I was a taxi driver, a father of a 16-year-old boy at that time. My son was good at school, and he would graduate from senior high school and go to university, but he was hesitating to choose his future job and he always changed his mind. I did give him advice but he didn’t follow it. And one Monday morning, I stopped at New York Hospital when I found a well-dressed man coming over. He was waving to me. I waited patiently until he jumped into the taxi. “La Guardia Airport, please.” He said.
As always, I wondered about my passenger. So I asked, “What do you do?” “I am working at the hospital.” For some unknown reason, I decided to ask for his help.
“Could I ask a favor?” He didn’t answer at first. But I continued, “I have a son, 16. He’s doing well in school. He will graduate from senior high school. He wants a job this summer. Is there any possibility that you might get him a summer job?” After a minute, he said, “The medical students have a research project. Maybe he could fit in. Have him send me his school records.” He searched his pocket and handed me a card.
That evening, when I got home, I pulled the card from my pocket. “Robbie,” I said proudly, “This could be a summer job for you. Send him your school records.” Robbie took the card and read it out loud, “Fred Plum, New York Hospital.” “Is this a joke?” he said in doubt. After I shouted and threatened to cut off his pocket-money, Robbie promised to send off his grades the next morning.
1．所续写短文的词数应为150左右；
2．续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好。
Paragraph 1:Two weeks later, when I arrived home, the whole family waited for me excitedly.
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Robbie got the job and did well at the hospital.
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________At 16, I got what every teenager dreams of — a driver’s license, but I was afraid of driving on the road. “Do you want to drive home, Alice?” Mom asked when she picked me up from school.
I hesitated, saying, “Really? Are you sure?”
“Okay,” I jumped in the driver’s seat as soon as Mom said yes.
When we reached the country road, I stopped. “Now, look both ways,” Mom instructed. “Turn your steering wheel (方向盘) to the left. Give it some gas, but take it slowly. We’re not in any hurry.”
I pulled onto the narrow road. We kept moving and everything was fine until a truck came up. I looked in the mirror. I guessed it didn’t occur to the man to slow down as his truck approached our car. When I failed to speed up, he honked (鸣喇叭). My hands held the steering wheel tightly.
“You’d better turn and let this guy pass,” Mom said.
The guy honked again before I got to where I needed to turn. Mom shouted, “Turn, turn here!”
I felt like I couldn’t make the turn, but I did what I was told. I turned the wheel and our car fell into the ditch (沟渠) alongside the road. My foot hit the gas pedal, and the engine roared like an angry lion. Our car flew across the ditch.
Mom cried, “Hit the brake (刹车)!” The car landed heavily.
My hands dropped from the steering wheel. For a moment, we sat silently. I took several deep breaths, afraid to look at my mom. Finally, she asked, “Are you OK?” “Yeah,” I replied and turned to see an injury to her face. I thought I was going to be blamed, but when our eyes met, she burst into wild laughter. We climbed from the car and leaned against it to steady ourselves.
注意：
续写词数应为 150 左右；
2. 请按如下格式作答。
We had hardly steadied ourselves when we saw the truck driver walking towards us.
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As soon as the truck driver helped drive our car back on the road, Dad called and we drove home.
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