What are your favorite stories you learned as a child? What stories do you hope your loved ones will tell about you when you aren’t around?
Storytellers were once known as “liars”. This was not to say their stories weren’t true. But they were often exaggerated in colorful ways that brought a story to life.
I grew up in a family of “liars”. They all told stories. And I grew up to earn my living by writing stories. The stories I write about my family are always true. But I can’t always be sure of every detail, so I rely on imagination to fill in the gaps.
My grandmother’s stories changed a bit each time she told them, and I smiled at how her changes made a story better. I loved hearing her stories. And my grandchildren seem to love hearing mine.
“Tell it again, Nana!” they say. I do, and they start laughing before I get to the funny part. Recently, they begged to hear a Halloween story I’ve told countless times. Here it is:
Once upon a time, when I was 10, my mother told me to make costumes (服装) and take my brothers to go trick-or-treating. Denton was 4. He looked like a monkey. Joe was 6 and totally blind. I threw a sheet over his head but forgot to tell him he was a ghost (鬼).
We knocked on the first door and waited. The door flew open, and we all shouted, “Trick-or-treat!” Mrs. Fisher patted Joe’s head through the sheet and said, “What a cute little ghost!”
And Joe yelled (叫喊), “I am not a ghost!”
True story. My grandchildren love it. They beg me to tell it again and again.
I hope to tell them more stories as they grow older. I want them to remember me and the big, crazy family I grew up in. Stories are the unbreakable threads that bind generations together, tell us who we are and give us hope.
My grandchildren have never met their “Great Uncle Joe”, but they won’t soon forget him. To them, he will always be, not a ghost, but very lovable.
1. Why did the author say she grew up in a family of liars?A.Because her family were good at telling lies. |
B.Because their stories were not true. |
C.Because all her family told stories. |
D.Because her grandmother would often change her stories. |
A.Some family members often lie to one another. |
B.Stories may make one remembered in a way. |
C.Joe was the youngest child in the family. |
D.Joe liked to be called a ghost. |
A.Living on through stories | B.Great Uncle Joe |
C.Family liars | D.Grandma’s stories |
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【推荐1】Dave Wardell’s breath came thick and fast as he struggled to keep up. In the dark alley ahead, he could make out the shape of the fleeing suspect(嫌疑人),with his police dog, Finn. The 16-year-old boy they were chasing was suspected of armed robbery, but Dave wasn’t too worried. He and Finn had been in similar situations dozens of times, and they knew exactly what to do. They were a brilliant team. Police dogs like Finn follow a lengthy training program, learning skills such as how to trace a suspect’s scent(气味)for up to four miles and how to chase and catch a suspect. In seven years, Finn had helped bring more than 200 criminals. He was brave, bold and curious, and would do anything to protect his master.
Dave thought that night would be no different. Up ahead, he saw the suspect throw himself over a fence. Finn was on him in a second, pulling him back down. In a moment of absolute horror, Dave saw him pull a long piece of bloody metal from Finn’s chest, Dave realized it was a 10-inch hunting knife. Finn was in pain, but didn’t let go of the boy’s leg.
Dave just had time to hit an emergency button on his radio. The suspect, on the fence, pulled the knife up high and aimed at Dave’s neck. In an instant, Finn jumped between them, and the knife came crashing down on Finn’s head and Dave’s hand. Straight away, Finn got hold of the boy again. Dave caught the attacker and threw him on the ground so he let go of the knife.
In time, officers surrounded the attacker, pinning him to the floor. Dave gave Finn the signal to let go, and only then did Finn drop his head to the ground.
1. Why did Dave run after the 16-year-old boy?A.The boy hurt his beloved dog, Finn. |
B.The boy was a suspect who robbed. |
C.The boy robbed him and was fleeing. |
D.The boy had a hunting knife with him. |
A.It is a loyal pet dog to Dave. |
B.It is a homeless dog adopted by Dave. |
C.It is a fierce dog that can not follow orders. |
D.It is an experienced police dog as a helper to Dave. |
A.He didn’t feel nervous. |
B.He felt alarmed at the boy. |
C.He didn’t think it that easy. |
D.He felt mad at the armed boy. |
A.Curious. |
B.Devoted. |
C.Cute. |
D.Clumsy. |
【推荐2】Jerome David Salinger was an American author,best known for his 1951 novel The Catcher in the Rye,as well as his reclusive(隐居的) nature.His last original published work was in 1956 ;he gave his last interview in 1980,Raised in Manhattan,Salinger began writing short stories while in secondary school,and published the critically praised story A perfect Day for Bananafish in The New Yorker magazine,which became home to much of his following work. . In 1951 Salinger released his novel The Catcher in the Rye,an immediate popular success.His description of adolescent alienation(疏远) and loss of innocence in the leading role Holden Caulfield was influential ,especially among adolescent readers.The novel remains widely read,selling around 250,000 copies a year.
