Her smilewas likesunshine.The bomberplanes werewhistling likean immense,invisible fan.The fumesand the firedanced andsparked intolife.The car waslike a blackbeetle,armored andshiny.Her face wasa tomb asshe watchedand watchedand watched.Mildred's eyeswere wideopen and pale,like two pale,empty moons."It will takeages to sortthrough allof these!"I've told you ahundredtimes, theparlor wallsare my family.The rain wasa softblanketon hisshoulders.She wasbeginning toshriek now, likea wax dollmelting in itsown heat.He kickedthe bottle,like kicking aburied mine.She steppedon the gaslike somewild, mindlessbeast.The doorgasped,and startedto shut.The pagesweredelicate, likethe petals ofa flower.The parlorwas as grayas thewaters of anocean.Eachpage wasa blackbutterfly.The firecackled asit consumedthe house.Her facewas anempty, blankspace.The trainhissedlike asnakeIt took foreverto open thedoor, and evenlonger to stashthe book underhis pillow.The doorbellshrieked,"Mrs. Montag!Someone ishere."The firecoughedthenignited.The parlorwas adeadbeast.The path ofkerosene laylike a trackof some evilsnake.Her smilewas likesunshine.The bomberplanes werewhistling likean immense,invisible fan.The fumesand the firedanced andsparked intolife.The car waslike a blackbeetle,armored andshiny.Her face wasa tomb asshe watchedand watchedand watched.Mildred's eyeswere wideopen and pale,like two pale,empty moons."It will takeages to sortthrough allof these!"I've told you ahundredtimes, theparlor wallsare my family.The rain wasa softblanketon hisshoulders.She wasbeginning toshriek now, likea wax dollmelting in itsown heat.He kickedthe bottle,like kicking aburied mine.She steppedon the gaslike somewild, mindlessbeast.The doorgasped,and startedto shut.The pagesweredelicate, likethe petals ofa flower.The parlorwas as grayas thewaters of anocean.Eachpage wasa blackbutterfly.The firecackled asit consumedthe house.Her facewas anempty, blankspace.The trainhissedlike asnakeIt took foreverto open thedoor, and evenlonger to stashthe book underhis pillow.The doorbellshrieked,"Mrs. Montag!Someone ishere."The firecoughedthenignited.The parlorwas adeadbeast.The path ofkerosene laylike a trackof some evilsnake.

Fahrenheit 451 Figurative Language Bingo - Call List

(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.


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  1. Her smile was like sunshine.
  2. The bomber planes were whistling like an immense, invisible fan.
  3. The fumes and the fire danced and sparked into life.
  4. The car was like a black beetle, armored and shiny.
  5. Her face was a tomb as she watched and watched and watched.
  6. Mildred's eyes were wide open and pale, like two pale, empty moons.
  7. "It will take ages to sort through all of these!"
  8. I've told you a hundred times, the parlor walls are my family.
  9. The rain was a soft blanket on his shoulders.
  10. She was beginning to shriek now, like a wax doll melting in its own heat.
  11. He kicked the bottle, like kicking a buried mine.
  12. She stepped on the gas like some wild, mindless beast.
  13. The door gasped, and started to shut.
  14. The pages were delicate, like the petals of a flower.
  15. The parlor was as gray as the waters of an ocean.
  16. Each page was a black butterfly.
  17. The fire cackled as it consumed the house.
  18. Her face was an empty, blank space.
  19. The train hissed like a snake
  20. It took forever to open the door, and even longer to stash the book under his pillow.
  21. The doorbell shrieked, "Mrs. Montag! Someone is here."
  22. The fire coughed then ignited.
  23. The parlor was a dead beast.
  24. The path of kerosene lay like a track of some evil snake.