Cassandra Warren was in a rush and feeling a little overwhelmed with work and planning her wedding. As she was getting invitation for her wedding in the mail one day, she addressed one to her aunt and uncle in Eugene, Oregon, about 20 minutes from where she lived.
A week later, the invitation came back. She had mistakenly written down the wrong address. A handwritten note was written on the return envelope: “I wish I knew you —this is going to be a blast. Congratulations — go and have dinner on me. I’ve been married for 40 years—it gets better with age.” A $20 bill was put inside.
Cassandra was at a bit of a professional crossroads and had been having a tough day. In fact, she’d been complaining to her fiance, Jesse Jone, about her frustrations just as she opened the misdirected envelope. Then she read the note.
“It was kind of prefect timing,” said Cassandra, who worked as a nanny. “I was really grateful for it.”
And the magic envelope wasn’t finished with its surprises. Cassandra looked closer and saw that the person had written “Live long and prosper” on the envelop, a nod to Star Trek (《星际迷航》).
“We’re kind of Star Trek fans,” she said.
Cassandra, 26, and Jesse, 24, had no idea who the mystery note writer was. But they figured the Star Trek reference was because the person noticed the corner of their invitation, which had both a Star War sword and a Harry Potter wand (魔杖).
“She assumed we’d understand her message,” Cassandra said, “Which we did.”
Cassandra, who was a counselor (顾问) for families with autistic children, went out to dinner the following night with a friend who was going overseas with military. They happily put the $20 toward their bill.
Then Cassandra stopped by a store and bought another card — a thank-you card. She wrote her aunt and uncle’s incorrect address on the envelope again -- this time on purpose —and addressed it to “Kind Stranger”.
Inside, she wrote, “Thank you for the note and taking the time to send it. Not many people would have done that. It was a big blessing after the day I was having. I am thankful for people like you still being in the world.” Don’t miss other real-life acts of kindness like this one that will warm your heart.
1. In writing the first paragraph, the author intends to _______.A.indicate how occupied Cassandra Warren was |
B.suggest Cassandra Warren shouldn’t invite strangers |
C.remind people to carefully prepare for weddings |
D.tell people how the story happened by accident |
A.To show her appreciation for the wedding invitation. |
B.To express her best wishes for the couple’s future. |
C.To connect with the couple over a shared interest. |
D.To give a hint about who she really was. |
A.Cassandra didn’t quite understand the mystory note |
B.Cassandra was greatly touched by the stranger’s reply |
C.Cassandra wrote her aunt and uncle a thank-you card |
D.Cassandra was once an autistic patient of her fiancé |
A.It added to her pleasure. | B.It made her confused. |
C.It lifted her spirits. | D.It inspired her to do the same. |
A.Amusing and light-hearted. | B.Emotional and appreciative. |
C.Informative and factual. | D.Critical and skeptical. |
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【推荐1】When I was 3 years old, I was found to be deaf in my left ear and have a small problem in my right. Being hard of hearing has been difficult, but I've never lived in a state of self-hating sorrow.
Imagine being able to shut out all sounds as you lay your head down to sleep by simply rolling over onto one side. That's my reality when I sleep on my "good ear", and it even makes me feel like a superhero sometimes
People call my deaf side my "bad ear", but when I wear my hearing aid, I have access to a range of features that some other deaf people don't
In cinemas, for example, with one click of a button I can enjoy a whole film as though it were whispered to me from the mouths of the actors.
Having a hearing aid hasn't always felt good, however.
On the first day I got my aid, when I was 8, I took it to school for show-and-tell. As I explained how it worked to my classmates, a boy yelled out, "Aren't those for old men?"
At that moment, I felt different. It took a long time for me to get over that sense of being so unlike my peers.
But it's not just those kids who can make us deaf and hard-of-hearing people feel like burdens.
Every video on social media that lacks subtitles, for example, means an entire community of deaf people is unable to enjoy it.
Completely deaf people are excluded from enjoying many movies too, as subtitles in cinemas are almost impossible to find.
And with hearing aids costing around $2,500 each, it can be hard for many people to afford to be able to listen to the things that others take for granted.
As for me, I can listen to music, enjoy films, and catch conversations—I'm lucky.
