At the beginning of the year, we were instructed to choose a metaphor for eighth grade and write a paragraph about it. I chose a sunset as my metaphor. I think the best part of my project is the metaphor itself. However, finding the perfect metaphor was the hardest part; it literally took me hours to come up with, and then another hour to paint the right words on paper. When writing the project, I learned that eighth grade really is "the magnificent finish to seven challenging, difficult, exhausting years that were well worth the work," and that I should cherish them.
Eighth grade is a sunset, because a sunset signifies a glorious end to a long, hard, tiring day of work, just as eighth grade signifies the magnificent finish to seven challenging, difficult, exhausting years that were well worth the work. Each student shines with their own personality in the sunset, whether it be laughing, loud, bright yellow; friendly, trusting orange; or quiet, caring violet. Clusters of younger students gaze intently up at the dazzling sky, observing and studying the eighth graders in the hope that their sunset will be as marvelous as this one. As the sunset wears on, the bright colors crowd closer and closer together until the last beam of light has withdrawn itself from the night sky to rest and wait for the dawn of High School.