Allusion to Marcus Aurelius, Plato, and Plato's Republic)

► "It's fine work. Monday bum Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday

Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then bum the ashes. That's our official
slogan."
(Allusion to Edna St. Vincent Millay, Walt Whitman, and William
Faulkner)

► "Well," said Beatty, "now you did it. Old Montag wanted to fly near
the sun and now that he's burnt his damn wings, he wonders why. . . ."
(Allusion to Icarus's story)

► All isn't well with the world.

(Allusion to Robert Browning's Pippa Passes)

► 'Sweet food of sweetly uttered knowledge,' Sir Philip Sidney said.

(Allusion to Sidney's The Defense of Poetry)

► 'Truth will come to light, murder will not be hid long!'

(Allusion to Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice)
Alliteration
► The people whose mouths had been faintly twitching the
words Dentifrice Dentifrice Dentifrice.

► The people who had been sitting a moment before, tapping their
feet to the rhythm of Denham's Dentifrice, Denham's Dandy Dental
Detergent, Denham's Dentifrice Dentifrice Dentifrice, one two, one
two three, one two, one two three.
Irony
► They walked still further and the girl said, "Is it true that long ago
firemen put fires out instead of going to start them?"
(It is ironic how the role of a firefighter has changed in the novel.)

► "She's nothing to me; she shouldn't have had books. It was her
responsibility, she should have
thought of that. I hate her. She's got you going and next thing you know
we'll be out, no house, no job, nothing."
(Millie was worried about how Montag might cause their downfall.
However in reality, it was she who causes their life to be
miserable.)
► Who knows who might be the target of the well-read man? Me? I
won't stomach them for a minute.
(In the sentence, Captain Beatty feels that he might be the target
of "well-read" men. However, in reality, Montag becomes the
target of "well-read" Beatty.)