The success of The Catcher in the Rye led to public attention and monitor:Salinger became reclusive,publishing new work less frequently .He followed Catcher with a short story collection,Nine Stories(1953,) a collection of a short novel and a short story, Franny and Zooey(1961), and a collection of two short novels,Raise High the Roof Beam,Carpenters and Seymour: An Introduction (1963). His last published work,a short novel entitled Hepworth 16,1924, appeared in The New Yorker on June 19,1965.
Afterwards Salinger struggled with unwanted attention, including a legal battle in the 1980s with biographer Ian Hamilton and the release in the late 1990s of memoirs (回忆录) written by two people close to him: Joyce Maynard, an ex-lover,and Margaret Salinger, his daughter .In 1996 ,a small publisher announced a deal with Salinger to publish Hapworth16,1924, in book form, but amid the ensuing publicity, the release was indefinitely delayed.He made headlines around the globe in June 2009, after filing a lawsuit against another writer for copyright infringement (侵犯) resulting from that writer’s use of one of Salinger’s characters from The Catcher in the Rye. Salinger died of natual causes on January 27,2010, at his home in Cornish, New Hampshire.
1. When did J.D.Salinger start to writing short stories?A.In 1965. | B.In 1951. |
C.While he served in World War Ⅱ. | D.When he studied in secondary school.. |
2. The underlined part “The New Yorker magazine,which became home to much of his following work.”tells us ______.
A.later he worked in The New Yorker magazine |
B.many of his works were published in The New Yorker magazine |
C.his home was moved into The New Yorker magazine |
D.he felt at home when in The New Yorker magazine |
A.Its release was definitely delayed. |
B.It was published in The New Yorker |
C.A small publisher published Hapworth 16,1924, in book form. |
D.Up to today it hasn’t come out yet. |
A.to make headlines around the globe |
B.to struggle with unwanted attention |
C.to protect his own copyright |
D.to use one of his own characters from The Catcher in the Rye |
【推荐3】I will always remember my mother's last few days in this world.
On February 14th, 2000 my class went on a field trip to the beach. I had so much fun. When we returned to school, my teacher told me to go to the headmaster's office. When I got into the office, I saw a police office. Suddenly I realized something was wrong. The police office told me what had happened and we went to pick my sister up. After that, we went to the hospital and waited. Time went slowly. Finally, we got to see our mother. It was terrible.
On the next day, the headmaster came and told my two teachers what had happened. I was taking a rest that day. I knew it had something to do with my mother. I kept thinking that she either died or had gotten better. How I wished that she had gotten better. When my teacher took me outside, my sister ran up to me. She started crying, “She's gone. Teresa, mommy's gone. She's dead.” I couldn't believe it. We jumped into the car and drove straight to the hospital. Most of my family were there. The silence was terrible. I knew I had to say goodbye.
Today when I look back, I still miss my mother very much, but I know that I will live. My mother was a strong mother, who had the biggest heart. My mother was an angel walking on the earth. I will always remember her as living. When someone is asked who their hero (英雄) is, they usually say someone famous, like Michael Jordan or Britney Spears, When someone asks me who my hero is, I tell them, my mother. My mother lives every day. That is what makes her a true hero.
1. Who brought the writer the bad news that her mother was ill?A.Her sister. | B.The headmaster. |
C.Her teacher. | D.The police officers. |
A.Her mother had been very ill. | B.Her mother had been dead. |
C.Her mother had gotten better, | D.Her sister came to see her. |
A.the writer is afraid of her mother | B.the writer is proud of her mother |
C.the writer feels sad about her mother | D.the writer feels sorry for her mother |
A.famous | B.free |
C.rich | D.great |
“Who's there?” I shouted. Suddenly there was a flash of lightning; I saw a face at the window. It looked like an alien(外星人)--- an alien that I had seen on the television show, “the X files”.
