Betty：It' s Tony's birthday on Saturday．We usually send him a birthday card．

Lingling：Let' s send him a birthday card．And we often make a cake for his birthday．

   Betty：Yes．Let's make a cake．He loves cakes．

Daming：OK, and what about a birthday present?

Lingling：Let's give him a computer game．

   Betty：No, he never plays computer games．He often listens to music．Let' s give him a CD．

Lingling：He often watches football．Let's go to a football match on Saturday．

Daming：No, we usually play basketball on Saturday, and we always go to a football match on Sunday．

  Betty：OK, let' s have a birthday party．

Darning：A birthday party! That' s a great idea! Tony always likes parties!

1．Tony' s birthday is on_________________________．

      A．Saturday               B．Sunday                 C．Tuesday

2．Does Tony like cakes?

     A．Yes, he does         B．No, he doesn't      C．We don' t know

3．________________usually play basketball on Saturday with Tony．

     A．Betty               B．Daming            C．Lingling

4．Tony never_________________________

      A．plays computer games

B．listens to music  

C．goes to a football match

5．____________________has a great idea，having a birthday party．

      A．Daming              B．Lingling            C．Betty

I live with my grandmother in a Beijing yard house. One day last year, I was surprised to see a big foreigner coming out of the house next door to ours. He was very tall with short brown hair and a pair of glasses.
The first time I saw him, I was too shy to speak to him. “My English is too poor!” I thought. My grandmother told me that he had just moved into our yard. “I don’t like it!” she said. “Foreigners aren’t like us. Maybe he’ll play loud music and parties every night! I’m sure he’s going to cause trouble.”
Several days later, I met the foreigner as I was walking home after work. “Hello!” he said (in Chinese！). “My name’s Tony. I’ve just moved into the house next door to yours.” While I was wondering what to say, he continued, “There’s a nice bar down the road. Why don’t you and your family come and have dinner with me?” “Bars are bad places,” said my grandmother when I told her, but we decided to go.
The bar was not at all what I had expected. It was in a beautiful little yard house, with several large bookshelves and pictures of Tibet on the walls. Several Chinese people and foreigners were sitting drinking or reading books. I noticed that some of the foreigners were speaking Chinese in a low voice to each other! “Oh, what a civilized place!” my grandmother exclaimed.
The bar served special “hutong pizzas”. As we ate, Tony told us about himself-he is an English expert in environment. He always likes to be quiet. My grandmother said to me, “He really seems like a very nice young man.”
【小题1】When the writer first saw the foreigners, she______.