Kids should learn when they should call 911 because sometimes accidents happen.I will never forget the day when I first called 911.
One day I was sitting on a rock watching my mom train a horse.Suddenly, the horse kicked (踢) and she fell off the horse.She landed on the ground, rolled over, got up on her knees, and held her face in her hands.The horse ran off.
I was in a bit of shock. I shouted to my mom and asked if she was all right. She didn’t answer. Instead, she ran into the house. I was scared, but I knew my mom would want me to make sure the horse was safe. I found the horse and led him back to the barn (畜棚).
After I put him in the barn, I ran into the house.My mom did not look OK.I called 911 and told the operator what had happened.Soon an ambulance came.It drove us a short distance to where a plane was waiting to take my mom to the hospital.In the ambulance, I called my mom’s friend, who came and took me to the hospital, too.
On the way to the hospital, I was scared and started to cry.Would my mom be OK? Luckily, after five days in the hospital, she got well and came home.She said I was a brave girl.I was so happy to have her back.She was riding and training horses again after about six weeks.
1. The second paragraph mainly tells us_______.A.how the accident happened |
B.how the writer's mother trained horses |
C.how the writer felt when the accident happened |
D.what the writer was doing when the accident happened |
A.She called 911. | B.She stood there quietly. |
C.She went to find the horse. | D.She followed her into the house. |
A.never trained horses again | B.stayed in hospital for five days |
C.sold the horse that made her fall | D.didn’t allow the writer to ride horses |
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【推荐1】I have a hearing problem, so my son helped me to check in my luggage(行李) at the Dulles International Airport Washington DC. I gave a birthday-quote card pack to a check-in clerk.
Her face was lighted up with a smile, thanking me. It was my first time at the Washington DC airport, so my son asked for a wheelchair to make sure I found the boarding gate. The check-in clerk came out from behind the counter(柜台) and requested my wheelchair from the lady managing it. I was thankful for what they did for me.
The gate was not an easy find for me. My son made the right decision to have the wheelchair. I was greatly thankful for his love and care for me. At the security check, they let me pass with my watch, belt and shoes on.
At the boarding gate, I said that I have a hearing problem and asked an airport official to let me know when my turn to board arrived. Immediately, she helped me to board the plane. I was thankful to her.
On the plane, the middle seat next to me was empty. The lady seated near the window was trying to sleep. I gave up my seat so that she could sleep comfortably. I took the seat in the first row of the section where there was plenty of leg room and no other passenger seated next to me. Kindness paid me back.
On the plane, a little girl dropped a colour pen. I picked it up and gave it to her. Later on, while she was sleeping, she dropped her pillow(枕头) several times, and I put it near her. I try to be of use to those around me, even though I am a bit disabled myself and sometimes even need others’ help.
1. Why did the author’s son help her board the plane?A.She carried too many things. | B.She had a problem with communication. |
C.She was too old to walk alone. | D.She travelled by air for the first time. |
A.Brave. | B.Honest. | C.Thoughtful. | D.Hardworking. |
A.Remind her when her boarding time came. | B.Return the wheelchair to the counter. |
C.Find a comfortable seat for her. | D.Push her to the plane in the wheelchair. |
A.To please her. | B.To protect her. | C.To look after her. | D.To play with her. |
【推荐2】In the summer between my first year and second year in college, I was invited to be an instructor at a high school camp. On the first day, when we were dancing and playing games, I noticed a boy under the tree who was small and thin. His shyness made him appear weak. I walked towards him, introduced myself and invited him to join in the activities and meet some new people. He quietly replied, "No, I really don't want to do this." I could understand that he was in a new world but I knew it wouldn't be right to force him, either. Actually, the boy didn't need a close talk but a friend.
At lunch the next day, I was leading camp songs when 1 saw the boy under the tree sitting alone. I tried again with the same invitation, but he refused once again. That evening I was told the boy's name was Tommy. Then I asked the campers to pay special attention to the boy and spend time with him when they could.
The days went by and the time came when we had to leave. We held a big, warm party to celebrate the closing of the camp. All the campers shared their wonderful moments. To my surprise. 1 found the boy from under the tree dancing joyfully with two girls. I couldn't believe it was the same person.
