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Today I was at the mall waiting for friends, when a lady wearing a knit hat and a sweater came up to me and, shivering, said, “I’m homeless. Would you mind buying me some food?”
In that split second, everything I’d learned since kindergarten flashed through my mind. Don’t talk to strangers … Be a good citizen … People will take advantage of you … Treat others as you wish to be treated … The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return … I guess love won the debate. “Sure,” I said. “What would you like?”
She thought and then said, “I’d like to get Chinese food.” We headed upstairs. On the way she told me about when she was a teenager. She remembers taking pictures for the yearbook with her best friend. She was in the band and played basketball. She got good grades and was a good student.
She ordered soup, an egg roll, white rice, and pepper chicken. I would normally think that was a lot, but she had probably barely eaten in the last few days. I got my usual – lo mein and General Tso’s chicken.
As we ate, we got to know each other. She asked if I played any instruments. I replied that I played the violin, cello, and guitar. She told me she played the flute, piano, guitar, and violin. In the middle of our meal, I realized something. And she thought of it at exactly the same time.
“So, what’s your name?” she asked.
“I’m Claire,” I said, startled at our exact same thought. “What’s yours?”
“Joyce,” she said with a smile.
We continued talking, and she asked my favorite subjects in school and if I wanted to go to college. “Hopefully,” I replied. “I’m interested in nursing.”
“I went to college for nursing,” she said.
I was taken aback. How could we have so much in common? Was she pretending so I’d feel sympathy for her? But her eyes were genuine as she said this.
Meanwhile I was eating my lo mein, picking around the cabbage and the other vegetables. Joyce said, “If you don’t like it you can take it back.” I told her that I liked it, but was not fond of the vegetables. She broke into a big grin. “You don’t like vegetables, huh? Neither did I. But now I do.” I immediately felt guilty. How could I be picking at my food across from someone who barely gets to eat at all?
I tried my best to finish, but she seemed to sense my guilt and said, “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want it.” How could she know what I was feeling? I told her the dish was my favorite, but I just eat slowly.
She replied, “I used to like lo mein, but pepper chicken was my dad’s favorite, so I get that now.” Noticing that she used the word “was,” I assumed her dad had passed away. I found it sweet that she gave up her favorite in order to honor her dad.
She asked why I was at the mall.
“I’m waiting for friends. We’re going to see ‘The Curious Case of Benjamin Button,’” I replied, stumbling over the words a bit.
“‘The Curious Case of Benjamin Button,’” she echoed in awe. “What’s that about?” I realized that she didn’t see commercials for movies.
I explained the basic plot and she chuckled. “A man who is born 80 years old and ages backwards! That sounds interesting.”
She got up to get a to-go box. “Would you like one?” she asked, but I refused. I realized that this food would probably last her for a few days, and I was glad she had ordered a lot.
“Would you like these?” I asked, gesturing at the food I had left untouched. “Oh, no, thank you,” she said. “This is enough.” I got up to throw my tray away, feeling guilty about wasting so much.
“I need to meet my friends now,” I explained. “It was so nice to meet you, Joyce.”
“You too, Claire,” she replied with a smile. “Thank you.”
I headed to the theater, and she went back downstairs. It sounds like a perfect coincidence, but I can’t help but think that some force compelled us to meet. I kept puzzling, Why is Joyce homeless? It seems so unfair. She shouldn’t need people to buy her dinner. She was a nurse. She got good grades. She took pictures for her yearbook. She was the person I hope to be in the future. What went wrong? How could such a good life be rewarded with horrible luck?
I feel lucky to have run into Joyce. She changed my outlook. She is still a wonderful person, despite what the world has done to her. I wish her the best, and can only hope that the force that brought us together will help her find what she deserves in life.
1.From the second paragraph we know that the writer _________.
A. debated with the girl over moral issues
B. hates having to make a quick decision
C. hesitated before she decided to reach out
D. fell in love with the girl at the first sight
2.The writer felt guilty for a moment because ________.
A. she was particular about food and also wasted so much
B. she was a strict vegetarian who ate very little
C. she didn’t order enough food for the girl
D. she urged the girl to take her share of food
3.Why did Joyce end up unemployed and homeless?
A. She was a victim of high education
B. She actually had some kind of mental disorder
C. She graduated with average grades
D. The reason is not yet given.
4.Which detail doesn’t show the coincidence in the story?
A. They both took interest in nursing.
B. They were about to ask names of each other at the same time.
C. When Claire headed to the theater, Joyce went back downstairs.
D. They were both musical lovers.
5.The writer was very happy to have met Joyce because______.
