After Mom died, I began visiting Dad every morning before I went to work. He was frail and moved slowly, but he always had a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice on the kitchen table for me, along with an unsigned note reading, "Drink your juice." Such a gesture, I knew, was as far as Dad had ever been able to go in expressing his love. In fact, I remember, as a kid I had questioned Mom "Why doesn't Dad love me?" Mom frowned, "Who said he doesn't love you?" "Well, he never tells me," I complained. "He never tells me either," she said, smiling. "But look how hard he works to take care of us, to buy us food and clothes, and to pay for this house. That's how your father tells us he loves us."
I nodded slowly. I understood in my head, but not in my heart. I still wanted my father to put his arms around me and tell me he loved me. Dad owned and operated a small scrap (片) metal business, and after school I often hung around while he worked. Dad fed scrap steel into a machine which looked like a giant pair of scissors with blades thicker than my father's body. If he didn't feed those terrifying blades just right, he risked serious injury. "Why don't you hire someone to do that for you?" Mom asked Dad one night as she bent over him and rubbed his aching shoulders . "Why don't you hire a cook?" Dad asked, giving her one of his rare smiles.
Many years later, during my first daily visit, after drinking the juice my father had squeezed for me, I walked over, hugged him and said, "I love you, Dad." From then on I did this every morning. My father never told me how he felt about my hugs, and there was never any expression on his face when I gave them.
1. The father always prepared a glass of orange juice for him because ________.A.that was the author's favorite |
B.that was a gesture of love |
C.the author was always complaining |
D.he was sure the author would be thirsty |
A.his job was too dangerous |
B.his job required high skills |
C.he was not good at communicating with others |
D.he wanted to save money |
A.the author quite understood his father as time went on |
B.the author's father lacked a sense of humor |
C.the author's father didn't love him very much |
D.the author's father was too strict with him |
A.I just couldn't understand my father | B.Silent fatherly love |
C.My father never loved me | D.My hard-working father |
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Every year, you should show your dad love on his birthday. It doesn’t matter if you spend some relaxing time with him or if you plan a party for him.
Wake him up with breakfast. Get up early enough to prepare breakfast and surprise your dad.
Surprise him at work around lunchtime. If it’s a weekday and your dad has to work, bring lunch to his place of business and spend time with him.
Get prepared before he gets home.
A.Enjoy a delicious dinner with him. |
B.Just make him feel special on his day! |
C.Take your father to his favorite restaurant. |
D.Make him his favorite and put extra efforts in. |
E.Hang decorations to fill your house with color. |
F.If it’s on weekend,cook him the meal at home. |
G.Go during lunch break without interrupting his work. |
【推荐2】How to Convince Your Parents to Give You More Freedom
As you grow up, it can happen that you want more time to go out with friends or more computer time, but your parents are concerned about you. In this case, how can you gain more freedom from your parents?
Follow your parents' rules and instructions without complaint.
Avoid dangerous behaviors and wrong companions. It will be much harder for your parents to give you more freedom if you're drinking, partying a lot, or hanging out with the wrong crowds.
Remain calm and accept their decision. Explain to them exactly why you think you can handle this particular freedom. If they say no, respect that choice. Becoming angry will only prove to them that you are not yet mature enough to handle additional freedom. Continue your good behavior instead. They might eventually recognize that you have grown up.
A.If possible, bring your friends home. |
B.Naturally you will be given more freedom. |
C.Always come home when you're supposed to. |
D.Choose an appropriate time to discuss this topic. |
E.You will need to show them that you are trustworthy. |
F.Connect with your parents frequently in your daily life. |
G.For instance, you can think about any possible consequence. |
【推荐3】Even before she lost her teeth, I thought my mother, Clara, was funny looking. Mother had a long nose. My nose was also too long. At 16, I announced that I wanted to have it “done”. For many years I was delighted with my new look.
While in her 40s, Mother lost most of her teeth to an ongoing infection. Over time, her jaw shrank and her face collapsed around it, When she heard one of her co-workers whisper that she “looked about 95 year old” she shrugged it off. I was determined that no co-worker, or anybody else, was ever going to say such things to me.
