One rainy night many years ago ,an elderly couple entered the hall of a small hotel in Philadephia. The couple walked to the front desk hoping to get some  21  for the night. “Could you give us a  22   here?” the husband asked.

The waiter, a  23   man with a bright smile, looked at the couple and   24  that there were three meetings in town. “All of our rooms are taken,” the waiter said. “  25   I can’t send a nice couple like you out into the rain at one o’clock in the morning. Would you be  26   to sleep in my room? It’s not  27  a suite(套房)，but it will be good enough to make you  28   for the night.”

 When then couple refused 39 , he explained, “Don’t worry about me.”So the couple   30  . The next morning, the elderly man said to the waiter, “you are the kind of manager who should be the boss of the best   31   in America. Maybe someday I’ll   32   one for you.” The waiter looked at them and  33   .Then they drove away.

Two years passed. The waiter had almost  34   it when he received a letter from the old man. It recalled（提起）that   35   night and enclosed（附上）a round-trip to New York, asking the young man to pay them a visit.

The old man 36   knowledge, the knowledge of the life, history and geography of the people whose  37   him in New York and led him to Fifth Avenue and 34^th Street. He  38    to a great new building there.

“That is the hotel I have just built for you,” said the elderly man.

“You must be 39  ,” the young man said.

“I’m not,” said the elderly man.

The elderly man was William Waldor-Aster, and that 40 building was the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. The young waiter who became its first  manager was George Boldt.

1.A.food                    B.shelter                    C.light                  D.space

2.A.room        B.help           C.bed              D.chair

3.A.serious       B.patient             C.friendly       D.careful

4.A.decided      B.thought         C.suggested      D.explained

5.A.So          B.And            C.But                     D.If

6.A.ready            B.glad                C.grateful        D.natural

7.A.clearly       B.nearly              C.exactly         D.simply

8.A.calm             B.special             C.successful      D.comfortable

9.A.easily        B.politely              C.give             D.know

10.A. left          B.agreed           C.complained     D.happened

11.A.hotel        B.shop                C.school         D.restaurant

12.A.build            B.keep                 C.find           D.invent

13.A.checked        B.excused              C.smiled         D.changed

14.A.expected     B.realised             C.discovered            D.forgotten

15.       A.bright        B.warm                     C.cloudy              D.stormy

16.本题有误A.ticket             B.map                    C.form                 D.travel

17.本题有误A.met                   B.thanked                  C.missed              D.watched

18.A.waved                  B.pointed                   C.moved             D. returned

19.A.laughing     B. arguing         C.joking         D.reporting

20.A.small        B. common        C. simple        D.beautiful

Some fifty years ago , I was studying in a middle school in New York . One day , Mrs. O’Neil gave a maths test to our class . When the papers were marked , she found that twelve boys had made exactly the same mistakes in the test .

There is nothing new about cheating in exams . Perhaps that was why Mrs. O’Neil didn’t even say one word about it . She only asked the twelve boys to stay after class . I was one of the twelve .

Mrs. O’Neil asked no questions , and she didn’t scold us , either . Instead , she wrote the following words on the blackboard : On your way home you find some money and you’re completely sure that you will never be found out . Later someone comes to ask you if you have found some money he lost . What will you do ?

She then ordered us to write down the question , and asked us to take our whole lives to try to find out our own answer to it .

I don’t know about the other eleven children . Speaking for myself I can say : it was the most important single thing of my life. From then on , I have been asking this question to myself when I have to make a decision .

Because of this , Mrs . O’Neil has become the most unforgettable teacher for me in my whole life . I often think of this : if Mrs . O’Neil had scolded us as many other teachers often did , would I go on cheating every day ?

1.Who wrote this story ?

    A．A student in New York who is not interested in maths .

    B．Mrs. O’Neil from New York who found some money on her way home .

    C．An old maths teacher in a middle school .

    D．An old person who once lived in New York when he was young .

2.When did the story happen?

    A．Over sixty years ago .                        B． Over fifty years ago .

    C．Over seventy years ago .                      D．Over eighty years ago .

3.In the sentence “…she didn’t scold us either” , what does “scold” maybe mean ?

    A．表扬      B．批评     C．教育         D．原谅

4.When Mrs. O’Neil found twelve boys made exactly the same mistakes in the test , she      .

    A．became very , very angry and shouted at the children for an hour

    B．thought maybe she made some mistakes in her teaching

    C．tried to find out who made the mistakes first

    D．wanted to teach the twelve boys to stop cheating

5.Why did the writer think Mrs. O’Neil unforgettable ?

A．Because Mrs. O’Neil often gave her student maths tests .

B．Because Mrs. O’Neil taught maths very well .

C．Because Mrs. O’Neil loved her students as she loved her own children .

D．Because Mrs. O’Neil taught a very important lesson to the writer .

