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We once had a poster competition in our fifth grade art class.
“You could win prizes,’’our teacher told US as she wrote the poster information on the blackboard. She passed out sheets of construction paper while continuing,“The first prize is ten dollars. You just have to make sure that the words on the blackboard appear somewhere on your poster. ”
We studied the board critically. Some of US looked with one eye and held up certain colors against the blackboard,rocking the sheets to the fight or left while we conjured up our designs. Others twisted their hair around their fingers or chewed their erasers while deep in thought. We had plans for that ten—dollar grand prize,each and every one of US. I'm going to spend mine on candies,one hopeful would announce,while another practiced looking serious,wise and rich.
Everyone in the class made a poster. Some of us used parts of those fancy paper napkins, while others used nothing but colored construction paper. Some of US used big designs,and some of us preferred to gather our art tidily down in one comer of our poster and let the space draw the viewer's attention to it. Some of US would wander past the good students’ desks and then return to our own projects with a growing sense of hopelessness. It was yet another grown-up trick of the soil they seemed especially fond of。making all of US believe we had a fair chance,and then always—always—rewarding the same old winners.
I believe I drew a sailboat,but I can’t say that with any certainty. I made it. I admired it. I determined it to be the very best of all of the posters I had seen,and then I turned it in.
Minutes passed.
No one came along to give me the grand prize,and then someone distracted me,and I probably never would have thought about that poster again.
I was still sitting at my desk,thinking,What poster? When the teacher gave me an envelope with a ten-dollar bill in it and everyone in the class applauded for me.
51.. What was the teacher's requirement for the poster?
A. It must appear in time.
B. It must be done in class.
C. It must be done on a construction sheet.
D. It must include the words on the blackboard.
52. The underlined phrase in paragraph 3 most probably means _____________.
A. formed an idea for B. made an outline for
C. made some space for D. chose some colors for
53. After the teacher’s words,all the students in the class _________.
A. 1ooked very serious B. thought they would be rich
C. began to think about their designs D. began to play games
54. After seeing the good students’ designs,some students _________.
A. 1oved their own designs more
B. thought they had a fair chance
C. put their own designs in a comer
D. thought they would not win the prize
55. We can infer from the passage that the author ______________.
A. enjoyed grown-up tricks very much
B. 1oved poster competitions very much
C. felt surprised to win the competition
D. became wise and rich after the competition
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As I had my first child, I promised myself never to be a pushy parent. I was going to be a very 36 and understanding mother.
Five years later my little boy was about to 37 for his yellow belt in karate(空手道). As a five-year-old child, he wasn’t taking it 38 , because it was Mom trying to help him. I found myself yelling and telling him he would never get the belt acting like that. I was trying to 39 him his back-flip(背摔). He continued to play and I continued to 40 . Finally I had made him feel like he couldn’t 41 anything, just as I promised myself I wouldn’t do.
Still mad and stubborn I couldn’t 42 . I had to teach him his flip. He was doing fine with it by the time we had to leave to go to karate. While taking the test, he did 43 . His instructor would ask him to do something, and it became 44 for him. He never asked him to do the back-flip. He had passed his yellow belt test.
We got in the car to 45 when he looked at me and said ”Mom, why did you make me do that back-flip so many times, 46 it wasn’t even on the test.” The words wouldn’t have 47 anything to anyone else, but it was a slap in my face. That night while 48 in bed, I told him I loved him.
He was 49 and didn’t say anything, just giggled. I said “I really do love you baby.” I was still feeling 50 , and also wondering if he had 51 me. Finally he replied in the 52 voice, “I know you do, but I love you more.”
He had forgiven me and I had decided that his feeling were more 53 than any test he would 54 take. I made a new 55 to be better mother and to accept that he was only a child.
A.patient B.good C.polite D.affectionate
A.look B.test C.play D.practise
A.easy B.happily C.seriously D.fairly
A.help B.tell C.make D.teach
A.yell B.speak C.smile D.teach
A.acplish B.feel C.try D.pass
A.give up B.give out C.give away D.give in
A.bad B.worse C.great D.better
A.quick B.natural C.mon D.normal
A.go shoppingB.go home C.rest ourselves D.enjoy ourselves
A.while B.once C.when D.if
A.expected B.meant C.demanded D.reached
A.reading B.studying C.lying D.talking
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