A lady and her husband stepped off the train in Boston. They walked without an appointment into the outer 36 of Harvard’s president. But they were 37 by his secretary and kept waiting. For hours, the secretary took no notice of them, 38 that the couple would finally become 　39 and go away. But they didn’t. The secretary finally decided to disturb the president, though 　40 .

A few minutes later, the president walked towards the couple with a 　41 face. The lady told them, “We had a son that 　42　 Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was 43 here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. My husband and I would like to 44 a memorial (纪念物) to him, somewhere on campus.”

The president wasn’t 45 .Instead, he was shocked. “Madam,” he said, “We can’t put up a statue for every person who studied at Harvard and died. If we did, this 46 would look like a cemetery (墓地)。”“Oh, no,” the lady 47 quickly, “We don’t want to put up a statue. We would like to give a 48 to Harvard.” The president rolled his eyes and 　49 at the couple and then exclaimed,” A building! Do you have any

50 how much a building costs? We have spent over $7,500,000 on the campus building at Harvard.” For a moment the lady was silent. The president was __51___, because he could get rid of them now. Then the lady turned to her husband and said quietly, “Is that all it costs to start a 52 ? Why don’t we just start our own?” Her husband nodded. 53 their offer was turned down, Mr. And Mrs. Stanford traveled to California where they founded the University that bears their 54 ,a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer 55 about.

36．A．lab　　　　　　　　　　 B．library　　　　　　　　 C．hall　　　　　　　　　　 D．office

37．A．watched　　　　　　 B．stopped　　　　　　　 C．followed　 　　　 D．interviewed

38．A．hoping 　　　　　 B．finding　 　　　　 C．realizing　 　　　 D．imagining

39．A．surprised 　　　　　 B．disappointed 　C．worried　 　　　　　　 D．troubled

40．A．hopelessly 　　　 B．carefully 　　　　　 C．unexpectedly 　　 D．unwillingly

41．A．pleasant 　　　　 B．funny　 　　　　　 C．cold 　　　　　　　 D．sad

42．A．attended 　　　　 B．visited　 　　　　 C．studied　　 　　　 D．served

43．A．clever　 　　　　 B．brave　 　　　　　 C．proud　　 　　　　 D．happy

44．A．set about　 　　　 B．set up 　　　　　　 C．take down　　 D．take over

45．A．satisfied　　 　　 B．excited　　 　　　 C．moved 　　　　　 D．ashamed

46．A．house　 　　　　　 B．part　　 　　　　　 C．garden　　 　　　 D．place

47．A．explained 　　　　 B．expressed　 　　 C．refused　　 　　　 D．admitted

48．A．building 　　　　　 B．yard　 　　　　　　 C．playground　　 D．square

49．A．laughed　 　　　 B．shouted　　 　　 C．glanced 　　　　 D．called

50．A．suggestion　 　　 B．idea 　　　　　　　 C．thought　 　　　　 D．opinion

51．A．bored　　 　　　　 B．astonished　 　　 C．interested　 　　 D．pleased

52．A．department　 　　 B．university　 　　 C．business　 　　　 D．club

53．A．Once　　 　　　　 B．While　　 　　　　 C．Since 　　　　　　 D．Though

54．A．name 　　　　　　 B．character　 　　 C．picture　 　　　　 D．sign

55．A．talked　　 　　　　 B．knew　　 　　　　 C．heard　　 　　　 D．cared

“Mom, can I bake some bread?” We were 15, my best friend, Hanna, and I, determined to try our hands at creating some beautiful bread.

       “It’s not worth the trouble,” my mother said. “It takes lots of time and makes a big mess. Our bakery bread is delicious without all that effort.”

Begging was useless. Mom’s “no” meant “No!”

But several weeks later, opportunity knocked: My parents were going out for the evening. I immediately invited Hanna to be my partner in bread-baking crime.

We studied the recipe. That was easy. “Mix oil into flour then beat in four of the eggs, one at a time, with remaining sugar and salt.”

We were not good at breaking eggs. I tried to learn from my mother.

“Gradually add eight cups of flour. When dough (面团) holds together, squeeze it.”

We took turns working like that. “Is the dough ‘holding together’?” we asked each other.

I remembered my neighbor’s instructions: “If it’s too sticky, add some flour; if too dry, add water.”

We added water. Then more flour. Then more water. By then, the mass of our dough had grown very much.

“Place dough on floured surface and squeeze till smooth,” the recipe instructed.

We took turns burying our hands in the damp dough, pinching, squeezing, and feeling it leak between fingers.

“Clean and oil bowl, then return dough to bowl. Cover and let dough rise in warm place for 1 hour.”

This was good news --- we’d have a break. On dirtied kitchen chairs, we dreamed about our beautiful bread. “See?” we would tell my mom. “Isn’t it worth the work?”

Hanna and I couldn’t help glancing at the rising process every few minutes. But nothing was happening.

“Maybe something will happen in the hot oven,” I said.

Unfortunately, when we removed the loaves from the oven, they were like hard stones.

Mom was right; it takes time and effort. It sometimes makes a mess. But still it feels good, somehow, to be part of that long, ongoing chain of bread bakers. Since that night, both Hanna and I have learned to do it right.

To the writer, what her mother said was __________.

A. law                   B. rubbish                    C. advice                      D. warning

Which of the following can best describe the children’s feelings while making their first bread?

