A Box of Cookies

   A small boy at summer camp received a large package of cookies in the mail from his mother. He ate a few, and then  1  the remainder under his bed．The next day, he found the box was   2   .

   That afternoon a camp leader, who had been 3  of the theft（偷窃）, saw another boy sitting behind a tree eating the stolen cookies. " 4  young man," he said to himself, "must be  5  not to steal."

   He returned to the group and   6  the boy whose cookies had been stolen. "Billy," he said, "I  7  who stole your cookies. Will you help me give him a lesson?"

   "Well, yes--but aren't you going to   8  him?" asked the boy.

   "No, that   9   only make him angry and hate you," the leader  10   "I want you to call your mother and ask her to  11  you another box of cookies."

   A few days later the boy received another box of cookies.

   "Now," said the leader, "the boy who stole your cookies is down by the lake, Go and share your  12  with him."

  "But, he's the thief." said the  13   boy." I know. But  14  it--see what happens." Half an hour later the camp leader saw the two come  15  the hill, arm in arm. The boy who had stolen the cookies was  16  trying to get the other to accept his jackknife in payment  17  the stolen cookies, and Billy was just as earnestly（真诚的）  18  the gift from his new friend, 19  that a few old cookies weren't that  20  anyway.

1. A．took              B．placed             C．loaded                D．lay

2. A．broken            B．opened            C．touched              D．gone

3. A．told               B．asked             C．heard                D．warned

4. A．Any              B．Either             C．That                 D．Every

5. A．encouraged     B．ordered          C．allowed              D．taught

6. A．sought out             B．turned out          C．gave out              D．set out

7. A．understand       B．know            C．recognize             D．realize

8. A．beat             B．find               C．punish                D．catch

9. A．must              B．shall              C．need                D．would

10. A．explained         B．argued             C．insisted               D．promised

11. A．leave             B．send              C．take                  D．find

12. A．ideas            B．cookies          C．lessons               D．toys

13. A．interested        B．worried            C．stolen                D．puzzled

14. A．face             B．make              C．try                   D．show

15. A．up              B．back              C．down                      D．through

16. A．carefully         B．interestedly         C．sincerely             D．quickly

17. A．to               B．for                C．of                   D．with

18. A．returning         B．checking           C．refusing              D．thanking

19. A．expecting        B．hoping             C．saying               D．meaning

20. A．much            B．bad               C．expensive             D．important

A MAN planted a rose and watered it   41   . One day as he examined it, he saw a bud that would soon blossom, but he also    42     thorns (刺) on the stem . He thought, "How can a beautiful flower come from a plant with so many sharp thorns?" Saddened by this thought, he     43     to water the rose, and just before it was ready to bloom, it died.

So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The good    44  planted in us at birth grow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We become    45    , thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and    46   it dies. We never realize our   47    .

Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can     48     is to be able to reach past the thorns and find the rose within others.

This is the characteristic of love ― to look at a person, know his faults, recognize the goodness in his soul, and help him realize that he can    49     his faults. If we show him the "rose" within himself, he will conquer the thorns. Only then will they blossom many times over.

I was fifteen months old, a happy, carefree kid until the day I fell．It was a bad fall．I landed on a glass rabbit which cut my eye badly enough to blind it．Trying to save the eye, the doctors stitched the eyeball together where it was cut, leaving a big ugly scar in the middle of my eye．And as I grew, this sightless eye in so many ways controlled me．

       Yet Mama would say to me, at every turn, "Hold your head up high and face the world．" It became a litany that I relied on．She had started when I was young．She would hold me in her arms and stroke my hair and say, "If you hold your head up high, it will be okay, and people will see your beautiful soul．" She continued this message whenever I wanted to hide．

       Those words have meant different things to me over the years．As a little child, I thought Mama meant; "Be careful or you will fall down or bump into something because you are not looking．" As an a dolescent, even though I tended to look down to hide my shame, I found that sometimes when I held my head up high and let people know me, they lilted me．My mama's words helped me begin to realize that by letting people look at my face, I let them recognize the intelligence and beauty behind both eyes even if they couldn't see it on the surface．

       In high school I was successful both academically and socially．I was even elected class president, but on the inside I still felt like a freak．Ail I really wanted was to look like everyone else．When things got really bad, I would cry to my mama and she would look at me with loving eyes and say, "Hold your head up high and face the world．Let them see the beauty that is inside．"

       When I met the man who became my partner for life, we looked each other straight in the eye, and he told me I was beautiful inside and out．He meant it．My mama's love and encouragement were the spark that gave me the confidence to overcome my own doubt．I had faced adversity, encountered my problems head on, and learned not only to appreciate myself but to have deep compassion for others．

       "Hold your head up high," has been heard many times in my home．Each of my children has felt its invitation．The gift my mama gave me lives on in another generation．

How did the writer have her eyes hurt?

