阅读理解。 That cold January night,I was gro

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阅读理解。

     That cold January night, 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 theatre. 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 from any possible robbers (抢劫犯). Very few people were still out. except a

few sad-looking homeless people unier blankets.

     About a block from my apartment (公寓房间), 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 any more, and I ran out of the door and back to where I'd heard the rioise.

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 gotten my

wallet back. I also had gotten 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.

1. How did the writer feel when she was walking home after work? [ ]

A. Cold and sick.

B. Fortunate and helpful.

C. Satisfied and cheerful.

D. Disappointed and helpless.

2. From the first paragraph,we learn that the writer was busy _____. [ ]

A. solving her problem at the bank

B. taking part in various city activities

C. learning acting in an evening school

D. preparing for the first night show

3. 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 an armed man

D. found some homeless people following her

4. 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.

5. 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