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CHAPTER THREE- PARAGRAPH 2

The rustling stopped as she came to the grave by the orange sapling tree.

We can ‘hear’ the rustling stop.

And just like Pierre had done earlier, she traced her hand over the name on the wooden cross

We can ‘feel’ how she touches the name on the wooden cross.

But she was drawn to something in the scent that arose through the decay and the rotting wood and wormy soil beneath.

We can ‘smell’ the decay and the rotting wood and wormy soil beneath.

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A low rumble emanated from the jumbie’s chest. It grew louder and louder and ended in a shriek that pierced the air. People in nearby villages heard the scream, but comforted themselves with the thought that it was an owl on the hunt, even though it sounded like no owl they had ever heard before. Muddy tears flowed down the jumbie’s hollow cheeks. As they touched the ground, they turned into centipedes that scattered over the graves. When she stopped crying, she rose to her feet and said, “Hush, hush, now sister. We will see if we can be a family again.” (These sentences are expressed beautiful by the author, making them easy and interesting for us to read and understand. It also seems as if while reading, there is a small movie going on in our brains, as the words give us a visual treat of the whole story, too. The ideas are expressed in such a way, that the shrieks seems real and as if we can hear them. Thus, this paragraph is clearly expressed in the best possible way, with descriptive features, like making us feel the things in the story, through some of our senses, and also using such words and phrases that make the story seems real.)

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Depcriptive part of chapter 3 of Jumbies.

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The rustling stopped as she came to the grave by the orange sapling tree. She smelled the scent of the man who had stopped to talk to her (this is the scenes of smell). Pierre, they had called him. And just like Pierre had done earlier, she traced her hand over the name on the wooden cross (This is scenes of touch). She did not recognize it. Her kind did not use markings like these. But she was drawn to something in the scent that arose through the decay and the rotting wood and wormy soil beneath. She had recognized some of that scent on the child earlier, the one who had come running into the forest, the same one with a wax figure that resembled her sister.

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Rustling - The sound of wind ( sense of hearing )

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Chapte-3 Jumbies