       A. Confident; hopeful; disappointed.          B. Curious; hopeful; disappointed.

       C. Interested; excited; satisfied.                   D. Worried; satisfied; proud.

Which of the following did the writer do without instructions?

A. Placed dough on floured surface.            B. Added eight cups of flour to eggs.

C. Returned dough to a cleaned bowl.          D. Placed the dough into the hot oven.

The passage mainly tells us ______________.

       A. the process of making bread                   B. the conflict between mother and daughter

       C. the first experience of making bread        D. the way of doing housework

“Mom, can I bake some bread?” We were 15, my best friend, Hanna, and I, determined to try our hands at creating some beautiful bread.

       “It’s not worth the trouble,” my mother said. “It takes lots of time and makes a big mess. Our bakery bread is delicious without all that effort.”

Begging was useless. Mom’s “no” meant “No!”

But several weeks later, opportunity knocked: My parents were going out for the evening. I immediately invited Hanna to be my partner in bread-baking crime.

We studied the recipe. That was easy. “Mix oil into flour then beat in four of the eggs, one at a time, with remaining sugar and salt.”

We were not good at breaking eggs. I tried to learn from my mother.

“Gradually add eight cups of flour. When dough (面团) holds together, squeeze it.”

We took turns working like that. “Is the dough ‘holding together’?” we asked each other.

I remembered my neighbor’s instructions: “If it’s too sticky, add some flour; if too dry, add water.”

We added water. Then more flour. Then more water. By then, the mass of our dough had grown very much.

“Place dough on floured surface and squeeze till smooth,” the recipe instructed.

We took turns burying our hands in the damp dough, pinching, squeezing, and feeling it leak between fingers.

“Clean and oil bowl, then return dough to bowl. Cover and let dough rise in warm place for 1 hour.”

This was good news --- we’d have a break. On dirtied kitchen chairs, we dreamed about our beautiful bread. “See?” we would tell my mom. “Isn’t it worth the work?”

Hanna and I couldn’t help glancing at the rising process every few minutes. But nothing was happening.

“Maybe something will happen in the hot oven,” I said.

Unfortunately, when we removed the loaves from the oven, they were like hard stones.

Mom was right; it takes time and effort. It sometimes makes a mess. But still it feels good, somehow, to be part of that long, ongoing chain of bread bakers. Since that night, both Hanna and I have learned to do it right.

To the writer, what her mother said was __________.

A. law                   B. rubbish                    C. advice                      D. warning

Which of the following can best describe the children’s feelings while making their first bread?

       A. Confident; hopeful; disappointed.          B. Curious; hopeful; disappointed.

       C. Interested; excited; satisfied.                   D. Worried; satisfied; proud.

Which of the following did the writer do without instructions?

A. Placed dough on floured surface.            B. Added eight cups of flour to eggs.

C. Returned dough to a cleaned bowl.          D. Placed the dough into the hot oven.

The passage mainly tells us ______________.

       A. the process of making bread                   B. the conflict between mother and daughter

       C. the first experience of making bread        D. the way of doing housework

“Mom, can I take some bread?” We were 15; my best friend, Hanna, and I, determined to try our hands at creating some beautiful bread.

“It’s not worth the trouble,” my mother said. “It takes lots of time and makes a big mess. Our bakery bread is delicious without all that effort.”

Begging was useless. Mom’s “no” meant “No!”

But several weeks later, opportunity knocked. My parents were going out for the evening. I immediately invited Hanna to be my partner in bread-baking crime.

We studied the recipe. That was easy. “Mix oil into flour then beat in four eggs, one at a time, with remaining sugar and salt.”

We were not good at breaking eggs. I tried to learn from my mother.

“Gradually add eight cups of flour. When dough (面团) holds together, squeeze it.”

We took turns working like that. “Is the dough ‘holding together’?” we asked each other.

I remembered my neighbor’s instructions: “If it’s too sticky, add some flour; if too dry, add water.”

We added water. Then more flour. Then more water. By then, the mass of our dough had grown very much.

“Place dough on floured surface and squeeze till smooth,” the recipe instructed.

We took turns burying our hands in the damp dough, pinching, squeezing, and feeling it leak between fingers. “Clean and oil bowl, and then return dough to bowl. Cover and let dough rise in a warm place for one hour.”

This was good news—we’d have a break. On the dirty kitchen chairs, we dreamed about our beautiful bread. “See?” we would tell my mom. “Isn’t it worth the work?”

Hanna and I couldn’t help glancing at the rising process every few minutes. But nothing happened.

“Maybe something will happen in the hot oven,” I said.

Unfortunately, when we removed the loaves from the oven, they were like hard stones.

Mom was right; it takes time and effort. It sometimes makes a mess. But still it feels good, somehow, to be part of that long, ongoing chain of bread bakers. Since that night, both Hanna and I have learned to do it right.

1. To the writer, what her mother said was _________.

A. law                   B. rubbish                     C. advice               D. warning

2. Which of the following can best describe the children’s feelings while making their first bread?

       A. Confident; hopeful; disappointed

B. Curious; hopeful; disappointed

       C. Interested; excited; satisfied

D. Worried; satisfied; proud

3. Which of the following did the writer do without referring to the instructions?

       A. Placed dough on floured surface.

       B. Added eight cups of flour to eggs.

       C. Returned dough to a cleaned bowl.

       D. Placed the dough into the hot oven.

4. The passage mainly tells us ___________.

       A. the process of making bread

       B. the conflict between mother and daughter

       C. the first experience of making bread

       D. the way of doing housework