In October of my second year, I received a phone call from Tommy's mother. She told me that Tommy was hit by a car and killed. I offered my deep sadness. The mother said: “'Tommy mentioned you so many times. I want you to know that he went back to school and made new friends with confidence. You made a difference for Tommy during his last months.”
At that moment, I realized how easy it was to give a bit of yourself every day. You may never know how much each gesture may mean to someone else. I hope that everyone can pay attention to their own “boy under the tree”.
1. Before the writer came to the high school summer camp,he was a (n) _______.A.instructor | B.camper | C.student | D.reporter |
A.Once | B.Twice | C.Three times | D.Many times |
①The boy danced joyfully with two girls.
②The boy went back to school and made new friends.
③The boy refused to join in the activities.
④The boy's mother made a phone call to the writer.
A.①②③④ | B.②③①④ | C.③①②④ | D.④③②① |
A.thankful | B.helpful | C.faithful(忠实的) | D.harmful |
【推荐3】Another person’s enthusiasm(热情)was what set me moving toward the success I have achieved. That person was my stepmother.
I was nine years old when she entered our home in the countryside of Virginia. My father introduced me to her with these words: “I would like you to meet the fellow who is well known for being the worst boy in this county and will probably start throwing rocks at you no later than tomorrow morning.”
My stepmother walked over to me, raised my head slightly upward, and looked at me right in the eye. Then she looked at my father and replied, “You are wrong. This is not the worst boy at all, but the smartest one who hasn’t yet found a way to give out his enthusiasm.”
That statement began a friendship between us. No one had ever called me smart, My family and neighbors had built me up in my mind as a bad boy. My stepmother changed all that.
She changed many things. She persuaded my father to go to a dental school, from which he graduated with honors. She moved our family into the county seat, where my father’s career could be more successful and my brother and I could be better educated.
When I turned fourteen, she bought me a secondhand typewriter and told me that she believed that I could become a writer. I knew her enthusiasm, and I saw how it had already improved our lives. I accepted her belief and began to write for local newspapers and finally reached the goal she set for me. I wasn’t the only beneficiary. My father became the wealthiest man in town. My brother and stepbrothers became a physician, a dentist, a lawyer, and a college president.
1. What does the author mean by “I wasn’t the only beneficiary”?A.His stepmother bought typewriters for other family members, too. |
B.Not only he but also his family gained from his stepmother’s enthusiasm. |
C.Other family members’ enthusiasm has great effects on his stepmother. |
D.There were other boys who behaved as badly as he did. |
A.his father had been away from home for a long time |
B.people had noticed his intelligence |
C.he knew how to release his enthusiasm properly |
D.he was considered a rude boy with wild behaviors |
A.giving some writing lessons to him at home |
B.moving the family into the centre of the county |
C.planning the future for each family member |
D.praising him from the bottom of her heart |
A.Enthusiasm, a Source of Authority |
B.Enthusiasm, a Gift from my Father |
C.Enthusiasm, a Trend in Families |
D.Enthusiasm, a Power for Success |
【推荐1】A young couple decided to get married. As the big day drew nearer and nearer, they both grew nervous because each of them had a problem. The bridegroom decided to ask his father for advice. “Dad,” he said, “I love Lily very much, but I have very smelly feet, so I’m afraid that she will not put up with them.” His father said,“All you have to do is wash your feet as often as possible, and you should always wear socks, even when you go to bed.” Well, it seemed a workable solution, the young man thought.
The young woman turned to her mother. “Mom,” she said, “My morning breath is so bad that I’m afraid my new husband will not want to live in the same room with me. I love him. I can’t live without him.” Her mother said, “In the morning, get straight out of bed when you wake up, and head for the bathroom and brush your teeth. Don’t say any word before you brush your teeth.” The young woman followed her mother’s advice.
They were finally married in a wonderful ceremony (仪式). Not forgetting the advice each had received, they carefully spent every day. The husband wore his socks every night and the wife kept her mornings silent; they did quite well until about a month later. Just before dawn (黎明), the husband woke only to find that one of his socks was gone! Thinking of the terrible result, he felt frightened at once. He jumped up and began to search the bed for his sock in a hurry. Of course, this made the wife woken. Without thinking, the wife asked, “What on earth are you doing?” The husband stopped in surprise, and then he cried, “Oh, no! You must have swallowed (吞) my sock!”