I'm deaf, but I can still hear everything. I've been blessed with wonderful life experiences.
1. Deaf people may have the following burdens EXCEPT___________.A.being unable to afford hearing aids | B.being unable to enjoy videos without subtitles |
C.being embarrassed in front of their peers | D.being blessed with wonderful experiences |
A.are prevented from | B.are limited to |
C.are separated from | D.are reduced to |
A.It was a tough reality and caused him a lot of trouble |
B.It was a time of great sorrow and made him feel sad. |
C.It gave him a chance to experience something special. |
D.It helped him to live in his own world without sound. |
【推荐2】My wife and I usually don't keep houseplants. Anything in pots gets either over watered or underwatered. After my diagnosis with glioblastoma—a terminal brain cancer with a prognosis of little more than a year to live—I loved the idea of having something green and alive around us. When my friend Mitch gave me what he said was a lucky bamboo plant in a deep-green pottery bowl, we decided to place the plant in the living room window across from the couch where I spent much of each day.
I told my wife I wanted to care for the plant myself. When it didn't immediately turn yellow or brown or lose all its leaves, I was pleasantly surprised. Tending the plant gave me a sense of accomplishment at a time when I sometimes felt useless. Glioblastoma limited my ability to walk, and the treatment left me fatigued, making it hard for me to accomplish everyday tasks.
As a physician, I was used to being the one who provided care, not the one who received t Since my diagnosis in August 2018, far too often, I had to rely on help from other people. The enormous change left me feeling adrift. Watering the plant, as small an act as it was, connected me to a core part of my old identity and taught me I could still be a caregiver. Plants and people could still depend on me. Soon, it had nearly doubled in height and its leaves were shiny and lush. Both the tree and I were thriving.
Then, mysteriously, it began to show signs of stress. I increased my plant watering, then decreased it. I fed it commercial plant food. No matter what I did, the leaves kept browning and dropping to the floor. “I can't even care for a simple plant!” I yelled. “I'm failing!”
My wife reminded me that we'd seen houseplants die before. She asked me why I was getting so worked up about this particular one. I couldn't shake the feeling that the plant had become a symbol of my own vulnerable health. Identifying with the green and growing plant had offered me solace. Its shriveling leaves, I worried, might signal the recurrence of my brain tumor.
I realized I had wrongly connected my careful nurturing of the plant-something over which I had at least some control—with my own survival-something over which I had no control. When my tumor inevitably returned, it would not be because of any failure on my part—not because I didn't atomize essential oils in my of ice, not because I ate sugar occasionally and certainly not because I failed to keep this plant alive.
As my anxiety lessened, I began to examine online tutorials to help me figure out how to care for my failing plant. Following the instructions, I transplanted the tree to a larger pot, untangling its roots to give it room to grow. When it was back in the sunny window, we both began to thrive again.
1. According to Para 2-3, the writer achieved a sense of accomplishment in that .A.the plant nursed by him didn't show signs of being over watered or under-watered. |
B.watering the plants helped him to recover some other abilities in everyday tasks. |
C.the plants he tended were so flourishing that he realized he was still dependable. |
D.he could fulfill some routine tasks without the support from others anymore. |
A.superficial and hollow | B.exhausted and hopeless |
C.unidentifiable and frustrated | D.hysterical and fearful . |
A.Lack of nutrients in the commercial plant food led the leaves to brown and drop. |
B.The writer was concerned that the condition of the plant signified his own health. |
C.The online tutorials relieved the writer's anxiety and made the plants revive again. |
D.Many failures in life combined gave rise to the writer's developing glioblastoma. |
A.A physician's change in attitudes towards life. |
B.A man's journey of recovery and self-discovery. |
C.A lucky bamboo plant's “survive and thrive”. |
D.A patient's search for console in attending a plan. |
【推荐3】From a young age, I would climb up and down for fun. My first introduction to gymnastics was through my older sister Arielle, who used to be a gymnast. She taught me how to do my first cartwheel(侧手翻). By the end of the week, I was teaching myself one-armed cartwheels and my sister said to my mom, “You need to put this kid in gymnastics.”
At about age 9, I realized that I wanted to pursue the Olympic path. I was used to the public eye, but the Olympic stage was different. The Olympics teach you to act in a certain way and to be disciplined(守纪律的). They teach you to be a mature young lady, and you grow up fast.
