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阅读下面短文,掌握其大意,然后从36—55各题所给的四个选项(A、B、C和D)中,选出最佳选项,并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
In college I had a part-time job at a shop downtown that sold doughnuts(a kind of cake) and coffee. The small shop, 36 on a block where a dozen buses stopped, it provided food to people who had a few minutes to wait for their 37 .
I 38 coffee in takeout cups and patiently waited on customers who’d point through the glass case and say, “No, not that one, the one two rows over.”
Every afternoon around four o’clock, a group of school children would burst 39 the shop. Adults would glance in, see the crowd and 40 on. I didn’t 41 if the kids waited for the bus in the shop.
I came to know them pretty well. The girls would talk about school. The boys were more quiet, choosing not to 42 their secrets, but still, they’d wait every day in the store 43 their bus came.
Sometimes I'd hand out bus fare (车费) when a ticket went 44 — always repaid the next day.When ii snowed, the kids and I would wait 45 for a very late bus.They'd call their parents to let them know they were okay.At _ closing time I wouldn't 46 the door, and the kids and I would wait in the warm store until their bus finally arrived.
I 47 a lot of doughnuts on snowy days.I enjoyed my pals (伙伴), but it never 48 to me that I played an important part in their lives—until one Saturday afternoon when a serious-looking man came into the store and asked if I was the girl who worked weekdays around four o'clock.I 49 it was true, and he introduced himself 50 the father of two of my favorites—a brother and sister team.
"I want you know I appreciate what you do for my children.I 51 about them having to take two buses to get home.It 52 a lot that they can wait here and you are keeping an eye on them."
I told him it wasn't a big 53 .that I enjoyed the kids.
"No, you don't understand.When they're with the doughnuts lady, I know they're 54 .It is a big deal.And I'm grateful."
So I was the Doughnuts lady.I not only had received a 55 .I had become a landmark.
A.existed B.located C.lied D.stood
A.ride B.train C.passengers D.cars
A.tasted B.had C.made D.poured
A.into B.out C.for D.along
A.go B.come C.pass D.pull
A.consider B.mind C.think D.realize
A.hear B.notice C.share D.show
A.when B.before C.after D.until
A.stealing B.disappearing C.missing D.remaining
A.happily B.anxiously C.sadly D.bravely
A.lock B.open C.watch D.keep
A.ate up B.gave away C.let out D.sent away
A.stuck B.reminded C.moved D.occurred
A.admitted B.talked C.guessed D.refused
A.for B.to C.as D.like
A.care B.worry C.frighten D.wonder
A.means B.takes C.has D.gives
A.pride B.pleasure C.deal D.help
A.controlled B.behaved C.alive D.safe
A.word B.title C.prize D.award
As I sat beside the window of our classroom that afternoon, my heart sank further with each passing car. This was a day I’d looked forward to for weeks: Miss Pace’s fourth-grade, end-of-the-year party. I had happily volunteered my mother when Miss Pace looked for cookie volunteers. Mom’s chocolate chips were well-known, and I knew they’d be a hit with my classmates. But two o’clock passed, and there was no sign of her. Most of the other mothers had already come and gone, dropping off their sweet offerings. The three o’clock bell soon took me away from my thoughts and I took my book bag from my desk. I decided I would slam the front door, and refuse to return her hug.
But when I arrived, she wasn’t at home. I was lying face-down on my bed upstairs when I heard her come through the front door. “Robbie,” she called out a bit urgently. “Where are you?” I could then hear her rushing anxiously from room to room, wondering where I could be. I remained silent. Coming through the door, she said: “I’m so sorry, honey,” she said. “I just forgot. I got busy and forgot.” Then my mother did something completely unexpected. She began to laugh! How could she laugh at a time like this? I rolled over and faced her, ready to let her see my rage (愤怒). But my mother wasn’t laughing at all. She was crying. “I’m so sorry,” she said. “I let you down. I let my little boy down.”
I was moved by her tears. I tried to remember her kind words from times past when I’d skinned knees or cut myself, times when she knew just the right thing to say. “It’s okay, Mom. We didn’t even need those cookies. There was plenty of stuff to eat. Don’t cry. It’s all right. Really.” We didn’t say another word. We just held each other. When we came to the point where I would usually pull away, I decided that, this time, I could hold on, perhaps, just a little bit longer.
【小题1】The author was pretty down because ________.
A.he couldn’t go to the party he had been looking forward to |
B.his mother didn’t turn up at the party as she had promised |
C.his mother had refused to make chocolate chips for the party |
D.the cookies his mom made was not popular at the party |
A.he was so angry that he slammed the front door. |
B.he was silent and refused to return his mother’s hug. |
C.he rushed from room to room looking for his mother. |
D.he was so disappointed that he couldn’t express his anger to his mother. |
A.the mother didn’t get to the party because of the traffic jam |
B.the mother was sorry for her absence and laughed at herself |
C.the author was a caring and thoughtful boy |
D.the author was overcome with anger |
A.it is silly to be angry with your family |
B.everybody should keep his or her promises |
C.true love is based on understanding |
D.understanding how to comfort people in low spirits is a true skill |
As I sat beside the window of our classroom that afternoon, my heart sank further with each passing car. This was a day I’d looked forward to for weeks: Miss Pace’s fourth-grade, end-of-the-year party.
