【推荐1】A Swedish man was dug out alive after being snowed in his car on a forest track for two months with no food, police and local media reported on Saturday.
The 45-year-old from southern Sweden was found on Friday, February17, too weak to say more than a few words.
He was found not far from the city of Umea in the north of Sweden by snowmobilers who thought they had come across a ruined car until they dug their way to a window and saw movement inside.
The man, who was lying in the back seat in a sleeping bag, said he had been in the car since December 19.
“Just incredible that he’s alive considering that he had no food, but also since it’s been really cold for some time after Christmas.” a rescue team member told regional daily Vasterbottens- Kuriren, which broke the news.
Ebbe Nyberg, duty officer at the Umea police, said police saw no reason to doubt that the man had been stuck in the car for a very long time.
“We would not make up something like this. The rescue services were on site too and saw the same as us.” he told Vasterbottens-Kuriren.
Umea University Hospital, where the man is recovering after being rescued by police and a rescue team, said in a statement he was doing well considering the circumstances.
Doctors at the hospital said humans would normally be able to survive for about four weeks without food. Besides eating snow, the man probably survived by going into a dormant-like(休眠似的）state, physician Stefan Branth told Vasterbottens-Kuriren.
“A bit like a bear that hibernates. Humans can do that.” he said. “He probably had a body temperature of around 31 degrees which the body adjusted to. Due to the low temperature, not much energy was used up.”
“Why the man ended up under the snow in the forest remains unknown,” police said.
1. Who found the Swedish man in the snow?

A．Snowmobilers.	B．The police.
C．A rescue team.	D．Local people.

2. “Police saw no reason to doubt that the man had been stuck in the car for a very long time.” implies that .

A．police didn’t think it true

B．police were sure of the fact

C．police had some doubt on the fact

D．police had reasons to doubt the fact

3. Which is the correct order of the following events?
a．The Swedish man was stuck in the snow.
b．He was sent to Umea University Hospital.
c．He was found by snowmobilers.
d．He was recovering after treatment.
e．He stayed in his car for nearly two months.
f．He was dug out by people.

A．e, a, c, d, f, b	B．a, e, c, f, b, d
C．a, f, c, e, b, d	D．e, c, f, a, d, b

4. Which of the following can be the best title of the passage?

A．A Traffic Accident

B．A Long Sleep in Winter

C．An Incredible Survival

D．A Successful Rescue

【推荐2】When I was growing up in America, I was ashamed of my mother’s Chinese English. Because of her Chinese English, she was often treated unfairly. People in department stores, at banks, and at restaurants did not take her seriously, did not give her good service, pretended not to understand her, or even acted as if they did not hear her.

My mother has long realized that the limitations of her English as well. When I was fifteen, she used to have me call people on phone to pretend I was she. I was made to ask for information or even to shout at people who had been rude to her. One time I had to call her stockbroker (股票经纪人). I said in an adolescent voice that was not very convincing (令人相信的), “This is Mrs. Tan.”

And my mother was standing beside me, whispering loudly, “Why he doesn’t send me check already two weeks late.”

And then, in perfect English I said: “I’m getting rather worried. You agreed to send the check two weeks ago, but it hasn’t arrived.”

My mother then talked more loudly. “What he want? I come to New York to tell him in front of his boss.” And so I turned to the stockbroker again, “I can’t accept any more excuse. If I don’t receive the check immediately, I am going to have to speak to your manager when I am in New York next week.”

The next week we ended up in New York. While I was sitting there red-faced, my mother, the real Mrs. Tan, was shouting to his boss in her broken English.

When I was a teenager, my mother’s broken English embarrassed me. But now, I see it differently. To me, my mother’s English is perfectly clear, perfectly natural. It is my mother tongue. Her language, as I hear it, is vivid, direct, and full of observation and wisdom. It was the language that helped me see things, express ideas, and make sense of the world.

1. Why was the writer’s mother poorly served?

A．She was unable to speak good English.	B．She was often treated unfairly.
C．She was not clearly heard.	D．She was not very polite.

2. What happened after the author made the phone call?

A．They forgave the stockbroker.	B．They failed to get the check.
C．They went to New York immediately.	D．They spoke to the stockbroker’s boss at once.

3. What does the author think of her mother’s English now?

A．It confuses her.	B．It embarrasses her.
C．It helps her understand the world.	D．It helps her tolerate rude people.

【推荐1】I wrote a business plan the other day. I gave it to my husband for suggestions. After reading it, he said, “I don’t think this is up to your usual standards.” I said, “I need more information. What doesn’t work?” He said he wasn’t sure. I then took the letter and reread it.

He asked, “How about if I look at it again and make notes between the space?” I agreed. A half hour later I looked at his notes and told him he didn’t understand the situation and what I really wanted to express. He shrugged (耸肩) and said OK. I took the letter and went back to my computer and again revised. As I was writing, I could see my letter improving based on his suggestions. When I finished, I proudly handed the letter back to my husband. He read it for the third time and said, “It’s still not right but I couldn’t exactly say.” I was a little annoyed and then told him I was the writer and I had seen some goofy letters he sent out. But I picked up my letter and went back to the computer.

