TEXT B Feld, the shoemaker, was
annoyed that his helper, Sobel, was so insensitive to his reverie that he
wouldn’t for a minute cease his fanatic pounding at the other bench. He gave him
a look, but Sobel’s bald head was bent over the last as he worked, and he didn’t
notice. The shoemaker shrugged and continued to peer through the partly frosted
window at the near-sighted haze of falling February snow. Neither the shifting
white blur outside, nor the sudden deep remembrance of the snowy Polish village
where he had wasted his youth could turn his thoughts from Max, the college boy
(a constant visitor in the mind since early that morning when Fold saw him
trudging through the snowdrifts on his way to school), whom be so much respected
because of the sacrifices he had made throughout the years--in winter or direst
heat--to further his education. An old wish returned to haunt
the shoemaker: that he had had a son instead of a daughter, but this blew away
in the snow for Fold, if anything, was a practical mar" Yet he could not help
but contrast the diligence of the boy, who was a peddler’s son, with Miriam’s
unconcern for an education, True, she was always with a book in her hand, yet
when the opportunity arose for a college education, she had said no, she would
rather find a job. He had begged her to go, pointing out how many fathers could
not afford to send their children to college, but she said she wanted to be
independent. As for education, what was it, she asked, but books, which Sobel,
who diligently read the classics, would as usual advise her on. Her answer
greatly grieved her father. A figure emerged from the snow, and
the door opened. At the counter the man withdrew from a Wet paper bag a pair of
battered shoes for repair. Who he was the shoemaker for a moment had no idea,
then his heart trembled as he realized, before he had thoroughly discerned the
face, that Max himself was standing there, embarrassedly explaining what he
wanted done to his old shoes. Though Feld listened eagerly, he couldn’t hear a
word, for the opportunity that had burst upon him was deafening.
He couldn’t exactly recall when the thought had occurred to him, because
it was clear he had more than once considered suggesting to the boy that he go
out with Miriam. But he had not dared speak, for if Max said no, how would he
face him again Or suppose Miriam, who harped so often on independence, blew up
in anger and shouted at him for his meddling Still, the chance was too good to
let by: all it meant was an introduction. They might long ago have become
friends had they happened to meet somewhere, therefore was it-not his duty--an
obligation--to bring them together, nothing more, a harmless connivance to
replace an accidental encounter in the subway, let’s say, or a mutual friend’s
introduction in the street Just let him once see and talk to her, and he would
for sure be interested. As for Miriam, what possible harm for a working girl in
an office, who met only loudmouthed salesmen and illiterate shipping clerks, to
make the acquaintance of a fine scholarly boy Maybe he w9uld awaken in her a
desire to go to college; if not--the shoemaker’s mind at last came to grips with
the truth let her marry an educated man and live a better life. Which is the main idea of the passage
A.Feld is anxious about repairing Max’s worn shoes. B.Feld is an impossible dreamer with fanciful thoughts. C.Feld wants his daughter to improve her chances in life; D.Feld appreciates the qualities of diligence and persistence.