Every week I save all the change and $1 bills I have in my purse. Then every Christmas I cash it in for as many $100 bills as the saved money gets me. I then wait for a family in need. I split the money in half and give half to the family in need and the other half to my nine-year-old son, Say’ Veon, who puts it in his savings account, to teach him about delayed satisfaction. Then he helps me get gifts or give the money to the family.
I adopted Say’ Veon after his mother, a close friend of mine, passed away from cancer before his fifth birthday. Even though Say’ Veon has dealt with great loss and sadness at such a young age, his generous spirit and loving heart shine through. He has given money to someone else who needs it more, such as his friends or classmates. Say’ Veon’s acts of kindness always blow me away and I feel blessed to have him in my life.
This week I got a call from a friend, DeeDee, who is 77 years old. She was upset because she had been cheated, and the cheaters took all the money out of her checking account which she lives on, and now she didn’t have the money to pay her rent and bills.
This morning, I took the money and showed Say’ Veon how much I saved this year. I told him what happened to DeeDee, and then asked him if he would be willing to give his half along with my half and donate it to her as our person in need this year.
He said, “Yes, of course.” This year our total was $400.
We went to visit DeeDee and my son handed her a Christmas card with the money. She opened it and said, “Thank you.” She then looked again and stared at the $100 bills.
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DeeDee froze there with her eyes wide open.
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（若世上只有一种语言，将会如何？）Write a paragraph in no less than 60 words to express your opinion. Remember to write a clear topic sentence and details that support your opinion.
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My mom was a kind woman. She had an unusual view on helping others that I didn’t really understand until one cold, winter day when we picked up my brothers at school.
“Who is that child?” Mom pointed at a skinny, angry-looking girl across the street. “She doesn’t even have a coat. It’s freezing!” “That’s Becky Ingler. She always looks mad like that,” I replied. Becky didn’t have a father, and everybody laughed at her. “I’ll visit her tomorrow,” Mom said.
The next day, we went to the Inglers’ house. A tired-looking woman appeared, and Mom smiled, “Hello, Mrs. Ingler. I’m just visiting some of our neighbors.” Once inside, I noticed there was a rusty coal stove and a big messy bed. Mom looked at each of the children carefully.
As we left, Mom told Mrs. Ingler she would visit them again soon.
Mom’s old sewing machine (缝纫机) worked for two days and nights to turn some shabby clothes into stylish winter coats. She said to me, “I need your help to send these coats to the Inglers this afternoon.”
“Wow!” I said. “They’re lucky to get these.”
“No,” said Mom as she faced me. “We’re the lucky ones to be able to help them. We must make sure these coats are given freely, without the Inglers paying a price for them.” I didn’t understand what Mom meant. Mom explained, “I don’t want these coats to cost them their pride or dignity (尊严). We can’t show we are somehow better than they are.”
I asked Mom what we should do if they refused the coats. Mom smiled and said, “I have a plan in mind.”
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2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
Later that day, we went to the Inglers’ house again.
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As we left, I noticed Becky examining the coats happily.
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As a kid, I spent my summers with my grandparents in Texas, which was a welcome change from my Huston life of school and I loved it.
One of the best parts of spending summers with my grandparents was caravanning(乘房车度假)with the caravan club. Every few summers, we would join the trips organized by the caravan club and it was during one of these trips that my grandfather said to me the right words at the right time—it’s much harder to be kind than clever.
I wasn’t very old, maybe ten or eleven, but I was forming my opinions about the world, and of course, I thought I knew much more about things than I actually did.
I was then, as I am now, a big reader and a crazy fan for numbers. Anyone who has been on a long road trip knows that no matter how many books you bring, how beautiful the scenery is, you still have too much time to think. So I spent a good deal of my extra time calculating. I calculated gas mileage. I figured out the average per-item price of groceries bought over the course of the trip. And at some point, I saw an anti-smoking ad on TV. The announcer declared that every time a smoker took a puff of a cigarette(抽一口烟). he was shortening his life time by two minutes. My grandmother was a smoker. I hated it, and not just because I knew that it was bad for her. My guess is that any kid who rides for thousands of miles sitting in the smoke-filled backseat of a 1973 Olds car grows to hate smoking. So on one particularly long driving day, I decided to do the math.
I don’t remember exactly what the number was. Two minutes per puff, twenty puffs per cigarette, twenty cigarettes per pack, one pack a day for thirty years. About sixteen years? When I was satisfied that I had come up with a reasonably accurate number, I poked my head between the two front seats and tapped my grandmother on the shoulder.
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I told grandma that she had taken sixteen years off her life from smoking.
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My grandpa got out of the car and asked me to follow.
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My two-year-old daughter was lovingly squished(挤) between a stack of groceries in one of my two shopping carts. Shopping once a month was a well-planned process. My list was organized so that I wouldn’t miss even one item. I knew the aisle, order, and cost of each item.
