1 . My life as a tax-paying employed person began in middle school, when, for three whole days, I worked in a baking factory.
My best friend Betsy’s father was a manager at Hough Bakeries, which, at Easter time,
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| A．sold | B．ordered | C．made | D．reserved |
| A．stores | B．families | C．schools | D．citizens |
| A．generous | B．financial | C．technical | D．temporary |
| A．plans | B．problems | C．excuses | D．hobbies |
| A．offer | B．earn | C．set | D．suggest |
| A．worked | B．closed | C．developed | D．survived |
| A．ambition | B．permission | C．experience | D．invitation |
| A．joys | B．ideas | C．roles | D．choices |
| A．Save | B．Keep | C．Stop | D．Remove |
| A．harder | B．better | C．longer | D．cheaper |
| A．Calm down | B．Slow down | C．Stay on | D．Move on |
| A．indicated | B．witnessed | C．expected | D．remembered |
| A．cried | B．smiled | C．hesitated | D．refused |
| A．tasting | B．finding | C．sharing | D．delivering |
| A．withdraw | B．donate | C．receive | D．appreciate |
2 . When I was 9, we packed up our home in Los Angeles and arrived at Heathrow, London on a gray January morning. Everyone in the family settled quickly into the city except me. Without my beloved beaches and endless blue—sky days, I felt at a loss and out of place. Until I made a discovery.
Southbank, at an eastern bend in the Thames, is the center of British skateboarding, where the continuous crashing of skateboards left your head ringing .I loved it. I soon made friends with the local skaters. We spoke our own language. And my favorite: Safe. Safe meant cool. It meant hello. It meant don’t worry about it. Once, when trying a certain trick on the beam(横杆), I fell onto the stones, damaging a nerve in my hand, and Toby came over, helping me up: Safe, man. Safe. A few minutes later, when I landed the trick, my friends beat their boards loud, shouting: “ Safe! Safe! Safe!” And that’s what mattered—landing tricks, being a good skater.
When I was 15, my family moved to Washington. I tried skateboarding there, but the locals were far less welcoming. Within a couple of years, I’d given it up.
When I returned to London in 2004, I found myself wandering down to Southbank, spending hours there. I’ve traveled back several times since, most recently this past spring. The day was cold but clear: tourists and Londoners stopped to watch the skaters. Weaving(穿梭)among the kids who rushed by on their boards, I found my way to the beam. Then a rail—thin teenager, in a baggy white T—shirt, skidded(滑)up to the beam. He sat next to me. He seemed not to notice the man next to him. But soon I caught a few of his glances. “I was a local here 20 years ago,” I told him. Then, slowly, he began to nod his head. “Safe, man. Safe.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Safe.”
1. What can we learn about the author soon after he moved to London?| A．He felt disappointed. | B．He gave up his hobby. |
| C．He liked the weather there. | D．He had disagreements with his family. |
| A．Be careful! | B．Well done! | C．No way! | D．Don’t worry! |
| A．To join the skateboarding. | B．To make new friends. |
| C．To learn more tricks. | D．To relive his childhood days |
| A．Children should learn a second language. |
| B．Sport is necessary for children’s health. |
| C．Children need a sense of belonging |
| D．Seeing the world is a must for children. |
On our way to the house, it was raining
We were first greeted with the barking by a pack
When they were free from work, they invited us to local events and let us know of an interesting
My school had a tradition during the ninth-grade graduation: a beautiful gold and green jacket (the school colors), was awarded to the student who had maintained the highest grades for nine years.
I had been a straight A student since the first grade and had looked forwards very much to owning that jacket. My father was a farm laborer who couldn't earn enough money to feed five children. I was given to my grandparents to raise. There would never be a school sports jacket for us. This scholarship jacket was my only chance.
One day in May, I happened to overhear in the office. Mr. Schmidt, my history teacher, and Mr. Boone, my math teacher arguing about me. “I refuse to do it! I don't care who her father is；her grades can't match Martha's at all. I won't lie or falsify (伪造)records.” said Mr. Schmidt angrily.
But Mr. Boone's voice sounded calm. “Joann's father is not only on the Board (董事会), he owns the only store in town: we could say it was a close tie and…”
Shaking and sad, I, waited a few minutes and walked away.
The next day when the principal called me into his office. “Martha,” he said, “There's been a change in policy this year regarding the scholarship jacket. This year the Board has decided to charge fifteen dollars, which still won't cover the complete cost of the jacket. So if you are unable to pay the money for the jacket, it will be given to the next one in line.”
Standing with all the dignity I could find, I said，“I'll speak to my grandfather about it, sir, and let you know tomorrow.” I cried on the way home.
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2.请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
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By the time I got home, my eyes were red and swollen. I found my grandpa in the bean field.
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I dragged into the principal’s office the next day, sad and disappointed.
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“If mum finds out that I'm going to the beach, I'll be in big trouble.” I said to myself softly in a low voice.