One cold night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco．There I was walking home around one o’clock in the morning after a   31  practice at the theatre. With the opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines by heart. I was having   32  handling my part-time job at the bank in the daytime and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about  33  both acting and San Francisco. I had  34  too much of city life.

As I walked down the  35  streets under the tall buildings, I felt very small and cold, so I began  36  both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers. Very few people were still out  37  a few homeless people under blankets.

About a block from my  38 , I heard a sound behind me. I   39  quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me  40  so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I   41  what the noise had been. It had been my wallet  42  to the sidewalk.

Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk   43  for 15 minutes, my wallet was   44  to be found.

Just as I was about to quit the  45  , I heard the garbage truck stop to the sidewalk next to  46  . When a voice came from the inside, “Alisa Camacho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened and out jumped a small blonde(金发碧眼的) man with an  47  look in his eyes. “Is this  48  you’re looking for?” He asked, holding up something like a wallet.

It was already 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I couldn’t get much sleep, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some  49  of city life. I realized the city couldn’t be a bad place  50  people were willing to help each other.

One cold night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco．There I was walking home around one o clock m the morning after a   36  practice at the theatre With he opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines by heart. I was having   37 handling my part-time job at the bank in the daytime and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about  38 both acting and San Francisco. I had  39 too much of city life.
As I walked down the  40 streets under the tall buildings, I felt very small and cold, so I began  41 both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers. Very few people were still out  42 a few homeless people under blankets.
About a block from my  43 , I heard a sound behind me. I   44  quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me  45 so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I   46  what the noise had been. It had been my wallet  47 to the sidewalk.
Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk   48 for 15 minutes, my wallet was   49 to be found.
Just as I was about to quit the  50 , I heard the garbage truck stop to the sidewalk next to  51 .when a voice came from the inside, “Alisa Camcho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened and out jumped a small blonde man with an  52 look in his eyes. “Is this  53  you’re looking for?” He asked, holding up something like a wallet.
It was already 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I couldn’t get much sleep, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some  54 of city life. I realized the city couldn’t be a bad place  55 people were willing to help each other.

Pete took his seat this day on his usual bench in Union Square．Every Thanksgiving Day for nine years Pete had taken this same seat exactly at one o'clock, and each time the same pleasant thing had happened．But this time Pete had come here more from habit than from hunger．Certainly today Pete was not hungry．Two rich old ladies gave him a Thanksgiving dinner of everything he could eat．
Pete sat on the bench now, hardly able to move．The buttons on his ragged shirt and coat were about to burst．The November breeze and the first light fall of snow felt cool and pleasant to his face．He happened to look to the left and there in the distance he saw the old Gentleman coming toward him．He wanted to get up and run, but he was so full of food he stayed right there．Every Thanksgiving Day for nine years, the Old Gentleman had come there, found Pete on this same bench, and then taken him to a restaurant and bought him a Thanksgiving dinner．It was a kind of tradition which the Old Gentleman, who had no family and lived alone, had tried to continue．
"How do you do' "said the Old Gentleman．" Glad to see that the changes of another year have permitted you to move in health through this beautiful world．"
Each time the Old Gentleman had said exactly this same thin? It was part of the tradition．Pete, too, began to feel as though he himself was now a part of the tradition, and he therefore did not have the courage to tell the old man that he had already eaten．This dinner seemed to mean so much to the Old Gentleman.
"Thank you, sir, " said Pete at last. “I’ll go with you gladly. I’m very hungry, sir.” Together the Old Gentleman and Pete walked south to the same restaurant where each year Pete had his Thanksgiving dinner. The Old Gentleman seemed pleased and happy. When the waiter brought dish after dish of food to Pete, the Old Gentlenman sat quietly and smiled．Under the circumstances, Pete had to eat．It was part of the tradition, and so he ate like a hero, although when he entered the restaurant even the smell of food almost made him sick．At last Pete leaned back with the battle won．
" Thank you, sir, " he said, with some effort, " for a fine dinner．"
They parted as they did each year at the door, the Old Gentlemen going south, Pete north．
Around the corner, Pete stopped for a moment, felt a terrible pain in his stomach, and then fell to the sidewalk unconscious．A little time later an ambulance came．In the hospital they discovered that he had had an attack of indigestion （消化不良）.
An hour later, another ambulance brought the Old Gentleman to the same hospital．At first they thought it was also indigestion but later one of the nurses said, "That nice old gentleman over there—you wouldn't think that it was a case of hunger．"
【小题1】Where did Pete and the Old Gentleman meet every Thanksgiving Day?

A．Pete sat on the bench now, hardly able to move．

B．The buttons on his ragged shirt and coat were about to burst．

C．Glad to see that the changes of another year have permitted you to move in health through this beautiful world．

D．When he entered the restaurant even the smell of food almost made him sick．

A．Pete didn't have the heart to refuse the offer

B．Pete was so greedy that he wanted to have another dinner

C．Pete was suffering from hunger

D．Pete enjoyed having the Thanksgiving dinner for free