I felt very scared. I ran to my bed and pulled my blanket over my head. I started to shout for my parents but there was no reply. Then I remembered that they were at a fancy dress party.
I looked out of my blanket but it was too dark to see anything. Then I heard footsteps. They were getting louder and louder. I ran to my drawer to take out my camera and started to take pictures in the direction of the window. Soon the footsteps died off.
The grandfather clock struck. It was 12 midnight. I went back to my bed and tried to sleep. But I could not sleep. I felt too frightened. I sat up, and my mind was full of thoughts. Time passed --- finally, I fell asleep.
I woke up only after eight and decided to find out what it had been. I found some footprints outside my bedroom window. I measured them with a ruler and found them to be exactly the same size as my father's shoes. I then went to town to get the film developed. I didn't realize that I did not use the flash until I saw the black photos.
When I reached home, I told my father the whole incident and he started to laugh. I started laughing too when he told me that he had dressed up as an alien for the party. Today, I am still amused to think I was so afraid of my own father.
1. The writer took photos _____.A.to find out what it was | B.just for fun |
C.to scare the alien away | D.for the party |
A.An alien’s face. | B.His father’s face. |
C.Nothing. | D.A flash. |
A.The writer was afraid of his father. | B.The writer stayed alone that night. |
C.The writer didn’t sleep that night. | D.The writer dressed up as an alien. |
【推荐2】On the Father's Day before my father entered a nursing home, I gave him an Elmo doll. Like the colored pencils and sketchbook I bought him a year earlier, this was a desperate attempt to bring some joy to my increasingly bedridden father. Years ago, my father suffered a stroke which left him in bed for the rest of his life.
At the sight of Elmo, my three elder sisters shook their heads, certain that our father who was anything but childish would not like it. Sure enough, my father, 76, broke into that unpleasant smile that barely concealed his dislike.
“What on earth is this?” shouted my sisters, bursting into laughter.
“Daddy knows why I give him this,” I said, thinking that they had no idea what Elmo meant to my father. To my disappointment, my father shrugged. How could he not remember? Years earlier, I had been in the kitchen and heard something rare from the living room: laughter. I ran downstairs and saw that Elmo was on the PBS cooking show “The Frugal Gourmet”. “I don’t know what it is about him that gets to me,” my father choked out between laughter and tears. “He's just so funny!”
As my father lay in the nursing home, I would visit him in the evenings. We watched old movies with the lights off. Even though he never asked for it, I brought Elmo from home and put him where my father could see him. Before leaving, I would take Elmo from the dresser and place him in my father’s immobile arm. A slight smile would appear on his face. It never looked softer.
1. What’s the problem with the author’s father?A.He lost the ability to feel joy. | B.He became childish after the stroke. |
C.He was disappointed with his children. | D.He was bound to stay in bed due to an illness. |
A.Hid. | B.Showed. | C.Explained. | D.Expressed. |
A.His father asked for one. | B.An Elmo doll once amused his father. |
C.Nothing but a doll made his father smile. | D.His father mentioned one on the cooking show. |
A.The trouble a stroke can cause. | B.The difficulty to make a father happy. |
C.How a simple gift brings joy to a father. | D.How to choose a proper toy for old people. |
【推荐3】I was about 30 years old and was working as a firefighter in the South Bronx’s Engine Co. 82. It was a restful Sunday and between alarms I rushed to the office to read a copy of the New York Times. I read an article on the Book Review section which openly stated what I thought to be a calumny — that William Butler Yeats had gone beyond his Irishness and was forever to be known as a universal poet. As I read it, my blood began to boil.
There were few things I was more proud of than my Irish root, and ever since I first picked up a book of his poems from a shelf when I was in the military, Yeats had been my favorite Irish writer, followed by Sean O’Casey and James Joyce.
I grabbed a piece of paper and wrote out a letter of anger to the editor. Throughout Yeats’ poetry, his view of the world and the people in it was basically Irish. He had lived his life and written his poetry in a truly Irish way. It was annoying to think Irishness was something to be transcended (超越).
