4．It's still there，the Vietnamese school where my brother and I used to go．Even with a new coat of paint and the high wire fence，the school I knew ten years ago remains the same．
Every day at 5 p．m．，instead of flying kites with our friends，my brother and I had to go to Vietnamese school．No amount of kicking，screaming，or arguing could stop my mother，who was determined to have us learn the language of our culture．She held us by the collar and walked with us the seven long，hilly blocks from our home to school，leaving our tearful faces before the front of the school．
We all sat in little chairs in a big empty room，which had a slight smell of old clothes that had been stored for a long time．I hated that smell．There was a stage far to the right，with an American flag on one side and the flag of the Republic of Vietnam on the other side．
Although the school mainly taught language----speaking，reading，dictation----the lessons always began with an exercise in politeness．With the entrance of the teacher，the best student would tap a bell and everyone would get up，and say in Vietnamese，"How are you，teacher？"
The language always made me embarrassed．More often than not，I had tried to separate myself from the loud voice that followed me whenever I went to the American supermarket outside our area．The voice belonged to my grandmother，a small old woman who could shout louder than anyone on the street．Her Vietnamese was quick，it was loud，and it was not beautiful．
In our area，the comings and goings of hundreds of Vietnamese on their daily tasks sounded crazy．I did not want to be thought of as being mad，as talking stupid．When I spoke English，people nodded at me，smiled and encouraged me．Even Vietnamese people would laugh and say that I'd do well in life．
My brother was even stricter than I about speaking English．He was especially cruel towards my mother，scolding her for her poor English．Bits of Vietnamese were often mixed in her conversation．
After two years of struggle，I finally divorced my culture．I was permitted to stop Vietnamese school．I thought of myself as American．At last，I thought I was one of you； I wasn't one of them．
Sadly，I am only an American．
51．What can be learned from the passage？D
A．The author's brother liked learning Vietnamese．
B．The author's mother taught him English at home．
C．The author's mother put her sons in a language school in Vietnam．
D．The author didn't like learning Vietnamese when he was young．
52．The author often felt embarrassed becauseB．
A．his Vietnamese was not beautiful enough
B．his grandma spoke Vietnamese loudly in public
C．he could not fly kites like other kids at school
D．his mother always treated him rudely in the market
53．It can be inferred from the last paragraph that the author feelsA．
A．regretful B．peaceful C．satisfied D．frightened
54．What's the theme of the passage？C
A．It is important to adapt to a new environment．
B．It is important to remember your childhood．
C．It is important to appreciate your own culture．
D．It is important to learn a foreign language．
分析 文章主要讲述了作者小时候拒绝学习越南语而后感到后悔的故事，旨在告诉读者要欣赏自己民族的文化
解答 51．D 细节题．由第五段第一句"The language always made me embarrassed．"可知越南语让作者感到窘迫，结合作者不愿意去学习越南语可知作者不喜欢越南语，故正确答案为D．
52．B 细节题．由第五段第一句"The language always made me embarrassed．"和倒数第二句"The voice belonged to my grandmother，a small old woman who could shout louder than anyone on the street．"可知作者经常感到很尴尬，这是因为作者的祖母总在公共场合大声说越南语，故正确答案为B．
53．A 推断题．由最后一段"Sadly，I am only an American．"可知作者为自己只能是一个美国人（他只会说英语，不了解越南语）感到伤心，由此推知作者为当初不学习越南语感到后悔，所以D项正确．A项"害怕的"，B项"和平的，平静的"，C项"满意的"，均不符合作者的感受，故正确答案为A．
54．C 主旨题．文章主要讲述了作者小时候拒绝学习越南语而后感到后悔的故事，旨在告诉读者要欣赏自己民族的文化，故正确答案为C．
点评 本文考查细节题为主，细节题可以在文章中直接找到与答案有关的信息？或是其变体．搜查信息在阅读中非常重要它包括理解作者在叙述某事时使用的具体事实、数据、图表等细节信息．在一篇短文里大部分篇幅都属于这类围绕主体展开的细节．做这类题一般采用寻读法？即先读题，然后带着问题快速阅读短文，找出与问题有关的词语或句子，再对相关部分进行分析对比，找出答案
