Federica sat in the back of the cab, watching her new city go by. Nothing around here felt like home. Home was a house at the very end of a sloping dirt road, with no one else around for miles. Home was the sound of wind through grass and trees and the calls of animals at night. Home was peaceful and Federica liked it that way. Home was not what whizzed past her window now: soaring glass buildings, traffic in the streets, the sound of cars rushing past and so many people talking, talking, always talking. “This place is chaos,” Federica thought. “I’ll never get used to this.” What is the main idea of the passage?

A
Federica sat in the back of the cab, watching her new city go by.

B
Federica doesn’t feel at home in her new city.

C
a girl named Federica

D
Sometimes, people must get used to new ways of life.