I had happily volunteered my mother when Miss Pace looked for cookie volunteers. Mom’s chocolate chips were well-known, and I knew they’d be a hit with my classmates. But two o’clock passed, and there was no sign of her. Most of the other mothers had already come and gone, dropping off their sweet offerings.
The three o’clock bell soon took me away from my thoughts and I took my book bag from my desk.
I decided I would slam the front door, and refuse to return her hug. But when I arrived, she wasn’t at home.
I was lying face-down on my bed upstairs when I heard her come through the front door.
“Robbie,” she called out a bit urgently. “Where are you?”
I could then hear her rushing anxiously from room to room, wondering where I could be. I remained silent.
Coming through the door, she said: “I’m so sorry, honey,” she said. “I just forgot. I got busy and forgot.”
Then my mother did something completely unexpected. She began to laugh! How could she laugh at a time like this? I rolled over and faced her, ready to let her see my rage (愤怒).
But my mother wasn’t laughing at all. She was crying. “I’m so sorry,” she said. “I let you down. I let my little boy down.”
I was moved by her tears.
I tried to remember her kind words from times past when I’d skinned knees or cut myself, times when she knew just the right thing to say.
“It’s okay, Mom. We didn’t even need those cookies. There was plenty of stuff to eat. Don’t cry. It’s all right. Really.”
We didn’t say another word. We just held each other. When we came to the point where I would usually pull away, I decided that, this time, I could hold on, perhaps, just a little bit longer.
1.. The author was pretty down because ______.
A. he couldn’t go to the party he had been looking forward to
B. his mother didn’t turn up at the party as she had promised
C. his mother had refused to make chocolate chips for the party
D. the cookies his mom made was not popular at the party
2.. When the author returned home, ______.
A. he was so angry that he slammed the front door
B. he was silent and refused to return his mother’s hug
C. he rushed from room to room looking for his mother
D. he was disappointed that he couldn’t express his anger to his mother
3.. We can tell from the story that _____.
A. the mother didn’t get to the party because of the traffic jam
B. the mother was sorry for her absence and laughed at herself
C. the author was a caring and thoughtful boy
D. the author was overcome with anger
4.. The article expresses the message that ______.
A. it is silly to be angry with your family
B. everybody should keep his or her promises
C. true love is based on understanding
D. understanding how to comfort people in low spirits is a true skill
As I sat beside the window of our classroom that afternoon, my heart sank further with each passing car. This was a day I’d looked forward to for weeks: Miss Pace’s fourth-grade, end-of-the-year party.
I had happily volunteered my mother when Miss Pace looked for cookie volunteers. Mom’s chocolate chips were well-known, and I knew they’d be a hit with my classmates. But two o’clock passed, and there was no sign of her. Most of the other mothers had already come and gone, dropping off their sweet offerings.
The three o’clock bell soon took me away from my thoughts and I took my book bag from my desk.
I decided I would slam the front door, and refuse to return her hug. But when I arrived, she wasn’t at home.
I was lying face-down on my bed upstairs when I heard her come through the front door.
“Robbie,” she called out a bit urgently. “Where are you?”
I could then hear her rushing anxiously from room to room, wondering where I could be. I remained silent.
Coming through the door, she said: “I’m so sorry, honey,” she said. “I just forgot. I got busy and forgot.”
Then my mother did something completely unexpected. She began to laugh! How could she laugh at a time like this? I rolled over and faced her, ready to let her see my rage (愤怒).
But my mother wasn’t laughing at all. She was crying. “I’m so sorry,” she said. “I let you down. I let my little boy down.”
I was moved by her tears.
I tried to remember her kind words from times past when I’d skinned knees or cut myself, times when she knew just the right thing to say.
“It’s okay, Mom. We didn’t even need those cookies. There was plenty of stuff to eat. Don’t cry. It’s all right. Really.”
We didn’t say another word. We just held each other. When we came to the point where I would usually pull away, I decided that, this time, I could hold on, perhaps, just a little bit longer.
【小题1】. The author was pretty down because ______.
A.he couldn’t go to the party he had been looking forward to |
B.his mother didn’t turn up at the party as she had promised |
C.his mother had refused to make chocolate chips for the party |
D.the cookies his mom made was not popular at the party |
A.he was so angry that he slammed the front door |
B.he was silent and refused to return his mother’s hug |
C.he rushed from room to room looking for his mother |
D.he was disappointed that he couldn’t express his anger to his mother |
A.the mother didn’t get to the party because of the traffic jam |
B.the mother was sorry for her absence and laughed at herself |
C.the author was a caring and thoughtful boy |
D.the author was overcome with anger |
A.it is silly to be angry with your family |
B.everybody should keep his or her promises |
C.true love is based on understanding |
D.understanding how to comfort people in low spirits is a true skill |
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