Once again, I was in a new school. So was a girl in my class named Lisa. That’s where the similarities ended.
I was tall and she was small. My thick black hair had been recently cut short into an untidy style. Her natural blonde hair flowed to her waist and looked great. I was 12 and one of the oldest in the class while she was 11 and the youngest. I was awkward and shy. She wasn’t. I couldn’t stand her, considering her my enemy. But she liked me and wanted to be friends.
One day, she invited me over and I said yes—I was too shocked to answer any other way. My family had moved six times in six years, and I had never managed to develop any friendships. But this girl who wore the latest fashions wanted me to go home with her after school.
She lived in a fun part of town that had two pizza places, an all-right bookstore, a movie theater and a park. As we walked from the school bus stop through her neighborhood, I tried to guess which house might be hers. Was it the white one with the perfect lawn or the three –story house with a front porch? I got very surprised when she led me into an old apartment building. She lived on the fourth floor in a two-room place with her mother, her stepfather, her two brothers and her sister.
When we got into the room she shared with her sister, she took out a big case of Barbies, which was my next surprise. I had never played with them. We sat on the floor, laughing as we made up crazy stories about the Barbies. We found out that we both wanted to be writers when we were older and both had wild imaginations. We had a great day that afternoon .
Lisa was loved by the whole neighborhood. The bookstore owners lent her fashion magazines; the movie theater gave her free tickets…. Soon I was included in her magic world. We slept over at each other’s houses and spent every free moment together.
Lisa, my first real friend since childhood, helped me get through the rough years of early adolescence and taught me an amazing and very surprising thing about making friends: your worst enemy can turn out to be your best friend.
【小题1】The writer and Lisa were similar in the way that          .

Once again, I was in a new school. So was a girl in my class named Lisa. That’s where the similarities ended.

I was tall and she was small. My thick black hair had been recently cut short into an untidy style. Her natural blonde hair flowed to her waist and looked great. I was 12 and one of the oldest in the class while she was 11 and the youngest. I was awkward and shy. She wasn’t. I couldn’t stand her, considering her my enemy. But she liked me and wanted to be friends.

One day, she invited me over and I said yes—I was too shocked to answer any other way. My family had moved six times in six years, and I had never managed to develop any friendships. But this girl who wore the latest fashions wanted me to go home with her after school.

She lived in a fun part of town that had two pizza places, an all-right bookstore, a movie theater and a park. As we walked from the school bus stop through her neighborhood, I tried to guess which house might be hers. Was it the white one with the perfect lawn or the three –story house with a front porch? I got very surprised when she led me into an old apartment building. She lived on the fourth floor in a two-room place with her mother, her stepfather, her two brothers and her sister.

When we got into the room she shared with her sister, she took out a big case of Barbies, which was my next surprise. I had never played with them. We sat on the floor, laughing as we made up crazy stories about the Barbies. We found out that we both wanted to be writers when we were older and both had wild imaginations. We had a great day that afternoon .

Lisa was loved by the whole neighborhood. The bookstore owners lent her fashion magazines; the movie theater gave her free tickets…. Soon I was included in her magic world. We slept over at each other’s houses and spent every free moment together.

Lisa, my first real friend since childhood, helped me get through the rough years of early adolescence and taught me an amazing and very surprising thing about making friends: your worst enemy can turn out to be your best friend.

1.The writer and Lisa were similar in the way that          .

A．they were both new students

B．they had the same hair styles

C．they were both tall

D．they were of the same age

2.One day Lisa invited the writer         .

A．to go to the movie

B．to go to walk in a park

C．to go to her home

D．to go to a pizza place

3.In the passage the writer described Lisa as a girl who was       .

A．friendly and lovely                      B．rich and happy

C．quiet and lonely                        D．awkward and shy

4.Which of the following did the writer learn from Lisa?

A．How to make up stories.                  B．How to deal with enemies.

C．How to live a better life.                  D．How to make friends.

Once again, I was in a new school. So was a girl in my class named Lisa. That’s where the similarities ended.

I was tall and she was small. My thick black hair had been recently cut short into an untidy style. Her natural blonde hair flowed to her waist and looked great. I was 12 and one of the oldest in the class while she was 11 and the youngest. I was awkward and shy. She wasn’t. I couldn’t stand her, considering her my enemy. But she liked me and wanted to be friends.