I don’t know why I felt it my duty to safeguard the reputation of the world’s greatest poet. I just knew that I had to write that letter.
After my letter got published, I received a letter from The New Yorker, asking for an interview. When my article Fireman Smith appeared in that magazine, the editor of a large publishing firm called me, asking if I was interested in writing a book about my life. I had little confidence to write a whole book, though the subject was worthy. I wrote Report From Engine Co. 82 in six months, and it sold really well. In the years that followed, I wrote three more best-sellers.
Being a writer had been far from my expectations. How had it happened? I often found myself thinking about it, and my thoughts always came back to that letter to the New York Times. For me, the writing was a natural consequence of the passion (热情) I felt and the subjects represented the great values burning within me as I wrote.
Over the years, my five children have come to me with one dilemma or another. My answer is always the same. Think about what you’re feeling and measure the heat of the fire in your heart, for that is your passion. Your education and your experience will guide you toward making a right decision, but your passion will enable you to make a difference in whatever you do. That’s what I learned the day I stood up for Ireland’s greatest poet.
1. Why did the author write to New York Times?A.To present his love for literature. |
B.To spread Irish culture to the world. |
C.To show off his writing. |
D.To defend the reputation of an Irish poet. |
A.A false statement. | B.A great honor. |
C.A total lie. | D.A good reason. |
A.The author thinks Yeats is more universal than Irish. |
B.The author’s passion is the key to his success in writing. |
C.Yeats’s poems inspires the author to be a writer. |
D.The author believes education and experience count most. |
A.Yeats, my Irish hero |
B.My writing career |
C.A letter that changed my life |
D.Honesty is the best policy |
【推荐1】I was hiking with Sam and Kyle to show them a cliff where they could feel the sea spray on their faces. I knew the area could be dangerous, but I was not worried for I had hiked there many times.
We sat in the sun and watched the waves throw themselves against the rock. Then I crept (爬) up to the edge, Kyle right behind me. I found a seat-shaped place and sat down with much contentment. When Kyle came near, I gave him my place. He settled in and I moved a few feet over where the smooth rock had no holds.
Suddenly, a monstrous wave came. I felt myself starting to slide. The water washed me off the cliff and forced me under. I screamed for help. I swam hard for the shore. I was not a strong swimmer but I tried rimming for shore anyway, battling the warm water the best I could. Soon, I realized the sea had swept me farther out.
“Sam!” I yelled. “Kyle, help me and send a helicopter!” After about thirty minutes, I saw a helicopter. I could see Sam and Kyle looking anxiously from it. My eyes lit up and my heart missed a beat. The helicopter buzzed overhead, and then kept on going. I floated on my back to make myself more visible, my body pale in contrast to the darker ocean. When the helicopter came by again, I moved my arms and legs desperately to attract their attention. Again, the helicopter disappeared. Helpless, I stared in disbelief as they missed seeing me twice in a row. Deciding that I needed to save my energy, I continued floating on my back and closed my eyes.
Gradually, a noise grew louder. I soon realized a helicopter was overhead. The crew had seen me, but it might be too late. Waves of exhaustion overwhelmed me. My leg muscles tightened uncontrollably. “This is it,” I thought, as I gave up to the weight that was pulling me down.
Then, I felt a strong arm wrap across my chest and turned to see a rescue diver. He asked me if I was alright. The next thing I knew was that I was in the air. The waves that had just been big enough to kill me suddenly seemed small.
1. Which of the following can best describe the author in paragraph 2?A.Curious and careful. | B.Happy and relaxed. |
C.Proud but disappointed. | D.Anxious but satisfied. |
A.He met with fast wind. | B.He couldn’t perform his best. |
C.He was not a strong swimmer. | D.He was not used to the warm water. |
A.He tried to preserve his energy. | B.He made his arms pale. |
C.He yelled at the helicopter. | D.He floated on his back. |
A.The disaster came to an end as expected. | B.He finally got the rescue he needed badly. |
C.He was convinced he was about to drown. | D.The waves were not big enough to kill him. |
【推荐2】Last summer, my husband, Kevin, and I accepted an invitation to a camping trip. Camping sites were difficult to book. Thinking of the need for physical distance, a paddling (用桨划船) camping trip seemed great. We chose a three-night trip to Crotch Lake which is in Ontario’s North Frontenac Parklands.
