Journey Through the Mouth of a Cave
Hundreds of miles above the ground, sprawled across the endless blue sky on the south side of an immense forest, towered an imposing mountain. The mountain was a million years in the making and carved out of its side was an opening that looked like a mouth, as if the mountain had stretched its orifice to eat. The mouth had taken generations to carve out as the entrance to an intricately engineered city, fortified with man-made beams, ceilings, and human dwellings. It was their home. It had been home to a wall-climbing people. They climbed down the mountain twice a year for supplies to make it through the harsh winter season and the rainy summer season.
"There is just us; only we can make the descent now, Peeqway," Grandfather said. "We must make the descent for our people."
"You mean for us, Grandfather?"
"No, for our people."
"Yes, Grandfather," the eleven year-old said to his grandfather. He still did not quite understand the need to work for others, but he trusted his grandfather completely. His grandfather had high hopes for Peeqway. He was a bit playful and carefree, but a child of his age should be.
"Peeqway, listen carefully. There are many risks. We must go for the following items and return immediately: the traditional berries of our ancestors, the blue potatoes, and the long burning wood. This is all we need, grandson. Do you understand?"
Without letting his true emotions show on his face, Peeqway agreed with his grandfather.
How does Grandfather feel about Peeqway?
A. He is nervous that Peeqway is not ready to make the journey.
B. He is worried about Peeqway being his helper on the journey.
C. He is proud of Peeqway and feels he will do well in the future.
D. He is glad that Peeqway decided to journey alone for the items.
