Ellen Parker was worried about her health. She could not walk very quickly and it was difficult for her to climb stairs（爬楼梯）. She was soon out of breath.（气喘吁吁）

“I think I had better go to the doctor, ” she thought.

She went to the doctor and told him her problem.

“I’m not at all surprised, ”he said. “It’s obvious （明显的）what your problem is.”

He examined her and then gave her some advice.“If you don’t do what I say, Mrs. Parker,” he said. “You will have a heart attack（心脏病）. It could kill you.”

Ellen was very worried as she left the doctor’s. She knew that she had to take his advice but that would not be easy and it would take time.

The next day she went shopping. The first shop she went into was a butcher’s shop（肉店）.

“I’d like ten pounds of steak (大块肉片), please,” she said.

“Certainly, madam,” the butcher(屠夫) answered and went into the cold room and found a large piece of steak. He brought the huge piece of meat back into the shop and placed it on the scale(秤).

“That’s just ten pounds,” he said.

“That’s big enough,” Mrs. Parker said.

The butcher worked out(计算) the price.

“At $ 4.99 a pound that will be $ 49.90, please. Would you like me to cut it into small pieces for you?”

“Oh, I don’t want to buy the meat,” Mrs. Parker said.

“If you don’t want to buy it,” the butcher said angrily, “Why did you ask me to get it for you?”

“My doctor told me that I am overweight (超重的)and have to lose ten pounds. I wanted to see what ten pounds of flesh looked liked.”

1.. Why did Ellen Parker visit the doctor?

A．She had a heart attack.	B．She had a problem with her health.
C．She was unhappy about her weight.	D．She could not sleep well.

2.. Why did she ask for ten pounds of steak?

A．she wanted to buy some for dinner.	B．She wanted to lose weight
C．Her doctor had told her to eat steak.
D．She wanted to see what ten pounds of meat looked like.

3... What was her real problem?

A．She ate too much steak.	B．She weighed too much.
C．The doctor didn’t know.	D．She could not walk very quickly.

4.. What did the doctor think might happen to Ellen?

A．she might put more on weight.	B．She might stop eating too much.
C．She might have a heart attack.	D．She might go to another doctor.

 

Dear Guys,

I’d like to talk to you about the shame you subjected me to last night. Let me first refresh your memory: You, a group of fit, young men, were playing soccer on the field across from my apartment building. I, a better-than-average looking young woman, was walking along the sidewalk with my groceries. That’s when your ball came flying over the fence and landed in front of me.

One of you approached and asked politely if I would throw the ball back to you. Fighting the urge to drop my bags and run screaming down the street, I reluctantly agreed.

Before I continue, let me explain something that I didn’t have a chance to mention last night: I hate sports. More specifically, I hate sports involving balls. This results from my lack of natural ability when it comes to throwing, catching and hitting. I’m bad at aiming too. So you can understand why I’d be nervous at what I’m sure seemed to you like a laughably simple request. However, wanting to appear agreeable, I put my bags down, picked up the ball and, eyes half-shut, and threw it as hard as I could.

It hit the middle of the fence and bounced back to me.

Trying to act casually, I said something about being out of practice, then picked up the ball again. If you’ll remember, at your command, I agreed to try throwing underhand. While outwardly I was smiling, in my head, I was praying, Oh God, oh please oh please oh please. I threw the ball upward with all my strength, terrified by what happened next.

The ball hit slightly higher up on the fence and bounced back to me.

This is the point where I start to take issue with you. Wouldn’t it have been a better use of your time, and mine, if you had just walked around the fence and took the ball then? I was clearly struggling; my smiles were more and more forced. And yet, you all just stood there, motionless.

Seeing that you weren’t going to let me out of the trouble, I became desperate. Memories of middle school softball came flooding back. I tried hard to throw the ball but it only went about eight feet, then I decided to pick it up and dash with ball in hand towards the baseline, while annoyed thirteen-year-old boys screamed at me that I was ruining their lives. Children are cruel. Being a big girl now, I pushed those memories aside and picked up the soccer ball for the third time. I forced a good-natured laugh while crying inside as you patiently shouted words of support over the fence at me.

“Throw it granny-style!” one of you said.

“Just back up a little and give it all you’ve got!” another offered.

And, most embarrassing of all, “You can do it!”

I know you thought you were being encouraging, but it only served to deepen the shame.

Anyway, I accepted your ball-throwing advice, backed up, rocked back and forth a little, took a deep breath and let it fly.

It hit the edge of the fence and bounced back to me.

I surprised myself --- and I’m sure you as well --- by letting out a cry, “DAMN IT!!!” I then willed myself to have a heart attack and pass out in front of you just so I’d be put out of my misery. Alas, the heart attack didn’t happen, and you continued to look at me expectantly, like you were content to do this all night. I had become a sort of exhibition for you. I could feel your collective thoughts drifting through the chain-link: “Can she really not do it? But I mean, really?”