Twenty-five years ago, I had a facelift. Better yet, modern dentistry allowed me to keep most of my teeth. But my hands became Mother’s hands. My tightened face bore the hint of an all-too-familiar network of fine wrinkles. Considering the advances in skin care, I could have had my problems filled. But year after year I hesitated. Mother had grown weak, then ill and then died in 1986.
It wasn’t until recently, years after the long loneliness that follows the loss of any parent that I realized why I’d left my aging face alone. In the mirror, an 80-year-old woman stared back at me with her skin, far more lined than that of my friends. Despite years of anxiety and plastic surgery, I looked a lot like the woman who once told me that life is about inner strengths, not appearances, and who turned out to be right.
I wonder now why I ever wanted to eradicate (根除) Mother from my reflection. Who would have imagined how comforted I’d feel these days, knowing I have only to look into the mirror to call up that much-loved woman?
1. Why did the author have her nose changed?A.To become funny. | B.To comfort her mother. |
C.To look like her mother. | D.To be more beautiful. |
A.Mother became weaker. | B.Mother looked ranch older. |
C.Mother looked shorter. | D.Mother became seriously ill. |
A.Lack of money. | B.Loss of her parents. |
C.Her look similar to her mother’s. | D.Her mother’s objection. |
A.The author misses her mother so much. |
B.The author admires her friends very much. |
C.The author is anxious about her aging face. |
D.The author doubts the function of plastic surgery. |
【推荐1】Growing up in Wyoming, everyday life was an adventure—I spent my time camping, and exploring mountains. When I was little, my mom became the state's first female U.S. Marshall. I'll never forget how the local newspaper praised her for her success in a field that's traditionally run by men. Under her influence, I made up my mind to achieve something great. Now, I've become famous for sailing, a sport often considered "a man's world".
Sailing is considered a hard-to-break-into sport. And, generally, there are only two ways to get into it—either through a strict sailing education that leads to experience or by growing up on the water and racing in the Olympics. Most of my teammates became professional sailors in one of these two ways but I skipped both.
In the summer of 2008, I went to St. Croix through a college internship(实习)program focusing on educating locals about HIV and AIDs. There, I discovered my love for sailing. Then, SCA, a global hygiene(卫生保健) company, made the decision to support an all-female team, and when they began accepting applications, I knew it was the chance of a lifetime. I made it my task to become a part of the team. Even when it seemed like there were no positions left, I never gave up.
After a stressful, two-year application process, I finally got the call. I moved to Lanzarote in the Canary Islands and began training with the team immediately. The process was physically, mentally and emotionally exhausting, but I finally achieved my goal. I sailed in the "Everest of sailing" with only six years' experience. Later, there was an all-female team competing, and I was lucky enough to be a part of it.
As women, we need to approach our dreams as if we deserve to achieve them as much as men, because we do. There are plenty of professions, including sailing, in which women are absent or have a minor presence—but that's not because they shouldn't be there. We need to push the boundaries and focus on obtaining our goals and passions, no matter how unobtainable and challenging they may seem.
1. Why does the author mention her mother in Paragraph 1?A.To compare with her mother. |
B.To describe women's struggles. |
C.To analyze her mother's success. |
D.To show her mother's influence on her. |
A.Two traditional ways to become professional sailors. |
B.Two important persons in the author's life. |
C.Two basic stages of being a sailor. |
D.Two famous professional sailors. |
a. I began training with the sailing team.
b. I attended a college internship program.
c. I took part in competing in an all-female team.
d. I discovered my love for sailing as a woman.
A.b-d-a-c | B.d-a-c-b |
C.a-c-d-b | D.a-d-c-b |
A.Humorous. | B.Generous. |
C.Pessimistic. | D.Determined. |
Everyone had a good laugh, and soon we were all telling stories of our most embarrassing moments. It came around to Frank who sat quietly listening to the others. Someone said, “Come on, Frank. Tell us your most embarrassing moment.”
Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood. “I grew up in San Pedro. My Dad was a fisherman, and he loved the sea. He had his own boat, but it was hard making a living on the sea. He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family. Not just enough for our family, but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home.”