One day, she invited me over and I said yes—I was too shocked to answer any other way. My family had moved six times in six years, and I had never managed to develop any friendships. But this girl who wore the latest fashions wanted me to go home with her after school..

She lived in a fun part of town that had two pizza places, an all-right bookstore, a movie theater and a park. As we walked from the school bus stop through her neighborhood, I tried to guess which house might be hers. Was it the white one with the perfect lawn or the three –story house with a front porch? I got very surprised when she led me into an old apartment building. She lived on the fourth floor in a two-room place with her mother, her stepfather, her two brothers and her sister.

When we got into the room she shared with her sister, she took out a big case of Barbies, which was my next surprise. I had never played with them. We sat on the floor, laughing as we made up crazy stories about the Barbies. We found out that we both wanted to be writers when we were older and both had wild imaginations. We had a great day that afternoon.

Lisa was loved by the whole neighborhood. The bookstore owners lent her fashion magazines; the movie theater gave her free tickets…. Soon I was included in her magic world. We slept over at each other’s houses and spent every free moment together.

Lisa, my first real friend since childhood, helped me get through the rough years of early adolescence and taught me an amazing and very surprising thing about making friends: your worst enemy can turn out to be your best friend.

1．The writer and Lisa were similar in the way that           .

        A．they were both tall      B．they had the same hair styles

         C．they were both new students       D．they were of the same age

2．One day Lisa invited the writer          .

       A．to go to the movie   B．to go to walk in a park

       C．to go to her home    D．to go to a pizza place

3．In the passage the writer described Lisa as a girl who was        .

       A．friendly and lovely         B．rich and happy

       C．quiet and lonely              D．awkward and shy

4．Which of the following did the writer learn from Lisa?

      A．How to make up stories.  B．How to deal with enemies.

       C．How to live a better life. D．How to make friends.

It was my first day at school.I felt nervous and scared.

I went to all my classes with no friends.It felt like no one cared.

I listened anxiously to all the lessons and waited for lunch break at one.Then finally the bell rang.It was time to talk and have fun.

In the lunch line I met a new friend who wore a hijab (穆斯林女性戴的面纱) on her head，and though I am Jewish，we got along fine，and I was so relieved (如释重负的) when she said，“Sit with us，at our table.” She pointed to the one next to the door.

So I agreed，and took my tray (托盘) and was about to walk with her across the floor，when suddenly I heard “Hey，I saw you on the bus，” said a tall girl in a long skirt.“I see your Jewish star necklace.You should sit with us.”

At that moment I looked around，and that’s when I noticed，to my surprise，the nations of the world，separating themselves.That’s what I saw through my own eyes.

The Spanish only sat with the Spanish，the Hindus only with the Hindus，the Russians always with the Russians，and never the Arabs with the Jews.

I saw the reason why war gets started.Everyone sticks to their own kind.The_lunchroom_was_a_map_of_the_world.Why was everyone so blind?

And so I turned down this girl，and went with the first，and these was no enmity (敌意)．I built a bridge between two worlds when I sat with those different from me.

46．Which of the following can best describe the Jewish girl’s feelings on her first day at school?

A．Interested and happy.                            B．Strange and careless.

C．Frightened and nervous.                        D．Surprised and excited.

47．From the underlined sentence in Paragraph 8，we can know that________.

A．there is a map of world on the wall of the lunchroom

B．the students from different nations will make a map of the world

C．the students from different nations sit within their own kind

D．the lunchroom was designed to look like a map of the world

48．Who did the Jewish girl turn down?

A．The girl who wore a hijab on her head.

B．The tall girl in a long skirt.

C．The friends from other class.

D．Everyone in the lunchroom.

49．Which of the following is wrong?

A．I felt no one cared about me in the class.

B．All the students were of the same nationality.

C．There were often wars in this district (地区)．

D．I agreed with the girl and sat together with her.

50．The purpose of the passage is probably to________.

A．call on more understanding to the Jewish

B．introduce an international school for Jewish children

C．call on more communication between nations

D．describe the Jewish girl’s new school life