Unfortunately for you, I wasn’t really game to continue your experiment. Three failed attempts at a simple task in front of a group of people in a two-minute period was just enough blow for me for one night. I picked up the ball one last time, approached the fence and grumbled, “Please just come get the damn ball.”

And you did. And thanks to you, I decided at that very moment to never throw anything ever again, except disrespectful glances at people who play sports.

Sincerely, Jen Cordery

1. The writer agreed to throw the ball because _______.

A. she needed to have a relax carrying the heavy groceries

B. she wanted to refresh her childhood memories

C. she could not refuse the polite request from the young man

D. she had fallen in love with the young man at first sight

2.Which of the following is closest in meaning to the underlined word “game”?

A. anxious                                      B. brave                                C. afraid                                D. curious

3.Why did the writer mention her middle school memory?

A. To explain why she failed the attempts to throw the ball back.

B. To complain that she had not mastered the ball throwing skills.

C. To show how cruel those 13-year-old boys were.

D. To express her dislike towards softball.

4.What the boys said before the writer’s third attempt actually made the writer ________.

A. inspired                                     B. encouraged                     C. embarrassed                   D. depressed

5.What’s the writer’s purpose in writing this open letter?

A. To express her regret over what she did the day before.

B. To announce that she would never play ball games again.

C. To explain her own inability to throw the ball over the fence.

D. To criticize the young men for their cruelty to her dignity.

 

阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，从每题所给的A、B、C、D四个选项中，选出最佳选项。

When Lucy walked into Hardaway High school on her first day as a high school student. She felt  36  by so many classes and the crowded  37 .

“I don’t like being in a big crowd.” Lucy said “It was  38 at first, because the school was really big. I lost  39  many times. I wasn’t  40  to seeing people so tall and big.

But a few weeks later, Lucy has felt  41  at home at school now, thanks to the school’s Mentoring(指导) Matters program. The club  42  a senior student and a new student a pair, in order to help new students easily adapt to the new  43 .

“It really  44 with my problems and helped me choose the right  45  ”said Lucy. She has made friends with a senior student  46 this program.

“We  47  get along well” she said. “We talked on the phone and she  48  my mother and my little sister.”

Kevin is working with a new student called Susan. He said, “At first I was saying  49  I made mistakes in my first year. I hope it can help her in some way.

Linda, a senior student, is in seven different  50  and has encouraged the new student Tony to  51 them, too.

“Don’t lose heart if no one talks to you at first Linda said, “Join clubs. Surround yourself with  52  people.” Besides, the two of them have worked together to  53 Tony’s science grades.

“I’m good at science myself, and I’m helping him pass.” Linda said.

Tony said he  54  the help and advice.

“If she didn’t do it, I would just be sitting in my  55  by myself.” Tony said, “she pushed me to want to do more.” Now the students are living in harmony.

36. A. puzzled          B. shocked      C. pleased          D. excited

37. A. doors            B. students     C. hallways         D. balcony

38. A. frightening      B. satisfactory     C. disappointing        D. comfortable

1. A. it                B. myself           C. one              D. me

2. A. attached          B. suited           C. devoted          D. used

3. A. much          B. well         C. more             D. better

4. A. makes         B. gets         C. has              D. allows

5.A. study          B. life         C. touch                D. subject

6. A. developed         B. treated          C. marked           D. helped

7.A. book               B. method           C. path             D. course

8. A. by                    B. through          C. on               D. across

9.A. could              B. should               C. would                D. must

10. A. surprised            B. met              C. discussed            D.informed

11. A. whether              B. when             C. what             D. how

12.A. clubs             B. groups               C. teams                D. classes

13.A. part              B. join             C. miss             D. attend

14.A. loyal             B.inactive          C. positive         D. important

15. A. change               B.correct               C. test             D. improve

16. A. considered           B. noticed          C. enjoyed          D. wondered

17.A. box               B. chair                C. room             D. class   

 

 

Ellen Parker was worried about her health. She could not walk very quickly and it was difficult for her to climb stairs（爬楼梯）. She was soon out of breath.（气喘吁吁）
“I think I had better go to the doctor, ” she thought.
She went to the doctor and told him her problem.
“I’m not at all surprised, ”he said. “It’s obvious （明显的）what your problem is.”
He examined her and then gave her some advice.“If you don’t do what I say, Mrs. Parker,” he said. “You will have a heart attack（心脏病）. It could kill you.”
Ellen was very worried as she left the doctor’s. She knew that she had to take his advice but that would not be easy and it would take time.
The next day she went shopping. The first shop she went into was a butcher’s shop（肉店）.
“I’d like ten pounds of steak (大块肉片), please,” she said.
“Certainly, madam,” the butcher(屠夫) answered and went into the cold room and found a large piece of steak. He brought the huge piece of meat back into the shop and placed it on the scale(秤).
“That’s just ten pounds,” he said.
“That’s big enough,” Mrs. Parker said.
The butcher worked out(计算) the price.
“At $ 4.99 a pound that will be $ 49.90, please. Would you like me to cut it into small pieces for you?”
“Oh, I don’t want to buy the meat,” Mrs. Parker said.
“If you don’t want to buy it,” the butcher said angrily, “Why did you ask me to get it for you?”
“My doctor told me that I am overweight (超重的)and have to lose ten pounds. I wanted to see what ten pounds of flesh looked liked.”
【小题1】. Why did Ellen Parker visit the doctor?