1. What troubled the young man before he got married?A.His feet had an unpleasant smell. | B.He was unprepared for the big day. |
C.He was too poor to marry the girl. | D.His habit was too bad to be known. |
A.Because he forgot to wear the socks. | B.Because one of his socks was missing. |
C.Because his wife might find the truth. | D.Because it would disappoint his father. |
A.his wife was very hungry in the morning | B.his wife often dreamed of eating things |
C.he wanted to have his wife buy new socks | D.he found his wife’s breath very smelly |
A.The wife would leave the husband soon. | B.The couple would tell each other the truth. |
C.The husband would buy a new pair of socks. | D.The couple’s parents would help find the sock. |
【推荐2】I still remember a lovely girl, though I don’t know her name.
We met in the Children’s Hospital.I was 11. I was born with a hole in my heart. So was the fiveyearold girl in the bed beside me.We were both recovering from the same operation.Because I was older and wiser, I thought it was my job to look after her. “Do you want to hear a story?” I asked her one afternoon.“Great!” she said.
It was so easy to make her happy.She seemed always to be smiling or singing songs.
Life wasn’t fair. She passed away. My recovery went well. “You’re really lucky”,a nurse told me.“But how come my operation was so easy and hers wasn’t?” I asked.“Easy?” my dad said. “David, your operation wasn’t easy at all. We thought we were going to lose you. For two weeks after your operation, many things could go wrong. You’re really lucky. When you were in the coma (昏迷) , she used to come over to your bed and sing to you. She was watching over you.” my dad said.
My surgery scars (手术疤痕)are hidden under my shirt along with the memory of that kind little girl. She will be at my side like a small angel. I am old and wise enough now to know that I have an angel watching over me whenever life is fair or unfair.
1. Why did the writer look after the little girl?A.He thought it was his duty. |
B.Her parents were busy. |
C.She wanted to hear stories. |
D.She was his best friend. |
A.Shy. | B.Positive. |
C.Careless. | D.Humorous. |
A.He stayed in hospital for a short time. |
B.It was easy for him to recover from illness. |
C.A nurse in the hospital said he was unlucky. |
D.He treasures the memory of that little girl. |
A.Her death. | B.Her dance. |
C.Her kindness. | D.Her growth. |
【推荐3】When I was younger, I always knew my parents had trouble with money. We would go to yard sales all the time, buy everyday supplies and work at and eat at a soup kitchen 4 nights a week.
One day, a new man walked into the soup kitchen and asked me what my name was. As I told him my name was Angela, my mom handed me the soup ladle and hair net to start work. After that, I couldn’t find the strange man again. I searched everywhere and even asked others in the kitchen if they had seen him. My mom thought I was going crazy, saying there was no one with me when she came to me. She said I had been sitting alone and that it seemed I was talking to myself. Later that night, my mom was crying. I asked her why and she told me the rent on our apartment had gone up and that my grandma had died. She didn’t know how she was going to pay for the funeral and the rent. I promised her I would help pick up small items after she made as much money as possible.
Once we got into the apartment building, she asked me to grab the mail in the mail room. I went and only found one single envelope. A familiar man called me back saying I probably left something in our mailbox. I reached in and pulled out a huge manila envelope that looked bulky, but I couldn’t tell what was in it. I brought the envelopes up to my mom. She opened the first one and found our first super expensive rent bill. She then walked into her room, saying she couldn’t handle to open the other one. I looked at the second envelope and saw this:
“Dear Angela and Family. Love, Your Friend.” My mom ripped the envelope open, tears streaming down her face. She emptied the contents onto the bed. I brought a hand to my face, wiping away multiple tears. There on the bed were countless checks, all addressed to my mom.
I had a feeling that I knew who had sent it, but didn’t want to tell my mom—my friend from the soup kitchen.
1. What do we know about the author’s family?A.They were out of work. |
B.They had trouble with their life. |
C.They made a living by selling cheap goods. |
D.They had to live in the soup kitchen because of poverty. |
A.Increase. | B.Clean up. |
C.Acquire. | D.Lift up. |
A.Mysterious. | B.Luxurious. |
C.Generous. | D.Responsible. |
A.To remember a friend. |
B.To introduce a new movie. |
C.To share an interesting experience. |
D.To show his gratitude to a stranger. |