There are lots of funny stories in my childhood .The first one that  16  my mind is the story of my first camera. It happened 20 years ago . Just when I was ready to go to school , my grandmother  17  me a new camera from the supermarket as a present . Even if my mother wasn’t too happy about what I had  18  , I asked my father if I could take my camera to my  19   so that I could take pictures with my classmates . He agreed and show me how it  20  . It was very easy.
At school I showed it to all my  21  and we took a lot of pictures,  22  they were not too great . The photo with my friends was the worst as I didn’t took Tom’s head ; instead I  23  his sandwich . The boys were interested in my camera ,   24  Daniel who said he had a  25  one with a flashlight . He explained to us that the flashlight helped to take pictures in the  26  but I accused(指责)him of being a liar . Like all boys we started fighting .  27  ,our teacher separated us .After explaining to him the reason of the fight , I   28  him not to take my camera away.
When my parents knew what had happened , they weren’t glad . My mother punished me for being 29   . She took the camera in order to   30  further problems , telling me that for a boy like me the camera was not a good  31   to play with.
To make her  32  about the fight , I took a picture with her and Dad with the film left . In a couple of days Dad  33  the films and brought the photos home , saying I wasn’t good at taking pictures at all . I got  34  and argued that we all learnt from our   35  .

I will never forget the year I was about twelve years old. My mother told us that we would not be  1 Christmas gifts because there was not enough money. I felt sad and thought, “What would I say when the other kids asked what I’d  2  ?” Just when I started to  3  that there would not be a Christmas that year, three women  4  at our house with gifts for all of us. For me they brought a doll. I felt such a sense of  5  that I would no longer have to be embarrassed when I returned to school. I wasn’t  6  . Somebody had thought enough of me to bring me a gift. 
Years later, when I stood in the kitchen of my new house, thinking how I wanted to make my  7  Christmas there special and memorable, I  8  remembered the women’s visit. I decided that I wanted to create that same feeling of  9  for as many children as I could possibly reach.
So I  10 a plan and gathered forty people from my company to help. We gathered about 125 orphans (孤儿) at the Christmas party. For every child, we wrapped colorful packages filled with toys, clothes, and school supplies,  11 with a child’s name. We wanted all of them to know they were special. Before I called out their names and handed them their gifts, I   12 them that they couldn’t open their presents until every child had come forward. Finally the   13 they had been waiting for came as I called out, “One, two, three. Open your presents!” As the children opened their packages, their faces beamed and their bright smiles   14 up the room. The   15  in the room was obvious, and it wasn’t just about toys. It was a feeling –the feeling I knew from that Christmas so long ago when the women came to visit. I wasn’t forgotten. Somebody thought of me. I matter. 

A well-dressed man entered a famous jewelry shop. He explained that he wished to buy a pearl for his wife’ s birthday. The price didn’t matter, since business had been very good for him that year. After examining a nice black one that costs $5, 000, he paid for the pearl in cash, shook hands with the jeweler, and left.

   A few days later the man returned and said that his wife liked the pearl so much that she wanted another one just like it. It had to be exactly the same size and quality as she wanted a pair of earrings made. "Can you give me any advice on how to get such a pearl?" said the man. The jeweler regretfully replied, "I would say it’s exactly impossible to find one exactly like that pearl."

   The rich man insisted that the jeweler advertise in the newspapers, offering $25,000 for the matching pearl. Many people answered the advertisement but nobody had a pearl that was just right.

   Just when the jeweler had given up hope, a little old lady came into his store. To his great surprise, she pulled the perfect pearl from her purse." " I don’t like to part with it." she said sadly,  I got it from my mother, and ,my mother  got it from her’ s. But I really need the money.

   The jeweler was quickly to pay her before she changed her mind .Then he called the rich man’s hotel to tell him the good news .The man ,however ,was nowhere to be found.

1.The man said he wanted to buy a pearl for _____ .

A. his wife      B. his mother-in-law    C. his own mother     D. no one

2.He paid $5,000 for the black pearl without bargaining (讨价还价) because______.

A. he was very rich.

B. he wanted to make the jeweler believe him

C. he was anxious to get it

D. his business had been successful

3. He told the jeweler to get him another pearl that must be______.

A. exactly the same size as the black one

B. exactly the same quality as the black one

C. worth more than $25,000

D. exactly as big and nice as the black one

4. Many people answer the advertisement because they wanted______.

A. to see the perfect pearl

B. to buy some beautiful pearl too

C. to get in touch with the rich man

D. to sell their own pearl at a high price

5.The jeweler couldn’t find the man anywhere because ______.

A. he died suddenly

B. he happened to be out

C. he got $20,000 by cheating and had run away with the money

D. he wouldn’t show up until the jeweler called him a second time

I will never forget the year I was about twelve years old. My mother told us that we would not be _36_ Christmas gifts because there was not enough money. I felt sad and thought, “What would I say when the other kids asked what I’d  37 ?” Just when I started to  38 that there would not be a Christmas that year, three women  39 at our house with gifts for all of us. For me they brought a doll. I felt such a sense of  40  that I would no longer have to be embarrassed when I returned to school. I wasn’t  41 . Somebody had thought  42 of me to bring me a gift. 
Years later, when I stood in the kitchen of my new house, thinking how I wanted to make my  43 Christmas there special and memorable, I  44  remembered the women’s visit. I decided that I wanted to create that same feeling of 45  for as many children as I could possibly reach.
So I  46  a plan and gathered forty people from my company to help. We gathered about 125 orphans (孤儿) at the Christmas party. For every child, we wrapped colorful packages filled with toys, clothes, and school supplies,  47 with a child’s name. We wanted all of them to know they were  48 . Before I called out their names and handed them their gifts, I   49  them that they couldn’t open their presents  50  every child had come forward. Finally the  51  they had been waiting for came as I called out, “One, two, three. Open your presents!” As the children opened their packages, their faces beamed and their bright smiles  52 up the room. The  53  in the room was obvious, and  54  wasn’t just about toys. It was a feeling –the feeling I knew  55  that Christmas so long ago when the women came to visit. I wasn’t forgotten. Somebody thought of me. I matter. 

---When did you arrive here?

---Just ______when you left.

A. in the same morning              B. on the night

C. at the night                      D. on very afternoon