The Bike Ride I remember Dad’s words to me that spring day, just before he removed the training wheels on my bicycle: “When you fall—and you will—get right back on that bike!” I wanted to be free of the small training wheels, to be one of the “big kids,” but I was afraid. How would I keep my balance on a bike that suddenly looked huge to me? Protesting, I climbed on the bike while Dad held onto the back of the seat. Then he gave me a shove that sent me rolling. The handlebars wobbled crazily. I’d forgotten how to use the pedals! Down I went. Then back up on the bike I went, again and again, until at last, away I went—still a little wobbly—to the end of the sidewalk, without a fall. After I braked the bike, I heard the cheering. I turned around and saw half the neighborhood gathered, watching and clapping. What could I do but take a bow? 1. Which of these best describes the above selection?

The Bike Ride I remember Dad’s words to me that spring day, just before he removed the training wheels on my bicycle: “When you fall—and you will—get right back on that bike!” I wanted to be free of the small training wheels, to be one of the “big kids,” but I was afraid. How would I keep my balance on a bike that suddenly looked huge to me? Protesting, I climbed on the bike while Dad held onto the back of the seat. Then he gave me a shove that sent me rolling. The handlebars wobbled crazily. I’d forgotten how to use the pedals! Down I went. Then back up on the bike I went, again and again, until at last, away I went—still a little wobbly—to the end of the sidewalk, without a fall. After I braked the bike, I heard the cheering. I turned around and saw half the neighborhood gathered, watching and clapping. What could I do but take a bow? 2. Which of these does the author include in this selection?

The Bike Ride I remember Dad’s words to me that spring day, just before he removed the training wheels on my bicycle: “When you fall—and you will—get right back on that bike!” I wanted to be free of the small training wheels, to be one of the “big kids,” but I was afraid. How would I keep my balance on a bike that suddenly looked huge to me? Protesting, I climbed on the bike while Dad held onto the back of the seat. Then he gave me a shove that sent me rolling. The handlebars wobbled crazily. I’d forgotten how to use the pedals! Down I went. Then back up on the bike I went, again and again, until at last, away I went—still a little wobbly—to the end of the sidewalk, without a fall. After I braked the bike, I heard the cheering. I turned around and saw half the neighborhood gathered, watching and clapping. What could I do but take a bow? 3. Which of these best explains why the author tells about her feelings of fear in the above selection?