It was a cold winter. The day my husband fell to his death, it started to snow, just  31 any November day. His   32 , when I found it, was lightly covered with snow. It snowed almost every day for the next four months, while I sat on the couch and watched it   33 . One morning, I walked slowly   34  and was surprised to see a snow remover clearing my driveway and the bent back of a woman clearing my walk. I dropped to my knees and crawled back upstairs,  35 those good people would not see me. I was   36 . My first thought was, how would I ever  37 them? I didn’t have the  38 to brush my hair,   39 clear someone’s walk.
Before Jon’s death, I felt proud that I   40 asked for favors. I identified myself by my competence and  41 . So who was I if I was no longer capable? How could I   42 myself if I just sat on the couch every day and watched the snow fall?
Learning to receive the love and   43 from others wasn’t easy. Friends cooked for me and I cried. Finally, my friend Kathy said, “Mary, cooking for you isn’t a   44 for me; it makes me feel good to be able to do something for you.”
Over and over, I heard   45 words from the people who supported me during those  46 days. One wise man told me, “You aren’t doing nothing because being fully open to your  47 may be the hardest work you will ever do.”
I am not the person I   48 was, but in many ways I have changed for the   49 . I’ve been surprised to learn that there is incredible freedom coming form  50 one’s worst fear and walking away whole. I believe there is strength, for sure, in accepting a dark period of our life.

Just recently I had been wondering if there was much point in doing little acts of kindness. So often they get   36 , and occasionally they come back to bite you!
Then, just last week, after a long travel, I found myself   37   at a bus station. The bus was four hours late! So, I guess I wasn’t in a good   38 .
That’s when a woman asked me if I had any spare   39   to help her get a bus ticket.
“Oh, sure,” I said sarcastically (挖苦地). “How much would you like?”
As I spoke, I mentally kicked myself for my  40   and reached into my bag for some money. As I handed her five dollars, I heard low sounds from her stomach because of real    41 .
I reached back into my bag and brought out a   42   I had bought earlier. I handed it to her with a(n)   43   that I hoped would make up for my earlier tone of voice. Getting a   44   look at her now, I realized she was extremely tired, like she had had several months of   45   days!
As she took the food, a look of   46   washed over her. In return, she tried to give me a Milwaukee bus ticket! I don’t live in Milwaukee and the ticket will probably   47   be used, but I took it.
A few minutes later she came back over, apologized, and told me she was still  48   of five dollars. I took some singles out of my bag and slipped a twenty in there as well.   49 , the voice in my head told me I was being a fool.
Five minutes later she came back again and tried to   50   my twenty. When I said it was for her so she could get something else to   51 , and that I was completely serious and I wasn’t taking it   52  , she started crying and hugged me.
From now on, when I wonder if it is   53   trying to help someone, I will remember that woman. Maybe I am really making a   54   for someone. So, sure, sometimes my efforts might not be noticed, and sometimes they might come back to bite me, but they might actually   55   another human being!

Even after many years, she still has not forgotten the last day her whole class got together to say goodbye to their dearest schooldays. Those   36  memories always become vivid every time nostalgia (怀旧) drives her feet towards the old   37 , only to find a big old tree with all of their names carved deep into the   38  and the new school houses.
Time has changed each fate beyond any 39  .The jolly "dwarf"(快乐的矮子) of the class has now turned into a    40   businessman. The shy, skinny "bookworm" is now a talented Ph. D. That naughty girl has   41  the well-known athlete and the class beauty a movie star. But she, a   42   addict, was driven by an inner force to put her pen aside and becomes a  43  instead.
Now, she is a teacher, yet she has to   44  learning numerous difficult lessons of life. The more she   45 , the better she understands the value of her teacher's  46  lesson. She has given her students the whole-hearted   47  and tenderness that she once received from her teacher who passed  48  years ago.
Now and then, she catches   49  of a warm look in the eyes of her students, which encourages her to   50  . She hopes to find herself again in her students: always listening carefully and appreciating each   51  . To her, that will be the noblest award she could  52  receive in her teaching years.
She tells herself to try her best to understand and take life at its deepest.   53  she hasn't enough teaching experience she will give her students the   54  that are not written in the lesson plans, as her teacher used to do. Her teacher's   55    "The giving of love is an education in itself" will be always in her mind.

When I was 16 years old, I made my first visit to Disneyland in America. It wasn’t the first time I had been    36 . Like most English children I learned French   37 school and I had often been to France, so I     38 speaking a foreign language to people who didn’t understand 39 . But   40　I went to America, I was really looking forward to__41_ a nice easy holiday without any  42　problems.
__43__wrong I was! The misunderstanding began   44  the airport. I was looking for a 45__telephone to give my friend Danny a 46 and tell her I had arrived. A   47 old man saw me looking lost and asked   48 __ he could help me.
“Yes.” I said，“I was to give my friend a ring. ”“Well, that’s nice,” he said. “Are you getting   49  ? But aren’t you a bit young?”“  50  is talking about marriage?” I replied. “I just want to give my friend a ring to tell her I’ve arrived. Can you tell me   51  there’s a phone box?”“Oh!” he said, “there’s phone downstairs.”
When at last we did meet up, Danny explained the misunderstanding to me. “Don’t worry,”she said to me, “I had so many   52 at first. There are lots of words which the Americans   53  differently in meaning from us British. You’ll soon get used to   54 funny things they say. Most of the   55 , British and American people understand each other!”

