Ever since I was very small, I have had the sense that I ought to be somewhere else. I
My home was in a pleasant place outside of Philadelphia. But I really lived, somewhere else. I lived within the covers of books. In books I traveled, not only to other worlds, but into my own. I learned who I was and who I wanted to be, what I might achieve, and what I might dare to dream about my world and myself.
I travel today in the way I once dreamed of traveling as a child- on airplanes and in train. And the irony is that I don’t care for it very much. I am the sort of person who prefers to stay at home, surrounded by family, friends, books. The only thing I do like about traveling is the time on airplanes spent reading.
It turns out that when my younger self thought of taking wing, she wanted only to let her spirit soar. Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the real destinations, and the journey too. They are home.
1.What did the writer do as a curious child?()
A.She visited Victorian England and Tsarist Russia.
B.She flew to Los Angeles, Chicago and London with her parents.
C.She read all kinds of books.
D.She spent lots of time traveling on trains.
2.How does the author feel about travel today?()
A.She doesn’t like it very much.
B.She takes great pleasure in it.
C.She feels tired of it.
D.She feels as excited as when she was young.
3.What did the author learn from books as a child?()
A.About many foreign places.
B.About many historical figures.
C.About the outside world as well as her own self.
D.About the ironies of life.
4.We can infer from the passage that when traveling by air, the author
spends most of her time on the way ().
A.reading books
B.resting herself
C.imagining things
D.letting her spirit soar
5.In this passage the author mainly talks about ().
A.the wonders of travel
B.her growth from an innocent child to a learned woman
C.the benefits of reading
D.the difference between childhood dreams and life’s realities