I went downstairs slowly and tried to walk casually into the kitchen. As I was walking towards the back door, mum asked without looking up from her dish-washing, “Where are you going?” I answered back without hesitation, “I am going to the garden to play.” After I got out of the kitchen, I breathed a sign of relief. My plan had worked out fine so far. I climbed the fence and jumped onto the muddy field next to my house and started running towards the bus stop at top speed.
After half an hour I was at the beach scanning the crowd for my friends, Jimmy and Bobby. Two young men were racing in the canoes (独木舟). After a while, I saw them near a coconut tree. I ran towards them and got into my swimming trunk (游泳裤). For about an hour, we played volleyball happily.
Suddenly, Bobby hit the ball too hard and the ball fell into the sea. Just as Bobby was going to pick up the ball, the tide came in and carried the ball further and further away from the shore. I wanted to show off my swimming skills so I declared to help get the ball for him.
I dived into the water and started swimming at a steady pace. After swimming for about ten minutes, I became tired but when I saw that the ball was only a few feet away from me, I put in an extra burst of speed. However, just as I was going to get the ball, a very strong current swept the ball further away from me. At that moment, a string of weed (海草) tangled (缠绕) up with my feet and I could not swim properly.
I struggled to keep afloat but it was no use. “If I had listened to my parents, this would never have happened,” I thought silently.
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2. 请在答题卡的相应位置作答。
Finally, after struggling for a minute or two, I still got pulled underwater.
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When I woke up, I was in an empty room lying on a bed.
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6 . Six years ago,I made a bold decision to leave my job to work on a ship. My friends in the medical profession tried their best to
I was
As you can guess, many of the passengers were elderly. Heart attacks don’t
Now, I understand being a ship doctor is not a job — it’s a way of
| A．anger | B．threaten | C．improve | D．persuade |
| A．Skillful | B．Hungry | C．Cautious | D．Concerned |
| A．benefit | B．regret | C．surprise | D．disappointment |
| A．scaring | B．learning | C．traveling | D．puzzling |
| A．take in | B．work out | C．search for | D．make sense |
| A．training | B．risk | C．choice | D．challenge |
| A．changed | B．covered | C．checked | D．crossed |
| A．patient | B．useful | C．responsible | D．helpful |
| A．avoiding | B．suffering | C．treating | D．diagnosing |
| A．eventually | B．actually | C．occasionally | D．particularly |
| A．opinion | B．thought | C．operation | D．opportunity |
| A．weakness | B．exercise | C．toughness | D．pressure |
| A．care about | B．take up | C．get over | D．rely on |
| A．relaxing | B．boring | C．satisfying | D．terrifying |
| A．survived | B．struggled | C．awoke | D．stuck |
| A．Naturally | B．Thankfully | C．Importantly | D．Rarely |
| A．afforded | B．provided | C．enjoyed | D．protected |
| A．dressed | B．travelled | C．pretended | D．volunteered |
| A．experience | B．dream | C．life | D．success |
| A．otherwise | B．but | C．so | D．until |
7 . When Meglan Enz was 10 years old she decorated her bedroom walls with posters and pages torn from magazines of anything tied to the U. S. military. She couldn’t wait to be part of a world where it “was a big deal” for women to enlist.
Then one day there was a fire in her grandparents’ house on the family ranch in Hollister, California. By the time she and her parents arrived, the fire had been put out. Among the firefighting crew was a woman—caked in soot(灰), her head covered with a helmet and self-contained breathing apparatus(呼吸器). Enz was stunned.
“You’re actually a firefighter. Are you a woman firefighter?” “Yes,” Enz recalls the firefighter responding. “And I hope one day, you’ll think about it because we need a lot more women in the fire service.” And with that, the anonymous woman planted a seed in Enz’s young mind, so she abandoned her plan to join the military. Enz is now in her third season with CAL FIRE(California Department of Forestry and Fire Protection).
While statistics about the number of women in CAL FIRE only date back to 2019, they account for roughly 5.5 percent of the approximately 8,300 workforce. The job is demanding for anyone, especially female. Battling wildfires requires both physical and psychological strength, as well as endurance.
When Enz thinks back to that interaction she had as a child with the firefighter, she realizes that moment has never left her. Those instances underline the significance of mentor(导师)and of women—from any age or background—seeing other women in typically male-dominated professions. And they often come full circle.
Recently, Enz was coming of a fire line when she encountered a six-year-old girl, ginning with excitement over seeing a female firefighter. “This is so cool,” the girl said as she looked up at Enz. “I never see girls.” Enz choked up as she realized she had grown into that stranger who changed the course of her own life.
1. What is Enz’s initial dream?| A．Being a firefighter. | B．Being a soldier. |
| C．Being a mentor. | D．Being a professional. |
| A．The prejudices of the public. |
| B．The challenging requirements of the job. |
| C．The lack of physical strength. |
| D．The restrictions of local policy. |
| A．Modest and generous. | B．Outgoing and friendly. |
| C．Brave and determined. | D．Emotional and sensitive. |
| A．The influence of a mentor. | B．Reduce the wildfire risk. |
| C．Never give up your dreams. | D．Get ready for the firefight. |
8 . It was a summer vacation, and I was at a zoo with my family. Because of my extremely pointy nose, when we spotted a group of flamingos (火烈鸟) standing around a pond, my brother shouted at me, “Hey, look! Your real family!” Then, my parents asked me to stand in front of my new-found relatives. “Now turn your face to the side, sweetie,” my mom said. She pressed the button and shot a picture.