He looked at us and said, “I wish you could have met my Dad. He was a big man, and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch. When you got close to him, he smelled like the ocean. He would wear his old canvas, foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls. His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow. No matter how much my mother washed them, they would still smell of the sea and of fish.”
Frank’s voice dropped a bit. “When the weather was bad he would drive me to school. He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business. That truck was older than he was. It would wheeze and rattle down the road. You could hear it coming for blocks. As he would drive toward the school, I would shrink (畏缩) down into the seat hoping to disappear. Half the time, he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch (喷出) a cloud of smoke. He would pull right up in front, and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching. Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy. It was so embarrassing for me. Here, I was twelve years old, and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!”
He paused and then went on, “I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss. When we got to the school and came to a stop, he had his usual big smile. He started to lean toward me, but I put my hand up and said, “No, Dad.” It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way, and he had this surprised look on his face. I said, “Dad, I’m too old for a goodbye kiss. I’m too old for any kind of kiss.” My Dad looked at me for the longest time, and his eyes started to tear up. Then he turned and looked out the windshield. “ You’re right,” he said. “ You are a big boy....a man. I won’t kiss you anymore.”
Frank got a funny look on his face, and the tears began to well up in his eyes, as he spoke. “It wasn’t long after that when my Dad went to sea and never came back. It was a day when most of the fleet (船队) stayed in, but not Dad. He had a big family to feed. They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out. He must have gotten into a strong wind and was trying to save the nets and the floats.”
I looked at Frank and saw that tears were running down his cheeks. Frank spoke again. “Guys, you don’t know what I would give to have my Dad give me just one more kiss on the cheek…to feel his rough old face… to smell the ocean on him… to feel his arm around my neck. I wish I had been a man then. If I had been a man, I would never have told my Dad I was too old for a goodbye kiss.”
1. When his father drove him to the school, Frank would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear because ________.
A.he was ashamed of his father’s old truck |
B.he thought he was old enough to go to school alone |
C.he didn’t want his schoolmates to see his father |
D.he hated the way his schoolmates stared at his father |
A.disappointed | B.hurt | C.excited | D.proud |
A.was quite confident in his skills in fishing |
B.loved his children but hardly expressed it |
C.seldom gave up faced with challenges |
D.was full of devotion to his family |
A.he was fed up with his father kissing him goodbye |
B.he deeply regretted what he had done to his father |
C.he was then too young to refuse a goodbye kiss |
D.he hoped that his father would forgive him |
A.The Smell of the Ocean |
B.We All Need Love |
C.A Goodbye Kiss |
D.Father’s Embarrassment |
Many of our beliefs come from our environment, the world we live in on a daily basis. If your environment is limiting your beliefs, then work very hard on changing it. If you are constantly around people who are negative and limiting, find other people to hang out with and get around positive, successful people.
Beliefs also come from past experiences. That is why it is so important to experience success on a regular basis. Set small achievable goals, and then try your best to reach them. “I will finish this project by early afternoon.” “I will make six calls on the phone in the next hour.” “I will exercise 20 minutes tonight.” When you start to experience success, then you start to believe in success, and that leads to more and bigger successes.
Beliefs come from knowledge. The more you learn, the more things you will possibly know.
Always take the advantage of opportunities to learn something new. It will bring new possibilities into your beliefs and your life.
Most importantly, you can develop new beliefs by setting and visualizing(设想) goals for
your life. Define your goals clearly. Then in your mind, see yourself achieving them in all of their sensory details. Mentally live the experience, see the sights, hear the sounds, smell the aroma, and feel the feelings. The beliefs formed in this way will lead you to their reality.
1. In the author’s opinion, your life depends on .
A.your environment where you live |
B.your experiences |
C.your knowledge and opportunities |
D.your beliefs |
A.You should try your best to help the negative people around you. |
B.You should try to achieve small success to believe in success first. |
C.The more knowledge you learn, the more you will control your life. |
D.You should stick to your own beliefs without changing. |
A.To imagine your success with your senses. |
B.To make efforts to achieve them. |
C.To learn as much knowledge as possible. |
D.To try to experience success regularly. |
A. | B. |
C. | D. |