That cold January night, it seemed I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco. There I was, walking home at one in the morning after a tiring practice at the theater. With opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines. I was having trouble dealing with my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about giving up both acting and San Francisco. City life had become too much for me.
As I walked down empty streets under tall buildings, I felt very small and cold. I began running, both to keep warm and to keep away any possible robbers(抢劫犯). Very few people were still out except a few sad-looking homeless people under blankets.
About a block from my apartment, I heard a sound behind me. I turned quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me nervous, so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I realize what the noise had been. It had been my wallet falling to the sidewalk.
Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk anxiously for fifteen minutes, my wallet was nowhere to be found.
Just as I was about to give up the search, I heard the garbage truck(垃圾车) pull up to the sidewalk next to me. When a voice called from the inside, “Alisa Camacho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened, and out jumped a small red-haired man with an amused look in his eyes. “Is this what you’re looking for?” he asked, holding up a small square shape.
It was nearly 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I wouldn’t get much sleep that night, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some enjoyment of city life. I realized that the city couldn’t be a bad place as long as people were willing to help each other.
How did the writer feel when she was walking home after work?
A.Cold and sick |
B.Lucky and hopeful |
C.Satisfied and cheerful |
D.Disappointed and helpless |
From the first paragraph (段落), we learn that the writer was busy_____.
A.solving her problem at the bank |
B.taking part in various city jobs |
C.learning acting in an evening school |
D.preparing for the first night show |
On her way home the writer_____
A.lost her wallet unknowingly |
B.was stopped by a garbage truck driver |
C.was robbed of her wallet by a man with a knife |
D.found some homeless people following her |
In the fifth paragraph, why did the writer say she was dreaming?
A.Someone offered to take her back home |
B.A red-haired man came to see her. |
C.She heard someone call her name |
D.Her wallet was found in a garbage truck |
From the text, we can infer that the writer_____
A.would stop working at night |
B.would stay on in San Francisco |
C.would make friends with cleaners. |
D.would give up her job at the bank |