Passage One
My family's house was in a small,quiet suburb in a good school district.When I was a child,I would get up before the sun,usually to get a head start on playing with my Barbie dolls for the day.My parents permitted this as long as I stayed quietly in my room and didn't bother anyone.Eventually they would rise at a reasonable human hour and drag themselves into the kitchen for their first cups of coffee.
Playing alone in my room with my toys was only my second favorite morning activity as a little girl.It was surpassed by the outings I would go on with my father.We went on these enough times that it became a delightful ritual,but because of the comforting sameness of each trip,they all blend together in my memories as one event.
He came into my bedroom before the sun was up,shaking me gently and telling me it was time to go.With the energy of a child who went to bed at 8 pm and didn't have a job,I hardly needed more coaxing than that.I was up,in my mismatched printed leggings and long underwear under a long sleeved shirt,ready to go.
My breath curled into mist in the front yard as we walked toward his 1997 Ford Ranger.He tilted the passenger seat forward and I clambered into the back of the cab of the truck.There were two mini seats that faced each other from either sidewall in the back seat.I unfolded one and strapped the lap belt across me.Its engine rumbled with a distinctive,straining whine.You could always hear that car coming from blocks away when he was on his way home.
问题:What can be inferred from the first paragraph?