Natasha knew her first year on Mars wouldn't be a walk in the park, but she had no idea how much back-breaking work it would actually be. The dust alone was enough to make even the simplest tasks unbearable. Constant wind blowing in her face, pushing her down, blocking her vision-it made carrying
rock from the quarry to her pod nearly impossible.
Today was Natasha's last day on rock duty. Tomorrow she would graduate to the coveted position of site supervisor, managing new recruits who had only recently
arrived on Mars like she had six months ago. Natasha looked ahead at her path and with a smile on her face, pushed forward on her last run as a rock hauler. Halfway
to her goal, Natasha realized how little wind was affecting her today. But out of the corner of her eye, Natasha saw it coming-a Martian dust devil.
Before she had time to process what was about to happen, Natasha was face-to-face with the tornado of dust. Halfway between the quarry and the pod, Natasha
had to make quick decision. Should she run or take cover
Which phrase from the passage best show why today is important to natasha?