Our group of 15 lived in four sites. Most people were experienced wilderness campers, but this was my first real paddling camping trip. The most difficult part for me was the planning, trying to put everything we needed into a canoe (独木舟), and being mindful of food and weather. Meal planning was quite tiring.
We put the canoe into the water near Ompah, a village at the north end of the lake. Paddling on the open water was unbelievable! As we moved, some campers on shore (岸) waved, as if welcoming us into the community. Nearly two hours passed by the time we reached our site, which Kevin and I shared with two friends. The surrounding (周围的) area of land is covered with a lot of trees. As a result, there was no chance for any walks. On the other side, this forced us to take more time to relax and enjoy our surroundings.
We chose different places to have fun each day. First, we paddled to the Whitefish Rapids, where the Mississippi River rushes into the lake. On the second day, we took a 13-kilometer round trip to the lake’s dam. And on our final morning, we snaked through the Crotch Lake Conservation Reserve, an area where there are many small islands. Being on the lake allowed us to socialize as a group while enjoying nature’s offerings.
The trip gave me a chance to immerse myself in nature. Crotch Lake was a trip I would enjoy repeating. When everyday life gets busy, memories such as this one make me relax. I can’t wait to trade my desk for a canoe and take off on another trip with friends.
1. What did the author think was the most difficult part for her?A.Learning to paddle. | B.Preparing for the trip. |
C.Picking a great campsite. | D.Inviting her friends to join in. |
A.Her tired body. | B.The thick forest. |
C.The broken canoe. | D.Her friends’ warning. |
A.How the trip was organized. | B.What the trip meant to her. |
C.Her worries about the islands. | D.The difficulty she met during the trip. |
A.It encouraged her to start a new adventure alone. |
B.It reminded her how wonderful city life was. |
C.It gave her a chance to focus on family life. |
D.It was enjoyable and worth it. |
【推荐3】Marco Polo Timeline (1254—1324)
1254 On September 15, Marco Polo was born in Venice.
1260 His wealthy father and uncle, Nicolo and Maffeo Polo, set sail from Constantinople to the Crimea on a trading journey.
1262 Nicolo and Maffeo Polo received an invitation to China to meet the Kublai Khan (忽必烈).
1269 Nicolo and Maffeo Polo returned to Venice.
1271 Marco Polo accompanied his father and uncle on a journey through the Holy Land, Persia and Tartary and to the Empire of China.
1274 The travellers reached China after a three-year journey. Marco Polo’s father and uncle renewed their friendly acquaintance with the Kublai Khan and presented him with papal (教皇的) letters. They were given important positions at his court in return. Marco Polo learned to speak the Chinese language.
1275 Marco Polo was appointed as an envoy (使节) for the Kublai Khan and traveled through China on his missions.
1280’s Marco Polo traveled through Asia working for the Kublai Khan and was eventually appointed as a governor of one of his cities.
1292 A marriage was arranged for the daughter of Kublai Khan, the Princess Cocachin, and the Polos accompanied the wedding party, consisting of a fleet of fourteen ships, to Persia.
1293 The Polos stayed in Persia to celebrate the wedding and then headed towards the Black Sea to make their way back to Venice.
1295 Marco Polo arrived in Venice with the finest collection of jewels ever seen. Venice was at war with Genoa.
1298 Marco Polo was made a “gentleman commander” of a Venetian galley. His ship joined in the battle of Kurzola and he was taken as a prisoner of war by the Genoese. When he was in prison he met a writer called Rustichello da Pisa and dictated (口述) to him an account of his travels and experiences in China, Japan, and other Eastern countries.
1299 Marco Polo was released as a prisoner of war in Genoa.
1. When did the Polos start their journey towards the Empire of China?
A.1262. | B.1269. | C.1271. | D.1274. |
A.they were very wealthy traders | B.they were successful adventurers |
C.they brought to China papal letters | D.they learnt to speak the Chinese language |
A.He married the daughter of the Kublai Khan. |
B.He accompanied Princess Cocachin to Persia. |
C.He was made the commander of a fleet. |
D.He dictated an account of his travels to the East. |