In Mississippi Solo, the writer considered the river to be...

"The river sloshed over the side."

The trees swooshed loudly..."

"Water streamed straight down and the wind shifted as the storm..."

How do you know this text is a memoir?

The tips of the trees bent way over...like fishing rods hooked on a big one."

"rain came and poured down bucketfuls."

"slanted in a sharp edge"

"No sooner had I ducked into the trees than the sky split open with a loud crash and a _______ crakcle of lightning." (to break up)

As the snow fell, the forest wrapped itself in a white blanket and went to sleep.

"It had been something so very definite that I could feel it and yet so _____ that I could not put my finger on it." (light and airy)

"I could see the rainstorm forming off in the distance but swirling rapidly toward me like a dark gray _______. (mass of snow, ice, dirt falling quickly down the side of a mountain)

"... the far curtain of the insulated air,..."