I am an e-mail user．When I first started to use the e-mail system. I used to read all my e-mail．I didn’t have much mail．1 was very excited about receiving any e-mail．I gave my friends my e-mail address．Soon I had more mail than 1 wanted．Some of the mail was junk mail．1 was worried．I didn't want my mail to control me．
I've tried some methods to help me get control of my mail．First，I check my mail at the same time every day．Also I try to allow myself only 15-20 minutes every day to process my e-mail．This doesn't always work，but I try．Sometimes I save the messages．Sometimes I just read them，maybe answer a few，and then delete them．Sometimes I'm not at all interested in a message，so I don't even open it．I delete it right away．This is very much the way I go through the mail that the postal service delivers to my home．
These methods are very simple．I have some friends who are very clever with computers．From time to time，they teach me new tricks for managing my e-mail．I've also learned to transfer(转存)some messages to a disk so they don't fill up my mail files(文件夹)．Then I can read them later and maybe use them in my work．I'm still amazed at what e-mail can do for me! I'm still worried，however，about having too much to read．
【小题1】The writer used to read all his e-mail because __________.

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On the last day of his life, my dog Otto spent that morning of spring napping in the garden. This was always one of his favorite things to do, even before the days when he was too old and too weak to get out of a car by himself.
I probably would have started crying over Otto right then, if my two other little dogs hadn't suddenly raced past. Larry, who was a puppy, got knocked into Otto, then licked Otto's ear, and that got Otto excited, and Otto barked and tried to stand up again, but it was hard for him.
Soon it was time for me to drive to see Steve, our vet.
When Steve gave Otto the first shot, it made him woozy (眩晕的). Otto wandered over to where Steve and I were sitting and settled down between us. He has always liked to touch everyone in his pack, if possible, while he sleeps.
After Steve gave him the last shot and Otto stopped breathing, he didn't look like Otto anymore. He looked like an old gray-brown piece of beat-up carpet, and I suddenly realized what bad shape he'd been in for a long, long time. I wondered if he'd been in much more pain than I knew. Wondering made me feel even worse.
The week after Otto died was not good. Every morning when I walked Larry and Sticky in the neighborhood, somebody would come up and say they had heard about Otto and they were sorry. They were all Otto's friends and some of them cried. Others, like Debbie who lives on my street, reminded me about how, even at the end. Otto would stand between her twins' stroller (婴儿车) and the street when the garbage truck went by. "Like it was his job to protect them," she marveled.
Otto has left us, but his memory lives on.
60. How did the author feel when Otto was napping in the garden?
A. She felt like crying.                      B. She thought life was beautiful.
C. She found spring was wonderful.           D. She was relieved.
61. According to the passage, how did the dog die?
A. He had an accident on the street.           B. He died naturally.                 
C. He was made to die by a vet.              D. He starved.
62. What can we know about Otto?
A. He was already too old to bark.                            B. He liked people to keep him company.     C. He died a very painful death.                           D. He was protected by the neighbours.
63. We can see from the passage that Sticky is a ______.
A. cat                 B. dog              C. child             D. neighbour

Ice cream can’t cure cancer or bring back a lost love, but it can make one feel better for a while.
A bout 18 months ago, my father was in hospital recovering from a major lung operation. My mother had recently  36 , and my father had taken the loss of his partner of 55 years very hard and had lost interest in   37 . Trying to get him to  38 each day was quite a chore as he didn’t want anything. The one thing,  39 , that he would ask us to bring him was ice-cream.
One evening, to our   40 , he refused to eat the ice-cream,  41  I placed it in a staffroom freezer. A little while later, my son decided he wanted it, so I   42  it for him.  
As I passed another ward（病房）, a   43 asked, “Are there more where that came from?” When I explained the   44 , she apologized. She then said that she had cancer and could eat very little,  45   the occasional ­ice-cream.
The next evening, I decided to buy two ice-creams. On the way to Dad’s room, I stopped in at the   46  woman’s room, and   47  her the ice-cream I’d bought for her. She was   48 stunned that I had thought of her, and   49  the gift with tears in her eyes. I spoke with her for a few minutes,  50  what was happening in my family and listened to her   51  story of pain and suffering. It was apparent that she did not   52  many visitors, and the ice-cream and our short chat meant a great deal to her.
I   53  the gesture a few days later, and this time was  54 with a huge hug.
I never even thought to ask her name, and never saw her again, but it made me realize that an act of   55  can be more rewarding when you give it, rather than receive it.

Long ago in a small town, there was a place known as the House of 1,000 Mirrors. A small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit.
When he arrived, he bounced (跳) happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. He looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. To his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1,000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as his. He smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1,000 great smiles just as warm and friendly. As he left the house, he thought to himself, “This is a wonderful place. I will come back and visit often.”
In this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. He slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. When he saw the 1,000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1,000 little dogs growling back at him. As he left, he thought to himself, “This is a horrible place, and I will never go back there again.”
All the faces in the world are mirrors. What kind of reflections do you see on the faces of the people you meet? 
【小题1】Why was the first dog surprised when he entered the house?

"Hey, Dad," one of my kids asked the other day, "what was your favourite fast food when you were growing up?"
"We didn't have fast food when I was growing up," I informed him．"All the food was slow．" "Where did you eat?" "It was a place called 'at home'．" I explained．"Grandma cooked every day and when Grandpa got home from work, we sat down together at the dining table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I liked it．"
Some parents never owned their own houses, set foot on a golf course, travelled out of the country or had a credit card．
My parents have never driven me to soccer practice．This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer．I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed．We didn't have a television in our house until I was 11．I was 13 when I tasted my first pizza; it was called "pizza pie"．When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered（粘贴）itself against my chin and burned that, too．It's still the best pizza I ever had．
I delivered newspapers, six days a week ．The paper cost 7 cents, of which I got to keep 2 cents．I had to get up at 4:00 a．m．every morning．On Saturday, I had to collect the 42 cents from my customers．My favourite customers were the ones who gave me 50 cents and told me to keep the change．
If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren．
Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?
【小题1】By saying "All the food was slow", the writer implies that ____．