When I started this journey, I never knew what it actually took to get to the Olympics. I thought it was: Training. I had to quit a normal kind of life for gymnastics, but I didn’t mind. I moved from Virginia Beach to Iowa to get a different coach. I sacrificed my privacy. Gymnastics was what I was going to eat, breathe and sleep with. It takes a lot to be an Olympic athlete. You may have a talent, but the people who work harder than you will overtake you.
Throughout my career, a lot of people have doubted me. When someone tells you that you can’ do it, especially when there are many people, you start to believe it. It took me years to figure out how great I was at gymnastics. Fear held me back when I hurt my leg in 2011, but I told myself that I had a talent and that I was going to use it. I went to the world championships and got a team gold.
I won three gold medals at the London 2012 Olympic Games and the Rio 2016 Olympic Games and helped Team USA win gold at the 2011 and 2015 World Championships. My mom used to say, “Inspire a generation.” It’s one thing when you say it, but I never thought that I would be a pioneer and that people would draw inspiration from my story.
1. Why did the author’ sister suggest putting her in gymnastics?A.Because she was talented in gymnastics. |
B.Because she needed to decide her future career. |
C.Because she was too noisy to stay at home. |
D.Because she had fallen in love with gymnastics. |
A.She left school at an early age. |
B.She devoted great efforts to training. |
C.She thought talent was necessary. |
D.She dreamed of being famous one day. |
A.Failures were unavoidable. |
B.She had to improve her skills. |
C.She should be confident in herself. |
D.What others thought was not important. |
A.Her childhood experiences. |
B.Her road to success. |
C.Her passion for the Olympics. |
D.Her performance in gymnastics. |
【推荐1】Back in East LA the years passed slowly. The generous man kept to life much as usual—taking evening strolls, whistling rap tunes, answering his door.
One day in particular, his doorbell rang, and there stood a finely dressed young gentleman in a three piece suit. “Uh oh,” the man thought. “Jehovah’s Witness.” But before he could do anything, his guest spoke.
“You’re the rich man, aren’t you?” his guest asked.
“What can I do for you?” the man responded automatically, so accustomed to being asked for things.
“It is not what you can do for me,” answered his guest. “But what you have already done. ”
“What have I done for you?” the man asked in surprise.
“You’ve given me a second chance at life. Why, with your generous gift, I was able to invest the money and pull myself out of my poverty. I no longer wallow in the grime and gutters, but I walk along crowded sidewalks with my head held high. I have you to thank for that. ”
Suddenly, the man recognized his guest. It was the old bum (流浪汉) who’d been lying in the street. The man replied, “What I gave you, you did not ask for. I gave it simply because I saw you there and loved you. I would have given it to anyone in your position.”
“All the more reason to come and thank you,” his guest said.
“But I am rich,” replied the man. “I have many gifts to give. I don’t expect anything in return.”
“Good,” his guest said with a nod. “Because I don’t have anything to offer in return. Whatever I have, you gave to me. All I wanted to do was come and thank you.”
The man stared as his guest reached out and took him into an embrace. It was the same gesture the man had so often offered to those at his door, yet this was the first time someone had offered it back.
Tears filled the man’s eyes as his guest, a lowly bum off the street, held him in the most satisfying embrace he had ever received.
1. The rich man helped the gentleman by ____________.A.encouraging him to cheer up | B.offering him an embrace |
C.donating some money to him | D.investing money to his business |
A.he had nothing that the rich man liked |
B.the rich man was the real owner of his wealth |
C.he was not rich enough to give the rich man anything |
D.he didn’t think the rich man needed any material rewards |
A.The rich man has never had a satisfying embrace. |
B.The rich man often helps others without asking for reward. |
C.The gentleman once asked the rich man for help. |
D.The gentleman met the rich man twice at the same place. |
A.As a man sows, so he shall reap. |
B.A friend in need is a friend indeed. |
C.A drop of favor is repaid with a fountain of return. |
D.Help, just lift a finger and thanks are significant. |
【推荐2】When I was a boy, we lived 4 miles outside of town. We lived next to the forest and I would spend hours every day playing in it with the oak (橡树) and maple trees as my companions. I would climb up their limbs, sit in their shade, and feel their peace.
