Figurative Language in Out of the Dust
Name ______
Date ______Hour______
Directions: identify the type of figurative language from this section of Out of the Dust or find an example of the listed type of figurative language. Spell correctly.
Page # / Figurative Language / Quote from Section 13 / Bare foot, bare bottomed
3 / Long legged
3 / Cheekbones like bicycle handles
5 / Uncle Floyd…old as ancient Indian bones
10 / She’s an old mule
13 / Fingers snapping, feet tapping
29 / A scowl as foul as maggoty stew
32 / Simile
32 / Onomatopoeia
33 / Personification
Page # / Figurative Language / Quotation-Section 2
55 / Ma is ripe as a melon
55 / She was bare as a pear
56 / (2 answers)
· A______
· / Ma, round and ripe and striped like a melon
62 / He bathed my burns in antiseptic
75 / He’s stubborn as sod
80 / Hyperbole—fill in the blanks of the example / A ______things I haven’t looked at in years.
80 / Alliteration—fill in the blanks of the example / And now my ______
And I ______got the ______.
84 / (2 answers) / Water…biding its time
84 / (2 answers) / Sorrow climbs up our front steps, big as Texas
Page # / Figurative Language / Quote from Section 3
102 / Dust piles up like snow
117 / They swore they would never eat again.
126 / …cakes and cookies and pies, cook them custard and cobbler and crisp…
130 / She didn’t think she could squeeze a rattle snake into the back even if he paid full price the place was so packed…
135 / Hurts like the parched earth with each note
143 / Simile
144 / Personification
Page # / Figurative Language / Quote from section 4
157 / Flames licked
163 / simile
163 / (2 answers) / The storm swallowed the light
167 / Held my tongue
168 / Simile
176 / ( 2 answers) / Soothed the parched lips of the land
177 / simile
178 / Thunder booming
178 / Lightening kicking and dancing
180 / Alliteration
183 / My throat felt like a trap had snapped down on it
Page # / Type of figurative language / Quotation from section 5
193 / Piano, my silent mother, I can touch you,
197 / I’m slowly, surely smothering
197 / I feel the earth tremble beneath me and then the sound of sharp knives, metal against metal, as the train pulls up to the station.
200 / (2 answers) / The cars creaked
202 / Simile
202 / Metaphor
222 / We sniff each other’s armpits, and inside each other’s ears, and behind each other’s necks. We are both confident….
225 / Alliteration