1. Onomatopoeia, Hyperbole, & Repetition

2. Onomatopoeia 
Onomatopoeia is the imitation of natural sounds in word form. These words help us form mental pictures about the things, people, or places that are described.

3. Examples
buzz
hiss
roar
woof
bang
pop
sizzle

4. More Examples
ReadWriteThink Online Onomatopoeia

5. Go to the next slide and listen to Todd Rundgren sing “Onomatopoeia”

6. Onomatopoeia every time I see ya My senses tell me hubba And I just can’t disagree I get a feeling in my heart that I can’t describe It’s sort of lub, dub, lub, dub A sound in my head that I can’t describe It’s sort of zoom, zip, hiccup, drip Ding, dong, crunch, crack, bark, meow, whinnie, quack Onomatopoeia in proximity ya Rearrange my brain in a strange cacophony I get a feeling somewhere that I can’t describe It’s sort of uh, uh, uh, uh A sound in my head that I can’t describe It’s sort of whack, whir, wheeze, whine Sputter, splat, squirt, scrape Clink, clank, clunk, clatter Crash, bang, beep, buzz Ring, rip, roar, retch Twang, toot, tinkle, thud Pop, plop, plunk, pow Snort, snuk, sniff, smack Screech, splash, squish, squeak Jingle, rattle, squeal, bong Honk, hoot, hack, belch

7. See how Danielle Caryl used onomatopoeia in her poem “Noises” on the next slide.

8. Noises By Danielle Caryl
The click of the clock, the creak of the stair, The squeak of a mouse and the swoosh of the air. The groan of the house as it settles below, And outside the window, the patter of snow. The scruff of the dog’s paws below where I rest, The rattle of the window that seems to face West. The jingle of bells from a wind chime next door The unearthly sounds of a truly loud snore. The crunching of snow under an animal’s feet, The honk of a horn from right down the street. So many noises I just want to weep, Is it too much to ask for some sleep?

9. Hyperbole 
Hyperbole is a figure of speech in which exaggeration is used for emphasis or effect. It may be confused with a simile because it often compares two items. The difference is that with a hyperbole the comparison is an exaggeration.

10. Examples I could sleep for a year. This box weighs a ton.
His eyes were as round as saucers.
I nearly died laughing.
I'm so hungry; I could eat a horse.
I've told you a million times not to exaggerate. 

13. Repetition
Repetition is when one or more words are repeated to show urgency or importance.

14. Example
Dig it oh oh oh, dig it Dig it oh oh oh (oh) Dig it oh oh oh, dig it Dig it oh oh oh (oh) Dig it oh oh oh, dig it Dig it oh oh oh (oh) Dig it oh oh oh, dig it Dig it oh oh oh (yeah)

15. Class Poem
Write one line that tells what the narrator in “The Raven” might be thinking as he is opening the window. This will be turned into a class poem.

16. Practice

17. Identify the similes, metaphors, personification, hyperbole, repetition and onomatopoeia in the following poem:
The old man’s been stealin’ She’s holding her grievance for a hundred-odd years We all keep believin’ That history repeats itself year after year
All I fear's that the future is worse We have to give in to the hundred-year curse Sweat in the sun like we’re digging a grave Dig deep enough and our fortune we'll save (chorus) If only, if only The woodpecker sighs The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies As the wolf waits below hungry and lonely He cries to the mo-oo-n If only, if only Chasing the sky A beautiful wife You'll make mistakes And it’s my back that breaks And forever my past steals my life To submission I’m beat But there’s hope beneath these feet
Blisters and blood And the sun makes you blind Don’t let it eat Till it can’t help but be kind Cause you know what’s important With your back to the wall You can break metal chains And you’re friends don’t let you fall
(chorus) I’m a soul But I find myself lent That is no use When I’m finding my history, finding my history I am no plane, I’m more like a feather That is no use When I’m finding my history, finding my history I am no plane, I’m more like a feather But I can’t fly away without finding myself (chorus) (repeat chorus)

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The old man’s been stealin’ She’s holding her grievance for a hundred-odd years We all keep believin’ That history repeats itself year after year
All I fear's that the future is worse We have to give in to the hundred-year curse Sweat in the sun like we’re digging a grave Dig deep enough and our fortune we'll save (chorus) If only, if only The woodpecker sighs The bark on the trees was as soft as the skies As the wolf waits below hungry and lonely He cries to the mo-oo-n If only, if only Chasing the sky A beautiful wife You'll make mistakes And it’s my back that breaks And forever my past steals my life To submission I’m beat But there’s hope beneath these feet
Blisters and blood And the sun makes you blind Don’t let it eat Till it can’t help but be kind Cause you know what’s important With your back to the wall You can break metal chains And you’re friends don’t let you fall
(chorus) I’m a soul But I find myself lent That is no use When I’m finding my history, finding my history I am no plane, I’m more like a feather That is no use When I’m finding my history, finding my history I am no plane, I’m more like a feather But I can’t fly away without finding myself (chorus) (repeat chorus)