A. she didn’t know what she was going to be until then.
B. this chance meeting changed her attitudes towards life in a way.
C. she was glad to be able to pay for someone in need.
D. hopefully the force that brought them together may bring good luck to Joyce.
6.The passage is intended to _______.
A. arouse readers’ curiosity
B. explore social problems
C. teach readers a lesson
D. share a sweet personal story
People often fall ill because of me. 36 , they can hardly blame me; it is largely their own 37 . A tired person may get 38 , especially when he goes to crowded places with polluted air. A sudden change in 39 is another factor. In hot summer, people turn on the air-conditioner upon returning home. They will catch a cold easily.
My latest victim is an energetic student. After school, he played football hard for two hours. Though 40 . He still went to the cinema. Then he got back home and took a cold shower immediately.
I seized this golden chance to 41 him. He reacted, trying to 42 me, but I was already 43 deep in his throat. He kept sneezing(打喷嚏) and his nose was running. 44 he put on some warm clothes, it didn't work, for there were too many of us. Besides, his sore throat kept 45 him, and he developed a cough to force me and my family out, but 46 .
The next day he couldn't go to 47 .He had lost his appetite and was not as 48 as before. His mother made him orange juice every few hours for more vitamin C, which would help his 49 .
For two days he was 50 by his mother. As he rested more, his defense strengthened and I began lo feel the 51 . I knew I had to 52 him before long. But I am not the one who gives up easily, and I made every effort to fight back. 53 , it was my turn to feel 54 now, for his defense system was starting an all-out attack against me. I became 55 and finally my time was over.
Do you know what I am?
1. A. Therefore B. Besides C. However D. Then
2. A. business B. responsibility C. excuse D. fault
3. A. punished B. blamed C. caught D. killed
4. A. temperature B. season C. place D. condition
5. A. excited B. hurt C. late D. tired
6. A. injure B. bother C. attack D. destroy
7. A. get on with B. get rid of C. put up with D. take hold of
8. A. reproducing B. waiting C. hiding D. disappearing
9. A. Since B. Once C. Whether D. Although
10. A. reminding B. upsetting C. comforting D. influencing
11. A. escaped B. succeeded C. regretted D. failed
12. A. bed B. work C. school D. hospital
13. A. peaceful B. afraid C. active D. happy
14. A. recovery B. development C. study D. growth
15. A. protected B. nursed C. scolded D. affected
16. A. loss B. operation C. pressure D. movement
17. A. leave B. catch C. forget D. beat
18. A. Uncertainly B. Unsuccessfully C. Unusually D. Unfortunately
19. A. painful B. disappointed C. nervous D. ashamed
A. bigger B. weaker C. smaller D. stronger
Today I was at the mall waiting for friends, when a lady wearing a knit hat and a sweater came up to me and, shivering, said, “I’m homeless. Would you mind buying me some food?”
In that split second, everything I’d learned since kindergarten flashed through my mind. Don’t talk to strangers … Be a good citizen … People will take advantage of you … Treat others as you wish to be treated … The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return … I guess love won the debate. “Sure,” I said. “What would you like?”
She thought and then said, “I’d like to get Chinese food.” We headed upstairs. On the way she told me about when she was a teenager. She remembers taking pictures for the yearbook with her best friend. She was in the band and played basketball. She got good grades and was a good student.
She ordered soup, an egg roll, white rice, and pepper chicken. I would normally think that was a lot, but she had probably barely eaten in the last few days. I got my usual – lo mein and General Tso’s chicken.
As we ate, we got to know each other. She asked if I played any instruments. I replied that I played the violin, cello, and guitar. She told me she played the flute, piano, guitar, and violin. In the middle of our meal, I realized something. And she thought of it at exactly the same time.
“So, what’s your name?” she asked.
“I’m Claire,” I said, startled at our exact same thought. “What’s yours?”
“Joyce,” she said with a smile.
We continued talking, and she asked my favorite subjects in school and if I wanted to go to college. “Hopefully,” I replied. “I’m interested in nursing.”
“I went to college for nursing,” she said.
I was taken aback. How could we have so much in common? Was she pretending so I’d feel sympathy for her? But her eyes were genuine as she said this.
Meanwhile I was eating my lo mein, picking around the cabbage and the other vegetables. Joyce said, “If you don’t like it you can take it back.” I told her that I liked it, but was not fond of the vegetables. She broke into a big grin. “You don’t like vegetables, huh? Neither did I. But now I do.” I immediately felt guilty. How could I be picking at my food across from someone who barely gets to eat at all?
