At one time in the far past it had been scooped by something, probably a glacier, and this scooping had left a kind of sideways bowl, back in under a ledge. (p.57)
Hyperbole
Personification
Simile
Metaphor
2. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
Hot little jets of hate worked into his thoughts... (p.61)
Metaphor
Personification
Onomatopoeia
Hyperbole
3. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
There were tall pines, the kind with no limbs until very close to the top, with a gentle breeze sighing in them... (p.62)
Simile
Personification
Metaphor
Repetition
4. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
...sleep was slow coming and did not finally settle in until the evening cool turned to night cool and the mosquitoes slowed. (p.66)
Onomatopoeia
Personification
Simile
Metaphor
5. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
Here the trees were not all the way down but twisted and snapped off halfway up from the ground, so their tops were all down and rotted and gone, leaving the snags poking into the sky like broken teeth. (p.73)
Repetition
Hyperbole
Simile
Metaphor
6. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
...the rain roared down in sheets. (p.77)
Metaphor
Simile
Onomatopoeia
Oxymoron
7. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
When he held the jacket up and looked beneath it he saw a stream of red liquid. He put a finger in it and found it to be sweet and tangy, like pop without the fizz... (p.77)
Repetition
Personification
Simile
Oxymoron
8. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
...his leg was instantly torn with pain, as if a hundred needles had been driven into it. (p.80)
Hyperbole
Onomatopoeia
Repetition
Personification
9. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
He wiped his mouth and tried to move his leg, which had stiffened like wood. (p.84)
Onomatopoeia
Personification
Metaphor
Simile
10. Multiple Choice
30 seconds
1 pt
It was his first good luck. No, he thought. He had good luck in the landing. But this was good luck as well, luck he needed. (p.58)