A man found a cocoon of a moth. He took it home so that he could    31   the moth come out of the cocoon. On that day a small    32   appeared, he sat and watched the moth for several hours as the moth struggled to    33   the body through that little hole.
Soon it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had    34  as far as it could and it could go no farther. It just seemed to be stuck. So the man, out of his kindness, decided to help the moth. He took a pair of scissors and cut off the    35   bit of the cocoon. The    36   then came out easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriven（无用的） wings. The man continued to watch the moth because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and    37   to be able to support the    38  , which would get smaller in time. Neither happened! In fact, the little moth spent the rest of its life    39   around with a small, swollen body and shriveled wings. It was    40   able to fly.
What the man in his kindness    41    was that the small cocoon and the    42   of the moth to get through the    43   opening was a way to push fluid(液体)   44   the body of moth  45   its wings so that it would be ready to fly    46   it got out of the cocoon. Freedom and  47   would come only after the struggle. By taking the moth of a struggle away, he also took away the moth’s health.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we were to    48   our lives without any difficulties, we would be disabled. We would not be as    49   as what we could have been. Give every opportunity a chance, leave no room for    50  .                

Today, many people are starving to death. Recently, a man who wanted to understand the conditions of such people conducted an experiment. He only ate one meal a day for a month but continued to work as he normally did.
During the first five days he was hungry at his  1  mealtime, but after he had drunk a glass of water, his hunger went away. In the morning, when he ate his one meal, he ate quickly and had a   2   amount. During the next few days,   3 he was not hungry during the day, he quickly   4  every food stall (a table on which food is put to be sold), and the smell of food caught his    5   . During the third and the fourth weeks, he had hunger pains and    6    physical strength. He    7     his one meal and ate it slowly, enjoying every bite.    8    it, he knew he would have hardly enough energy to work.
　   This   9   changed his attitude about some things. Having a cup of tea was not just a pastime. It also  10   him strength. He more frequently noticed overweight people and people who threw   11  leftover food. He realized the importance of   12   for the very hungry person. He could no longer easily    13    by a hungry beggar on the street. But most   14   , he could now sympathize(同情) in a   15    way with the hungry people of the world.
1．A．after　　     B．formal　　　　   C．regular　　　   D．frequent
2．A．large　　     B．small　　　　    C．ordinary　　    D．common
3．A．if　　　      B．when　　　　　  C．as if　　　　   D．although
4．A．recognized　B．noticed　　      C. glanced　　　    D．digested
5．A．eyes　　      B．imagination　     C．attention　 　 D．interest
6．A．needed　      B．lacked           C．required　　    D．wanted
7．A．looked forward to　　 　　B．devoted himself to
　 C．looked down upon　　 　  D．took pride in
8．A．With　　      B．Without　　　   C．Rather than 　 D．Except for
9．A．action　      B．movement　　　C．experiment　    D．performance
10．A．gained　      B．gave　　　　　 C．took　　　　   D．left
11．A．in　　　      B．up　　　　　　 C．away　　　　  D．about
12．A．food　　      B．meals　　　　   C．money　　　  D．work
13．A．come　　      B．pass　　　　　C．stand　　　 　D．stop
14．A．fortunately　 B．seriously　　   C．necessary　　  D．important
15．A．great　　     B．big　　　　　   C．small　　　 　D．similar

It was her giggling (咯咯笑) that drew my attention. Note taking really wasn’t all that funny.
Walking over to the offender (肇事者), I asked for the   36 . Frozen, she refused to give it to me. I waited, all attention in the classroom on the quiet   37  between a teacher and a student. When she finally   38  it over she whispered, “Okay, but I didn’t draw it.” It was a hand-drawn   39  of me, teeth blackened and the words “I’m stupid” coming out of my mouth.
I managed to fold it up calmly. My mind,   40  , was working angrily as I struggled not to   41 . I figured I knew the two most likely students who drew the picture. It would do them some   42  to teach them a lesson, and maybe it was high time that I did it.
Thankfully, I was able to keep myself   43 .
When there were about six minutes remaining, I showed the class the picture. They were all silent as I told them how   44  this was for me. I told them there must be a reason   45    and now was their chance to write down anything they needed to tell me. Then I let them write silently while I was seated in the back of the classroom, with tears in my eyes.
As I   46  the notes later, many of them said something like, “I’ve got nothing   47  you.” or “I’m sorry you were hurt.” Some kids said, “We’re afraid of you.” But two notes, from the girls who I   48  drew the picture, had a list of issues. I was too   49 , too strict…
Reading those notes, I realized that over the course of this year, instead of   50  my students, I had begun commanding them to   51 . Where I thought I was driving them to success I was   52  driving them away. I had some apology to make. But the next day in the classroom, one boy and one girl each handed me a card. The one   53  by all the boys expressed sincere regret for the ugly joke. The one from the girls asked for   54 .
This was a lesson for both the kids and me. Forgiveness does not change the past, but it does enlarge the   55 .