That is why it was so hard for me when I found myself to be a lumberjack as a young man. It wasn't just the back breaking work, the long hours, and the low pay. It was also seeing day after day beautiful trees that had grown for half a century being sawed (锯) up and cut into flooring. Still, I couldn't help but think that they looked a lot more lovely as living trees reaching up to Heaven than as dead flooring lying under my feet.
One afternoon after a long day's work, I was feeling particularly down and depressed.I decided to take a walk in the woods like I had as a boy in hopes of lifting my spirits and calming my soul. As I walked along with my aching back and tired body, I longed for those happy childhood days. I dropped my head frustratedly and looked down at the dirt. That is when I saw it: a single, red oak acorn (橡子) that had somehow survived the hungry deer and squirrels all winter long.Then I remembered something I'd read once: “Eventually an acorn becomes a forest!” I smiled, bent down, dug up a handful of dirt, and planted that little acorn, feeling peace and joy warming my heart. Then I walked back home happy once again to be a part of God's green earth.
In this life we all start out as an acorn, but whether we become a forest or not is up to us. God gives us this glorious life here to grow, learn, laugh, love,share, smile, and help others to do the same.Embrace this gift of life. Use it to every day stretch your soul towards Heaven and create a mighty forest of love.
1. Which of the following can best describe the author's childhood?A.Carefree |
B.Dull. |
C.Plain. |
D.Miserable. |
A.A person who plants trees. |
B.A person who waters trees. |
C.A person who cuts trees. |
D.A person who protects the forest. |
A.He climbed up an oak tree. |
B.He planted a little oak acorn. |
C.He came across a book he had ever read. |
D.He found some hungry deer and squirrels. |
A.Accepting the gift of life. |
B.Taking a walk in the woods. |
C.Experiencing a typical working day. |
D.Refreshing the unforgettable memory. |
【推荐3】I remember going to the British Museum one day to read up the treatment for some slight illness — hay fever, I thought it was. I got down the book, and read all I came to read: and then, I began to casually study diseases generally. Turning over the pages, I came to typhoid fever, read the symptoms and discovered that I had it. I was wondering what else I had got, and St. Vitus’s Dance turned up, which I thought I also had. So I determined to go through it thoroughly and so started alphabetically (照字母顺序排列的): ague I had, just in the acute stage. Cholera I had with severe complications; and diphtheria I seemed to have been born with.
I sat and considered. What an interesting case I must be from a medical point of view! What a learning material I should be to a medical class! Students would have no need to “walk the hospitals”, if they had me. I was a hospital in myself. All they need do would be to walk around me, and, after that, take their diploma!
I went to my doctor, who is an old friend of mine. I thought I would do him a good turn by going to him now. “What a doctor wants”, I said, “is practice. He will get more practice out of me than out of 1,700 of his ordinary, commonplace patients, with only one or two diseases each.” He said: “Well, what’s the matter with you?” I said, “I will not take up your time, with telling you what is the matter with me. But I will tell you what is not the matter with me. I have not got a housemaid’s knee (髌前囊炎). Everything else, however, I have got.” And I told him how I came to discover it all.
He felt my pulse, looked at my tongue, and talked about the weather as usual, all for nothing. Then he wrote out a prescription, folded it up and gave it to me, and I put it in my pocket and went out. I did not open it. I took it to the nearest chemist’s and handed it in. The man read it and then handed it back. I read the prescription. It ran:
“beefsteak, every 6 hours.
ten-mile walk every morning.
bed at 11 sharp every night.
And don’t stuff up your head with things you don’t understand.”
1. Why did the author go to the British Museum the other day?A.To see a doctor. |
B.To study medicine. |
C.To go to an exhibition. |
D.To seek for a treatment. |
A.Through a routine check-up. |
B.By reading the medical book. |
C.By consulting with experts. |
D.Through self-imagination. |
A.The writer was put in charge of a hospital. |
B.The writer could treat his diseases on his own. |
C.The writer was refusing professional medical training. |
D.The writer considered himself valuable to medical study. |
A.It’s never too late to learn. |
B.A disease known is half cured. |
C.An apple a day keeps the doctor away. |
D.Don’t trouble troubles until trouble troubles you. |