A gentleman in a suit stood behind me with three items in his hads. He looked up at his watch, then at me and smiled. I’d already let a person ahead of me with a single item. While my daughter was behaving well, I knew I’d pushed her longer than her endurance promised to last. Still, I felt for the man; he obviously had to be somewhere, and he’d be behind me a good long time.
“Why don’t you go ahead of me?” I said shifting the cart backwards. “You only have a couple of items.
“Thank you,” he replied appreciatively, stepping ahead of me.
My daughter gave him a broad smile. “Heh wo,” she said in her sweetest voice.
“Hello,” he replied, taken off guard by her friendliness. His face lit with pleasure.
As the belt moved forward, I started unloading my cart. His few items were ahead of mine separated by a red marker with the store name on it. I was only halfway finished unloading the first cart when a realization hit me. My husband had borrowed my bank card the night before and I couldn’t recall him putting it back in my wallet. I hurriedly dug out my purse and opened my wallet. My heart dropped. He hadn’t returned it.
The gentleman in front of me had paid and was picking up his groceries.
“I’ve forgotten my bank card. Could I pay with my phone?” I asked the cashier hopefully.
“I’m sorry. We only accept credit card or cash. The cashier looked down the lane, disgusted at the amount of groceries. I’m sure she was predicting she’d have to put items back on the shelves.
“It will take me an hour to run home and an hour back. Can you just put my stuff on the side please?“I was discouraged. All my careful planning hadn’t helped. The hour and a half of shopping left me exhausted and I wasn’t sure how my daughter would handle another two hours in the car.
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Just then, the gentleman in front of me smiled at me.
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____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________From the first day that I brought Juan, a penguin I saved on a beach in Uruguay (乌拉圭), to live at St. George school, one student in particular wanted to help take care of it. That boy’s name was Diego. The shy 13-year-old Bolivian (玻利维亚的) boy wasn’t gifted at study. And none of St. George’s after-school activities seemed to suit him either. In addition, Diego’s knowledge of English was limited, so he didn’t like talking with his classmates. But the saddest part was that he suffered homesickness. It came as no surprise that the boy spent much time with Juan and the penguin liked him.
I’d been thinking of letting Juan swim in the school’s outdoor pool. Then one night, Diego and I brought Juan to swim there. The penguin dived into the pool, flew like an arrow across the water and suddenly hit the wall on the opposite side. Diego was worried and took a sharp breath. After a moment, Juan rose to the surface spluttering (发噗噗声), gave an energetic shake and swam again. It flew from one end to the other, doing dramatic turns and finally found the freedom to express its nature.
“Look at it!” Diego shouted. Then he asked me quietly, “Can I swim with it?”
“What? And it’s ‘May I swim,’” I corrected him. “Sir. May I swim? Please! Just five minutes.”
I was shocked. I never knew Diego wanted to do anything, apart from taking care of Juan and avoiding others. “But the water is cold. Are you sure you want to go in?” “Please!” Diego begged. “All right, but be quick!” I said, thinking he’d sink like a stone. Diego’s eyes were shining. He ran to the dorm to get changed and reappeared in no time.
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Para 1: Could the boy swim?
What did the author see?
How did the author feel?
Para 2: How did the boy react to his teacher’s praise?
How did the boy feel?
What did they do later?
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Without hesitation, he dived into the water.
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“Diego! You swim really well! Brilliantly, in fact!” I said excitedly while handing him a towel.
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It was report card day at Bear Country School. And there they were in their envelopes on each desk when Brother’s class returned from lunch. Most of Brother’s classmates sat right down, took their report cards out of their envelopes, and looked at them. But not Brother. He just sat there and stared at the envelope.
Most of Brother’s classmates were pleased with their marks. Most of them had gotten A’s, B’s, and a few C’s. But Brother stared at the envelope as if it were a bomb about to go off.
He picked it up and ever so slowly drew the report card out of the envelope. It was a clean sweep. Brother had gotten a terrible grade in every subject except... physical education! If Teacher Bob had given out A-pluses in physical education, Brother would have gotten one. That was because in addition to being captain and star goalkeeper on the soccer team, Brother ran track, pitched baseball, and did gymnastics like a monkey. That was the problem.
Brother was so taken up with sports that he had let his other subjects slide, slide, slide. It hadn’t happened overnight and perhaps Mama and Papa should have seen it coming. But what with one thing and another, they hadn’t. And now Brother was in the soup (深陷泥潭), deep in the soup up to his eyeballs.
Sister was waiting at the bus when school let out. She had gotten a great report card and wanted to tell Brother about it. “Brother! Brother! Guess what?” she cried. “I got three A’s and two B’s! The best report card I ever ... “But she didn’t finish. She could tell from Brother’s face that he must have gotten a very bad report card. He was looking straight ahead and walking like a robot. They climbed onto the bus.
Paragraph 1: Later, Mama and Sister watched from the next room as Papa looked at Brother’s report card.
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Paragraph 2: “As you’ve been grounded (禁止外出玩) by Papa, let’s try to pull your marks up,” said Mama later.
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