       A．She was attacked by a glass rabbit．          B．Her eyes were hurt by accident．

       C．The doctor made a mistake．            D．A serious illness blinded her．

When she heard her mother told her to hold her head up high for the first time, she_____．

       A．didn't fully understand these words

       B．was greatly encouraged and moved

       C．was puzzled by these words

       D．was surprised by these words

Why did the writer still feel unhappy when she was successful both academically and socially?

       A．Because she was not satisfied with what she has．

       B．Because she thought she could have done better．

       C．Because she wanted to live a normal life．

       D．Because she really wanted to be different．

What is the point of the story?

       A．A mother's love for a daughter is a treasure．

       B．One should not be controlled by others．

       C．The real beauty is inside out．

       D．Where there is a will．there is a way．

I was fifteen months old, a happy kid until the day I fell. It was a    31   fall. I landed on a glass rabbit which cut my eye badly enough to make it blind. Trying to save the eye, the doctors stitched(缝合) the eyeball together where it was    32  , leaving a big ugly scar(疤痕) in the middle of my eye. The attempt    33  , but my mother, in all of her wisdom, found another doctor who knew that if the eye were removed    34  , my face would grow up badly distorted(扭曲)，   35   my scarred, sightless, cloudy and gray eye lived on with me. As I grew, this sightless eye in so many ways    36   me.
I walked with my face looking at the    37   so that people would not see the    38   me. Yet my mother would say to me, at every turn, “Hold your head up high and    39   the world. If you hold your head up high, it will be OK, and people will see your    40   soul.” She continued this    41   whenever I was trying to hide.
Mama’s words were of great help for me to face the world    42  . As a teenager, even though I tended to look down to hide my shame, I found that sometimes when I held my head up high and let people know me, they    43   me. In high school, I was    44   both academically and socially. I was    45   elected class president. My mother’s words helped me begin to realize that by letting people look at my face, I let them    46   the intelligence and beauty behind both eyes, even if they couldn’t see it on the    47  .
Now I’m a happy wife and great mother. The message “Hold your head up high,” has been
   48   many times in my   49   home. Each of my children has felt    50   invitation, and the gift my mother gave me has lived on in another generation.

I was fifteen months old, a happy, carefree kid until the day I fell．It was a bad fall．I landed on a glass rabbit which cut my eye badly enough to blind it．Trying to save the eye, the doctors stitched the eyeball together where it was cut, leaving a big ugly scar in the middle of my eye．And as I grew, this sightless eye in so many ways controlled me．
Yet Mama would say to me, at every turn, "Hold your head up high and face the world．" It became a litany that I relied on．She had started when I was young．She would hold me in her arms and stroke my hair and say, "If you hold your head up high, it will be okay, and people will see your beautiful soul．" She continued this message whenever I wanted to hide．
Those words have meant different things to me over the years．As a little child, I thought Mama meant; "Be careful or you will fall down or bump into something because you are not looking．" As an a dolescent, even though I tended to look down to hide my shame, I found that sometimes when I held my head up high and let people know me, they lilted me．My mama’s words helped me begin to realize that by letting people look at my face, I let them recognize the intelligence and beauty behind both eyes even if they couldn’t see it on the surface．
In high school I was successful both academically and socially．I was even elected class president, but on the inside I still felt like a freak．Ail I really wanted was to look like everyone else．When things got really bad, I would cry to my mama and she would look at me with loving eyes and say, "Hold your head up high and face the world．Let them see the beauty that is inside．"
When I met the man who became my partner for life, we looked each other straight in the eye, and he told me I was beautiful inside and out．He meant it．My mama’s love and encouragement were the spark that gave me the confidence to overcome my own doubt．I had faced adversity, encountered my problems head on, and learned not only to appreciate myself but to have deep compassion for others．
"Hold your head up high," has been heard many times in my home．Each of my children has felt its invitation．The gift my mama gave me lives on in another generation．
【小题1】How did the writer have her eyes hurt?