1 . What a day! I started my new school this morning and had the best time. I made lots of new friends and really liked my teachers. I was nervous the night before, but I had no reason to be. Everyone was so friendly and polite. They made me feel at ease. It was like I’d been at the school for a hundred years!
The day started very early at 7:00 am. I had my breakfast downstairs with my mom. She could tell that I was very nervous. Mom kept asking me what was wrong. She told me I had nothing to worry about and that everyone was going to love me. If they didn’t love me, mom said to have a good talk with them. I couldn’t stop laughing.
My mom dropped me off at the school gate about five minutes before the bell rang. A little blonde girl got dropped off at the same time and started waving (招手) at me. She ran over and told me her name was Abigail. She was very nice and we became close straight away. We spent all morning together and began to talk to another girl called Stacey. The three of us sat together in class all day and we even made our way home together! It went so quickly. Our teacher told us that tomorrow we would really start learning and developing new skills.
I cannot wait until tomorrow and feel as though I am really going to enjoy my time at my new school. I only hope that my new friends feel the same way, too.
1. How did the author feel the night before her new school?| A．Tired. | B．Excited. | C．Happy. | D．Worried. |
| A．Clear. | B．Funny. | C．Reasonable. | D．Excellent. |
| A．She met many nice people. | B．She had a hurried breakfast. |
| C．She learned some new skills. | D．She arrived at school very early. |
| A．She disliked Stacey. | B．She was shy and quiet. |
| C．She got on well with the author. | D．She was an old friend of the author. |
2 . My daughter and I were swimming in our pool one summer day. This day was like any of the other days, so I had no way of knowing that this one would go down in our family history as a
The sun was setting and the night was
Instead, she
What we had done was to spend time together and
| A．memory | B．freedom | C．topic | D．fight |
| A．hear of | B．talk about | C．argue about | D．complain of |
| A．cautiously | B．unbelievably | C．directly | D．quickly |
| A．remembered | B．imagined | C．watched | D．noticed |
| A．built | B．decorated | C．surrounded | D．reached |
| A．tired | B．afraid | C．satisfied | D．fond |
| A．originally | B．curiously | C．humorously | D．sadly |
| A．knocked | B．moved | C．hit | D．hurt |
| A．event | B．data | C．spider | D．time |
| A．winding up | B．picking up | C．pointing at | D．staring at |
| A．normally | B．simply | C．slightly | D．independently |
| A．figure | B．appreciate | C．handle | D．discuss |
| A．limited | B．former | C．extra | D．distant |
| A．forget | B．want | C．stop | D．choose |
| A．unusual | B．best | C．easiest | D．rare |
3 . It is said that a person’s high school years are some of the most important they will experience，and are often seen as a critical and lifeshaping time.I coudn’t agree more.
My high school life has been filled with many ups and downs, whether it was social or academic.Even though my current high school was not my first choice, I never regretted attending Southside High School.“Since you have chosen it, then it is the best for you，” said my parents.
Up until the junior year I did not realize my capabilities (能力) as a student.Being in the IB Program, I was told that my junior year would be the toughest in all the years of high school.With this “little” piece of information, I walked into my junior year, scared of my grades.As weeks went by, I started to believe that the junior year was not as hard as everyone had said, but I was wrong.My grades were rapidly declining (下降) and by the end of the first term I had had five Cs in seven of my classes! I could not believe it — I did not want to believe it.I tried my best to get my grades up myself without any help from anyone, but my pride just made my grades worse.And I had to miss out on one of the most important speech and debate competitions all year：States.I was heartbroken.I realized that I could not survive my junior year on my own, so I had to get help fast.
Once I got a tutor, my grades went from Cs, Ds, and even some Fs, to nothing but As and Bs.I slowly started to gain my confidence back in all of my classes and even myself.By the time the third and fourth quarter came around, I had been on the honor roll twice, and I was receiving awards from speeches and debates, tennis and school.
Southside has taught me to always keep my head up and never give up on myself no matter what life throws at me.I am proud to be a Southside Tiger.
1. What can we learn from the first paragraph?| A．The writer always thought Southside High School was the best. |
| B．The writer’s parents persuaded her into attending Southside High School. |
| C．The writer has met many challenges since she attended high school. |
| D．Life has become easier since the writer came to Southside High School. |
| A．Excited. | B．Worried. |
| C．Curious. | D．Uninterested. |
| A．Because she didn’t work hard enough. |
| B．Because she didn’t ask others for help because of pride. |
| C．Because she missed many important speeches. |
| D．Because no one would like to help her. |
| A．Students should face challenges bravely. |
| B．Students should be careful in choosing school. |
| C．Students should be proud of their school. |
| D．Students should better learn about life. |
I sat at the breakfast table with my four-year-old son, Andy, trying to ignore the ache in my stomach. “Mama, want to play?” “Not today, baby.” I shook my head. These days I could barely get out of bed. I was still recovering from an operation. I hoped for strength and happiness. But the future seemed so hopeless.