A．She had a heart attack.	B．She had a problem with her health.
C．She was unhappy about her weight.	D．She could not sleep well.

【小题2】. Why did she ask for ten pounds of steak?

A．she wanted to buy some for dinner.	B．She wanted to lose weight
C．Her doctor had told her to eat steak.
D．She wanted to see what ten pounds of meat looked like.

【小题3】.. What was her real problem?

A．She ate too much steak.	B．She weighed too much.
C．The doctor didn’t know.	D．She could not walk very quickly.

【小题4】. What did the doctor think might happen to Ellen?

A．she might put more on weight.	B．She might stop eating too much.
C．She might have a heart attack.	D．She might go to another doctor.

Dear Guys,

 I’d like to talk to you about the shame you subjected me to last night. Let me first refresh your memory: You, a group of fit, young men, were playing soccer on the field across from my apartment building. I, a better-than-average looking young woman, was walking along the sidewalk with my groceries. That’s when your ball came flying over the fence and landed in front of me.

One of you approached and asked politely if I would throw the ball back to you. Fighting the urge to drop my bags and run screaming down the street, I reluctantly (勉强地) agreed.

Before I continue, let me explain something that I didn’t have a chance to mention last night: I hate sports. More specifically, I hate sports involving balls. This results from my lack of natural ability when it comes to throwing, catching and hitting. I’m bad at aiming too. So you can understand why I’d be nervous at what I’m sure seemed to you like a laughably simple request.

However, wanting to appear agreeable, I put my bags down, picked up the ball and, eyes half-shut, threw it as hard as I could.

It hit the middle of the fence and bounced back to me.

Trying to act casually, I said something about being out of practice, then picked up the ball again. If you’ll remember, at your command, I agreed to try throwing underhand. While outwardly I was smiling, in my head, I was praying, Oh God, oh please oh please oh please. I threw the ball upward with all my strength, terrified by what happened next.

The ball hit slightly higher up on the fence and bounced back to me.

This is the point where I start to take issue with you. Wouldn’t it have been a better use of your time, and mine, if you had just walked around the fence and took the ball then? I was clearly struggling; my smiles were more and more forced. And yet, you all just stood there, motionless.

Seeing that you weren’t going to let me out of the trouble, I became desperate. Memories of middle school softball came flooding back. I tried hard to throw the ball but it only went about eight feet, then I decided to pick it up and dash with ball in hand towards the baseline, while annoyed thirteen-year-old boys screamed at me that I was ruining their lives. Children are cruel.

Being a big girl now, I pushed those memories aside and picked up the soccer ball for the third time. I forced a good-natured laugh while crying inside as you patiently shouted words of support over the fence at me.

“Throw it granny-style!” one of you said.

“Just back up a little and give it all you’ve got!” another offered.

And, most embarrassing of all, “You can do it!”

I know you thought you were being encouraging, but it only served to deepen the shame.

Anyway, I accepted your ball-throwing advice, backed up, rocked back and forth a little, took a deep breath and let it fly.

It hit the edge of the fence and bounced back to me.

I surprised myself-and I’m sure you as well-by letting out a cry, “DAMN IT!!!” I then willed myself to have a heart attack and pass out in front of you just so I’d be put out of my misery.

Alas, the heart attack didn’t happen, and you continued to look at me expectantly, like you were content to do this all night. I had become a sort of exhibition for you. I could feel your collective thoughts drifting through the chain-link: “Can she really not do it? But I mean, really?”

Unfortunately for you, I wasn’t really game to continue your experiment. Three failed attempts at a simple task in front of a group of people in a two-minute period was just enough blow for me for one night. I picked up the ball one last time, approached the fence and grumbled, “Please just come get the damn ball.”

And you did. And thanks to you, I decided at that very moment to never throw anything ever again, except disrespectful glances at people who play sports.

Sincerely, Jen Cordery

1.The writer agreed to throw the ball because ______.

A. she needed to have a relax carrying the heavy groceries

B. she wanted to refresh her childhood memories

C. she could not refuse the polite request from the young man

D. she had fallen in love with the young man at first sight

2.Why did the writer mention her middle school memory?

A. To explain why she failed the attempts to throw the ball back.

B. To complain that she had not mastered the ball throwing skills.

C. To show how cruel those 13-year-old boys were.

D. To express her dislike towards softball.

3.What the boys said before the writer’s third attempt actually made the writer _______.

A. inspired                B. encouraged             C. embarrassed                  D. depressed

4.What happened to the ball at last?

A. The writer managed to throw the ball back.

B. The boy got the ball back by himself.

C. The writer threw the ball away out of anger.

D. The boys got angry and left without the ball.