Once, I was having lunch at my aunt’s house. “Why don’t you have a boyfriend yet?” she asked. “We were talking about you the other day and saying how pretty you are, Patricia, but we all agreed that if you just took off a little bit of length from that nose, you could be beautiful.”
When I was 14, the performer Ashlee Simpson got a fantastic nose job. I looked at her before-and-after pictures, and I was convinced I needed to get one for myself. I told my mom I was determined to fix my nose. “I thought you had grown out of this by now,” she said, disapproval in her voice. When I begged her to take me to see a plastic surgeon (整容医生), my mother would laugh and tell me there was an easier way to fix my problem. “If you believe you’re beautiful, people will see you that way,” she would say.
She must have had enough of me, because she finally agreed to book me an appointment. Full of expectation, I walked into the doctor’s office. The doctor turned my head up and down while a nurse took a photo of my face. The doctor downloaded the images and played around with my nose’s appearance. Finally, he showed me his finished work in the computer. When I stared at the image, a smile flashed across my face and then disappeared. I made excuses to get out of making another appointment and exited the office, never mentioning a nose job again.
Looking at the old photo, I’m smiling with an inward relief. Had I had that plastic surgery, I would definitely lose my individuality and uniqueness. My mum’s words consistently serve as a reminder that don’t let appearance cast a shadow on our confidence and we should learn to accept and love who we are.
1. What can we possibly infer from paragraph 1?| A．People preferred a pointy nose to a round one. |
| B．People liked taking pictures with flamingos. |
| C．The author’s pointy nose didn’t bother her family. |
| D．The author felt proud of looking like a flamingo. |
| A．The need to find a boyfriend. |
| B．The memory of the summer vacation. |
| C．The dislike for the position of her nose. |
| D．The amazing effect of a celebrity’s case. |
| A．the author kept asking her to arrange it for her |
| B．the author’s aunt managed to change her mind |
| C．the technology of plastic surgeries had advanced a lot |
| D．she thought the author was old enough for a plastic surgery |
| A．mother’s words are a reliable source of enjoyment |
| B．acceptance of our weaknesses is of great importance |
| C．a plastic surgery can make someone more confident |
| D．it’s not worth sacrificing one’s features for beauty |
1.写信目的；2.介绍李明的优势；3.期望。
注意：1. 词数 100 左右；
2.可以适当增加细节，以使行文连贯。
Dear Mr Williams,
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Yours sincerely,
Li Hua
10 . This was the first real task I received in my new school. It seemed simple: go on the Internet and find information about a man named George Washington. As I searched the name, I found that there were two famous people having the same name who looked completely different! One invented hundreds of uses for peanuts(花生), while the other led some sort of army across America. I stared at the screen, wondering which one my teacher meant. I called my grandfather for a golden piece of advice; let the coin decide. I flipped(掷) a coin and Ah! Tails (背面)! My report would be about the great man who invented peanut butter, George Washington Carver.
Weeks later, I stood in front of the classroom and proudly read my homework. But things started to get strange. I looked around the room, only to find my classmates with big smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes and my stone-faced teacher. I was completely lost. “What could be causing everyone to act this way?”
Oh well, I dropped the paper and sat down at my desk, burning to find out what I had done wrong. As a classmate began his report, it all became clear, “My report is on George Washington, the man who started the American War of Independence.” The whole world became quiet! How could I know that my teacher meant that George Washington?
Of course, my subject result was awful. Sad but fearless, I decided to turn this around. I talked to the headmaster Miss Lancelot, but she said firmly: No re-dos; no new score. I felt that it was not fair, and I believed I deserved a second chance. So I threw myself heartily into my work for the rest of the school year. Ten months later, I sat in the headmaster’s office again, but this time a completely different conversation. I smiled and flashed back to the terrible moment at the beginning of the year as the headmaster told me I was good enough to skip(跳过) the 6th grade and started the 7th grade next term.
1. The task I received was to find information about ________.| A．uses for peanuts |
| B．American War of Independence |
| C．George Washington |
| D．my headmaster Miss Lancelot |
| A．I was too proud of my homework |
| B．I mistook what the homework was about |
| C．the whole world suddenly became quiet |
| D．the teacher’s face turned to a stone |
| A．the headmaster didn’t like the writer at all |
| B．the writer’s classmates felt sad at his mistake |
| C．the writer knew little about American history |
| D．the writer’s grandpa was a very wise man |
| A．Seeing is believing. |
| B．Where there is a will, there is a way. |
| C．One is never too old to learn. |
| D．A friend in need is a friend indeed. |