After an hour of revisions, I went back to my husband apologetically with letter in hand. I told him I was sorry for what I’d said and asked if he would please read the letter again because I did value his contribution. Being a very patient and kind-hearted fellow, he once again read my letter and declared that it was fine.

This all leads me to the following: When you ask for advice on a project, be appreciative and grateful. Understand that the advice and suggestions you get may be negative. Understand that it may mean more work for you. And keep in mind that the final responsibility for the project is still yours. So be modest and thankful even if he or she has noted some problems.

1. Why did the author give her business plan to her husband at first?

A．To show off her excellent work.

B．To have him type it on the computer.

C．To ask him to make some changes from all details.

D．To ask him to give her some advice.

2. The author’s husband shrugged after hearing her words because he ________.

A．believed in his judgement but couldn’t find why

B．knew there was nothing wrong in the business plan

C．doubted about himself since he found no excuses

D．believed he himself was right and knew the roots

3. We can infer from the passage that the author’s husband was _________.

A．selfish, proud and determined

B．good at expressing himself

C．honest, kind and patient

D．humorous, active and careful

4. The author wants to tell us that if you ask for suggestions, ________.

A．do accept all suggestions from the givers

B．don’t get upset if some are negative

C．do keep silent before taking action

D．do be grateful and confident

【推荐3】Even then my only friends were made of paper and ink. At school I had learned to read and write long before the other children. Where my school friends saw notches of ink on incomprehensible pages, I saw light, streets and people. Words and the mystery of their hidden science fascinated me, and I saw in them a key with which I could unlock a boundless world, a haven from that home, those streets, and those troubled days in which even I could sense that only a limited fortune awaited me. My father didn’t like to see books in the house. He used to tell me that as soon as I was ten he would send me off to work and that I’d better get rid of all my scatterbrained ideas if I didn’t want to end up a loser, a nobody. I used to hide my books under the mattress and wait for him to go out or fall asleep so that I could read. Once he caught me reading at night and flew into a rage. He tore the book from my hands and flung it out of the window.

“If I catch you wasting electricity again, reading all this nonsense, you’ll be sorry.”

My father was not a mean person and, despite the hardships we suffered, whenever he could he gave me a few coins so that I could buy myself some treats like the other children. He was convinced that I spent them on sunflower seeds, or sweets, but I would keep them in a coffee tin under the bed, and when I’d collected enough coins I’d secretly rush out to buy myself a book.

My favorite place in the whole city was the Sempere & Sons Bookshop on Calle Santa Ana. It smelled of old paper and dust and it was my shelter. The bookseller would let me sit on a chair in a corner and read any book I liked to my heart’s content. He hardly ever allowed me to pay for the books he placed in my hands, but when he wasn’t looking I’d leave the coins I’d managed to collect on the counter before I left. It was only small change---if I’d had to buy a book with that pittance (极少的报酬), I would probably have been able to afford only a booklet of cigarette papers. When it was time for me to leave, I would do so dragging my feet, a weight on my soul. If it had been up to me, I would have stayed there forever.

One Christmas Sempere gave me that best gift I had ever received. It was an old volume, read and experienced to the full.

“Great expectations, by Charles Dickens,” I read on the cover.

I was aware that Sempere knew a few authors who frequented his establishment and, judging by the care with which he handled the volume, I thought perhaps this Mr. Dickens was one of them.

“A friend of yours?”

“A lifelong friend. And from now on, he’s your friend too.”

That afternoon I took my new friend home, hidden under my clothes so that my father wouldn’t see it. It was a rainy winter, with days as gray as lead, and I read Great Expectations about nine times, partly because I had no other book at hand, partly because I did not think there could be a better one in the whole world and I was beginning to suspect that Mr. Dickens had written it just for me. Soon I was convinced that I didn’t want to do anything else in life but learn to do what Mr. Dickens had done.

1. The underlined word “haven” in Paragraph 1 probably means “________”.

A．favor

B．mask

C．time

D．shelter

2. Paragraph 1 mainly talks about ________.

A．the people who played a part in the author’s story

B．the difficulties the author ran into in his childhood

C．the author’s affection for books as a child

D．the author’s dreams before he met Sempere

3. The word “friend” is used twice by Sempere to ________.

A．emphasize the emotional connection Sempere feels to reading

B．imply that Sempere had one close friend in his lifetime

C．underline the importance of the author’s connection to Sempere

D．stress how friendships helped the author deal with difficulties

4. Why does the author consider Great Expectations to be the best gift?

A．Because he wanted to have a good understanding of the book’s author.

B．Because the gift meant that Sempere regarded him as a special friend.

C．Because reading the book convinced him that he wanted to be a writer.

D．Because he’d only ever been given sweets and snacks as gifts in the past.