I tried my best to finish, but she seemed to sense my guilt and said, “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want it.” How could she know what I was feeling? I told her the dish was my favorite, but I just eat slowly.
She replied, “I used to like lo mein, but pepper chicken was my dad’s favorite, so I get that now.” Noticing that she used the word “was,” I assumed her dad had passed away. I found it sweet that she gave up her favorite in order to honor her dad.
She asked why I was at the mall.
“I’m waiting for friends. We’re going to see ‘The Curious Case of Benjamin Button,’” I replied, stumbling over the words a bit.
“‘The Curious Case of Benjamin Button,’” she echoed in awe. “What’s that about?” I realized that she didn’t see commercials for movies.
I explained the basic plot and she chuckled. “A man who is born 80 years old and ages backwards! That sounds interesting.”
She got up to get a to-go box. “Would you like one?” she asked, but I refused. I realized that this food would probably last her for a few days, and I was glad she had ordered a lot.
“Would you like these?” I asked, gesturing at the food I had left untouched. “Oh, no, thank you,” she said. “This is enough.” I got up to throw my tray away, feeling guilty about wasting so much.
“I need to meet my friends now,” I explained. “It was so nice to meet you, Joyce.”
“You too, Claire,” she replied with a smile. “Thank you.”
I headed to the theater, and she went back downstairs. It sounds like a perfect coincidence, but I can’t help but think that some force compelled us to meet. I kept puzzling, Why is Joyce homeless? It seems so unfair. She shouldn’t need people to buy her dinner. She was a nurse. She got good grades. She took pictures for her yearbook. She was the person I hope to be in the future. What went wrong? How could such a good life be rewarded with horrible luck?
I feel lucky to have run into Joyce. She changed my outlook. She is still a wonderful person, despite what the world has done to her. I wish her the best, and can only hope that the force that brought us together will help her find what she deserves in life.
【小题1】From the second paragraph we know that the writer _________.
| A．debated with the girl over moral issues |
| B．hates having to make a quick decision |
| C．hesitated before she decided to reach out |
| D．fell in love with the girl at the first sight |
| A．she was particular about food and also wasted so much |
| B．she was a strict vegetarian who ate very little |
| C．she didn’t order enough food for the girl |
| D．she urged the girl to take her share of food |
| A．She was a victim of high education |
| B．She actually had some kind of mental disorder |
| C．She graduated with average grades |
| D．The reason is not yet given. |
| A．They both took interest in nursing. |
| B．They were about to ask names of each other at the same time. |
| C．When Claire headed to the theater, Joyce went back downstairs. |
| D．They were both musical lovers. |
| A．she didn’t know what she was going to be until then. |
| B．this chance meeting changed her attitudes towards life in a way. |
| C．she was glad to be able to pay for someone in need. |
| D．hopefully the force that brought them together may bring good luck to Joyce. |
| A．arouse readers’ curiosity |
| B．explore social problems |
| C．teach readers a lesson |
| D．share a sweet personal story |
In 1974, after filling out fifty applications, going through four interviews, and winning one offer, I look what I could get — a teaching job at what I considered a distant wild area: western New Jersey. My characteristic optimism was alive only when I reminded myself that I would be doing what I had wanted to do since I was fourteen 一 teaching English.
School started, but I felt more and more as if I were in a foreign country. Waa this rural area really New Jersey? My students a week off when hunting season began. I was told they were also frequently absent in late October to help their fathers make hay on the farms. I was a young woman from New York City, who thought that “Make hay while the sun shines” just meant to have a good time.
But, still, I was teaching English. I worked hard, taking lime off only to eat and sleep. And then there was my sixth-grade class 一 seventeen boys and five girls who were only six yean younger than me. I had a problem long before I knew it. I was struggling in my work as a young idealistic teacher. I wanted to make literature come alive and lo promote a love of the written word. The students wanted to throw spitballs and whisper dirty words in the back of the room.
In college I had been taught that a successful educator should ignore bad behavior. So I did, confident that, as the textbook had said, the bad behavior would disappear as I gave ray students positive attention. It sounds reasonable, but the text evidently ignored the fact that humans, particularly teenagers, rarely seem reasonable. By the time ray boss, who was also ray taskmaster known to be the strictest, most demanding, most quick to fire inexperienced teachers, came into the classroom to observe me, the students exhibited very little good behavior to praise.