Suddenly Andy jumped up from his spot on the kitchen floor. “Bird!” he shouted, rushing to our courtyard. Sure enough, there was a white dove seated in a tree. It sat there for a few moments, and then flew away. Strange, I’d never seen one in our neighborhood before.
When I dragged myself to the kitchen the next morning, the dove was back. This time it was with a mate carrying sticks, “Look, Andy,” I said, pointing to the tree. “They are going to make a nest.” The doves flew in and out of the courtyard all week, building on top of the tree.
Andy could hardly contain his excitement. Every morning, he’d run into the kitchen and take his spot by the door, talking to the birds while they worked. His happiness was influential. Much as I was sad, I couldn’t help but look forward to the doves’ visit too.
Then it all went wrong. The courtyard was a safe enough spot for a nest, but the tree is broad, thin leaves were far from stable. One night, a strong wind blew, throwing the doves’ nest to the ground. I heard the twigs(细枝) break apart.
I examined the damage. Nothing good ever lasted. I wouldn’t blame the doves if it never came back. But they returned. They started again from the beginning. Again, though, the wind destroyed all their hard work. The next day, and the next, they started again, as if nothing had happened.
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I knew I had to do something.
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_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________5 . Twenty years ago, Eric Moussambani became a global star. He swam a 100-metre freestyle in the Sydney Olympic pool so
Eric was the first swimmer from Equatorial Guinea to
Eric learned swimming from a fisherman. When he heard the country was
When Eric first saw the Olympic pool, he thought it was so
It made him a symbol for swimming in Equatorial Guinea, where there are now two
| A．quickly | B．slowly | C．smoothly | D．ridiculously |
| A．work | B．volunteer | C．compete | D．strengthen |
| A．development | B．principle | C．limit | D．wisdom |
| A．secretly | B．silently | C．backward | D．alone |
| A．cheered | B．pushed | C．called | D．pointed |
| A．award | B．trouble | C．focus | D．support |
| A．responding to | B．standing by | C．training up | D．looking for |
| A．coach | B．pool | C．fan | D．athlete |
| A．modern | B．clean | C．big | D．deep |
| A．camera | B．grasses | C．opportunity | D．lesson |
| A．experience | B．money | C．guidance | D．equipment |
| A．transformed | B．ruined | C．threatened | D．rescued |
| A．economic | B．standard | C．decorated | D．creative |
| A．honor | B．treatment | C．goal | D．lesson |
| A．beg | B．persevere | C．educate | D．negotiate |
6 . My simple life consisted of books, a cat, and a glass of drink every evening. Occasional dinners with friends kept me from being a total shut-in. But a sense of unease settled over me. My mother used to say, “You don’t regret what you did but what you didn’t do. “Honoring her philosophy, I wouldn’t let fear win.
I couldn’t remember the last time I had done something just for myself. I needed to set personal boundaries. So I grabbed my laptop and began researching tours. A couple of clicks and glasses of drink later, I booked a tour. In a few months, I would fly to Greece all by myself.
The night before my big adventure, “what-ifs” crowded into my brain. All my friends and family were impressed with my bravery. Off I went excitedly with my suitcase. We flew across the Atlantic on a huge plane packed with vacationing families and senior citizens. After a long, sleepless flight, I stepped off the plane into the airport. Foreign languages filled my ears, but that couldn’t diminish my initial feeling. I was as excited as I set out. My Greek adventure began.
I spotted a driver holding a sign with my name on it. I pinched (捏) myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I was now one of those women seen in airport posters; an international world traveler.
Traveling alone empowered me to become a brave new woman—one who walked through fear to find a greater sense of self. I learned to focus on making time a priority. Now I confidently say “no” to an event or a project I don’t want to handle, I no longer make excuses or feel guilty.
1. What caused the author to travel to Greece?| A．The suggestion from friends. | B．The motivation from her books. |
| C．The encouragement from her friends. | D．The need to do something for herself. |
| A．Decrease. | B．Cause. | C．Inspire. | D．Ignore. |
| A．To remind herself that she was reading a poster. | B．To catch the attention of the waiting driver. |
| C．To make sure she was traveling abroad. | D．To ensure she was in good state of health. |
| A．Tending to be focused. | B．Starting to treasure time. |
| C．Thinking of others before herself. | D．Handling a project more efficiently. |
When my daughters reached the third and fourth grades, I sometimes allowed them to walk to and from school alone if the weather permitted. One warm spring day, a small friend followed them home after school. This friend had short legs and long floppy ears, with a furry coat and tiny spots across her nose. She was the cutest puppy I had ever seen and my girls begged me to keep her.
