Even then my only friends were made of paper and ink. At school I had learned to read and write long before the other children. Where my school friends saw notches of ink on incomprehensible pages. I saw light, streets, and people. Words and the mystery of their hidden
science fascinated me, and I saw in them a key with which I could unlock a boundless world, a safe haven from that home, those streets,
and those troubled days in which even I could sense that only a limited fortune awaited me. My father didn't like to see books in the house.
There was something about them--apart from the letters he could not decipher--that offended him. He used to tell me that as soon as I
was ten he would send me off to work and that I'd better get rid of all my scatterbrained ideas if I didn't want to end up a loser, a nobody. I
used to hide my books under the mattress and wait for him to go out or fall asleep so that I could read. Once he caught me reading at night
and flew into a rage. He tore the book from my hands and flung it out of the window.
Next, answer the question:
2. The main purpose of the underlined section of the text ("Even... awaited me") is to
Introduce the characters who play a part in the narrator's story.
list the difficult conditions the narrator endured in childhood.
O describe the passion that drives the past actions of the narrator.
O depicts the narrator's aspirations before he met Sempere.