My boss sat in the back of the room. The boys in the class were making animal noises, hitting each other while the girls filed their nails or read magazines. I just pretended it all wasn’t happening, and went on lecturing and tried to ask some inspiring questions. My boss, sitting in the back of the room, seemed to be growing bigger and bigger. After twenty minutes he left, silently. Visions of unemployment marched before my eyes.
I felt mildly victorious that I got through the rest of class without crying, but at my next free period I had to face him. I wondered if he would let me finish out the day. I walked to his office, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
He was sitting in his chair, and he looked at me long and hard. I said nothing. All I could think of was that I was not an English teacher; I had been lying to myself, pretending that everything was fine.
When he spoke, he said simply, without accusation, “You had nothing to say to them.”
“You had nothing to say to them," he repeated. “No wonder they’re bored. Why not get to the meal of the literature and stop talking about symbolism. Talk with them, not at them. And more important, why do you ignore their bad behavior?” We talked. He named ray problems and offered solutions. We role-played. He was the bad student, and I was the forceful, yet, warm, teacher.
As the year progressed, we spent many hours discussing literature and ideas about human beings and their motivations. He helped me identify my weaknesses and my strengths. In short, he made a teacher of me by teaching me the reality of Emerson's words: “The secret to education lies in respecting the pupil.”
Fifteen years later I still drive that same winding road to the same school. Thanks to the help I received that difficult first year, the school is my home now.
55. It can be inferred from the story that in 1974 ______.
A. the writer became an optimistic person
B. the writer was very happy about her new job
C. it was rather difficult to get a job in the USA
D. it was easy to get a teaching job in New Jersey
56. According to the passage, which of the following is most probably the writer’s problem as a new teacher?
A. She had blind trust in what she learnt at college.
B. She didn’t ask experienced teachers for advice.
C. She took too much time off to eat and sleep.
D. She didn’t like teaching English literature.
57. What is the writer’s biggest worry after her taskmaster's observation of her class?
A. She might lose her teaching job.
B. She might lose her students’ respect.
C. She couldn’t teach the same class any more.
D. She couldn’t ignore her students’ bad behavior any more.
58. Which of the following gives the writer a sense of mild victory?
A. Her talk about symbolism sounded convincing.
B. Her students behaved a little better than usual.
C. She managed to finish the class without crying.
D. She was invited for a talk by her boss after class.
59. The students behaved badly in the writer's classes because ______.
A. they were eager to embarrass her
B. she didn't really understand them
C. they didn't regard her as a good teacher
D. she didn’t have a good command of English
60. The taskmaster’s attitude towards the writer after his observation of her class can be best described as ______.
A. cruel but encouraging B. fierce but forgiving
C. sincere and supportive D. angry and aggressive
It's really true what people say about English politeness: it's everywhere．When squeezing past someone in a narrow aisle, people say "sorry"．When getting off a bus, English passengers say "thank you" rather than the driver．In Germany, people would never dream of doing these things．
After all, squeezing past others sometimes can't be avoided．and the bus driver is merely doing his job．I used lo think the same way, without questioning it, until I started traveling to the British Isles and came to appreciate some more polite ways of communicating with people．
People thank each other everywhere in England, all the time．When people buy something in a shop, customer and retail assistant in most cases thank each other twice or more．In Germany, it would be exceptional to hear more than one thank you in such a conversation．British students thank their lecturers when leaving the room．English employers thank their employees for doing their jobs as opposed to Germans, who would normally think that paying their workers money is already enough．
Another thing I observed during my stay was that English people rarely criticize others．Even when I was working and mistakes were pointed out to me．my employers stressed several times but none of their explanations were intended as criticism．It has been my impression that by avoiding criticism, English people are making an effort to make others feel comfortable．This also is shown in other ways．British men still open doors for women, and British men are more likely to treat women to a meal than German men．However, 1 do need to point out here
that this applies to English men a bit more than it would to Scottish men' Yes, the latter are a bit tightfisted．
【小题1】What is the author's attitude towards English politeness?
| A．He appreciates it | B．He gives no personal opinion |
| C．He thinks it is artificial | D．He thinks it goes too far． |
| A．It's always a retail assistant who says thank you． |
| B．A customer never says thank you to a retail assistant． |
| C．They always say thank you to each other． |
D．They may say thank you only once． |
| A．are more likely to be involved in a fighting． |
| B．are not so willing to spend money for women． |
| C．are more polite than English men. |
| D．treat women in a polite way. |
| A．giving comments | B．telling stories |
| C．making comparisons | D．giving reasons |
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