Growing up, I always dreamed of being a professional figure skater. After years of hard work, I am living proof that dreams can come true.
When I was born, my parents immediately noticed something  36  and the doctor said I couldn't skate. I, however,  37  trying skating in an ice rink (溜冰场), where local skaters  38  perform ice shows. I started taking group skating lessons, and performing on ice came naturally, but I have always been  39  to speak in group settings. One thing I've never been afraid of is  40  , though. I get nervous, but never  41  . For me, skating has been about being my personal best  42  beating others on the ice. 1 progressed through various  43 rapidly and gave my first ice performance at seven. Soon I started winning local and regional competitions. That's  44  being on the ice has always been the one place where I can  45   express my own emotions. The ice is like home.
When I was nine years old I began training  46 . I would wake up at four o'clock in the morning six days a week and skate for five hours. Then I'd go to school. Since  47  has always been important in my family, I had no  48  but to find creative ways to fit in school studies throughout my  49  career.
After graduating from high school, I moved to Canada and set out to train full-time to give my dreams a chance at reality. In 1992 I went to compete in the Olympic Games.  50 , not my coach or even my family, ever talked to me about winning a gold medal. In fact, I wouldn't even  51  myself to think about it. I thought that would disturb me.  52 , I went with the attitude that I wanted to enjoy the Olympic spirit.  53  the expectation of all the people, I won the gold medal and words couldn't describe the overwhelming mixture of emotions I felt. Then I truly understood what  54  most in achieving a dream is nor to  55  it when you 1ace difficulties, but strive to make it come true.

I always long for romantic moments, like a little girl longing for candies．However, my husband is my complete  36 . His inability to bring romantic moments into our life has made me get tired of our   37 . One day, I finally told him that I wanted a divorce.
“Why?” he asked,   38 .
“I am tired; there are no  39  for everything in the world!” I answered.
He kept  40 , seeming to be in deep thought, with a lighted cigarette in his hands. Finally he asked, “What can I do to change your   41  ?”
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered, “Let’s say, I want a flower on a mountain cliff and picking the flower will cause your  42  . Will you do it for me?”
He answered, “I will give you my answer tomorrow.”
I   43 the next morning, finding a piece of paper on the dining table, which read: “My dear, I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to   44  .”
My feeling of disappointment only   45 , but I continued reading:
“You always leave the   46  keys behind, so I have to save my legs to  47  home to open the door for you. You always like to stay indoors and I   48  that you will feel too lonely, so I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories. You always stare   49  the computer and that will do nothing  50  for your eyes, so I have to save my eyes so that when we grow   51  , I can help to clip your nails. Thus, my dear,   52  I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do, I could not pick that flower yet, and die.”
My tears fell on the   53 and I continued reading:
“Now that you have finished reading my answer, if you are   54  , please open the front door for I am standing outside   55  your favorite bread and fresh milk.”
Love, not words, wins arguments.

The Girl with the Cut - out Face
When I was a child, I often looked through a family album. I remember asking my mother why there was a   36  cut out of a photo of a little girl. But it was   37  that my mother did not want to talk about it.
  38  I looked at the album I saw that cut - out face and   39  about it. I figured there was something   40  . When I was grown up and had almost   41  about the photo, my mother must have realized I should know her   42  . She sat me down one day and said, “That cat - up photo is   43  your Aunt Anna. She has schizophrenia（精神分裂症）.”
But why did my mother never   44  this before? I still didn’t understand. “Because people are… were…  45  of having mental illness in the family” was the   46  . But I wanted to meet Aunt Anna, and I   47 .
My mother and I traveled to the house   48   Anna lived with an Italian family. Anna looked like a question mark on legs,   49  she had lovely, clear eyes and a gentle manner. I could see the   50  to my mother. “So nice to meet you,” she said to me. “Do you have a trunk （象鼻；行李箱）？”
Did she think that I was an elephant? No, she wanted to run   51  and hide in the trunk of my car. The family that   52  her said that she always wanted to   53 .
The last time I saw Anna she was placed in a smaller old - age facility in Brooklyn.
  54  Aunt Anna, I’m not the least bit ashamed of you. I’m   55  about you now for many to see, with your sweet young face showing under a pretty bow.
And you finally found that escape you were seeking.