She was not more than twelve weeks old. She had no identifying marks of any sort. I didn’t know what to do. I thought about running an ad in the lost and found but I really didn’t want to. It would break the kids’ hearts if someone should show up. Besides, her owners should have watched her more closely, I thought.
By the end of the week she was part of our family. She was very clever and good with the girls. The Following week something told me to check the lost and found section in the local paper. One particular ad caught my attention and my heart sank at what I read. Someone was searching for a lost puppy near our grade school. They sounded desperate. My hand shook. I could not ask myself to pick up the phone.
Instead, I pretend I hadn’t seen the ad. I quickly put the paper aside and tried to ignore it. I never say anything about it to the kids or my husband.
By now we had named the puppy. She looked like a Molly, so we called her Molly. She followed the girls everywhere they went. When they went outside, she was one step behind them. When they did housework she was there to help.
There was only one problem with this perfect dog: my conscience (良心) was bothering me. I knew in my heart I had to call that number and see if our Molly was the puppy they were desperately looking for.
注意：1. 所续写短文的词数应为150左右；
2. 续写部分分为两段，每段开头语已为你写好。
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With mixed feelings, I finally picked up the phone.
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Opening the door, I saw a woman with a little girl sitting in a small wheelchair.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________After filling out fifty applications, going through four interviews, and winning one offer, I took what I could get — a teaching job at what I considered a distant wild area: western New Jersey. My characteristic optimism was alive only when I reminded myself that I would be doing what I had wanted to do since I was fourteen — teaching English．
School started. I was teaching English. I worked hard, taking time off only to eat and sleep. And then there was my sixth-grade class who were only six years younger than me. I was struggling in my work as a young idealistic teacher. I wanted to make literature come alive and to promote a love for the written word. The students wanted to throw spitballs (纸团)and whisper dirty words in the back of the room.
In college, I had been taught that a successful educator should ignore bad behavior. So I did, confident that, as the textbook had said, the bad behavior would disappear as I gave my students positive attention. But in fact, humans, particularly teenagers, rarely seem reasonable. By the time my boss, who was also my taskmaster, known to be the strictest, most demanding, most quick to fire inexperienced teachers, came into the classroom to observe me, the students exhibited very little good behavior to praise.
My boss sat in the back of the room. The boys in the class were making animal noises, hitting each other while the girls filed their nails or read magazines. I just pretended it all wasn’t happening and went on lecturing and tried to ask some inspiring questions. My boss, sitting in the back of the room, seemed to be growing bigger and bigger. After twenty minutes, he left silently. Visions of unemployment marched before my eyes. I felt mildly proud that I got through the rest of class without crying, but at my next free period, I had to face him.
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After class, I walked to his office, took a deep breath and opened the door.
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Inspired by his advice, I walked toward the classroom, determined to make a change.
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“Now, parents and students separate into two groups. You will be reunited at the end of the campus tour.”
Groups of incoming freshman happily left their parents upon hearing this announcement. I was less than thrilled about starting college, let alone leaving my mother’s side to tour the campus with other freshmen; I felt a little anxious. We followed the senior tour guide. The other freshmen chatted and made causal introductions as I dragged behind. How could I have believed I was ready for this? After all, it had only been a few months since I left the hospital. I was feeling better for the first time in years. But college...?
My thinking was interrupted by a sweet female voice, “Hi, I’m Jennifer.” “I’m Lauren,” I replied. “Where do you prefer to live? At home or on campus?” she said. Before I could reply, the tour guide announced it was time to create our schedules and select the courses we wanted to take.
We crowded into the Student Activity Center. Three seniors handed out thick course bulletins (课程公告) and forms that needed to be filled out. All around me, the sounds of turning papers and writing sounded like those given by an alarm clock. Others seemed to be moving through the process quickly but I hadn’t even opened my course catalog (目录).
“Focus,” I told myself. “just read through the catalog and find the course you like and a schedule that works” psychology A or B, Geology 101, English, history, sections 1, 2, 3…The list went on and on.
I panicked and almost started to cry. How was I supposed to know how to complete it? I was just relearning how to live in the real world, and they wanted me to make a schedule. How I wished someone could help me.
Soon, other freshmen were handing in their forms.
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Then, I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.
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1. What do Tom’s parents expect him to be in the future?
| A．An artist. | B．A doctor. | C．A teacher. |
| A．In an art school. | B．In a law school. | C．In a medical school. |
| A．It’s interesting. | B．It’s boring. | C．It’s too much hard work. |
| A．Because a doctor can earn more money. |
| B．Because a doctor can help people. |
| C．Because they hope he will be happy. |
