6-year-old Quinn Hill became her family’s hero when she took immediate action during an emergency that saved her mother’s life with the help of her neighbor, Mrs. Smith.
Jennifer, a 39-year-old single mother, began the day by sending her child, Hill, to school. Having no idea what would happen, Jennifer was filled with anxiety. After all, it was the first day of a new school year for Hill, a fresh start! On the way school. she repeatedly reminded Hill to solve problems positively and fit in. Though worried, Jennifer had to wave goodbye to her daughter, watching her towards the school gate.
The whole day was packed with housework. Jennifer tidied the house, washed clothes, and prepared for the evening meal. As the school bell rang, signaling the end of the day, Jennifer picked Hill up from school. On seeing Jennifer, Hill couldn’t wait to hug her, sharing the school experiences. Chatting and laughing accompanied them all the way. Hill’s innocent laughter was like Jennifer’s ray of sunshine.
Approaching home, they encountered Mrs. Smith, a most kind and thoughtful housewife living in their neighborhood for many years. Mrs. Smith often invited Jennifer and Hill to her home and shared her homemade desserts and cookies. The two families developed a close relationship and Hill liked to stay with Mrs. Smith, who always brightened her days with willingness and timely help. After exchanging greetings, they went back to their own homes.
On arriving home, Jennifer set out to prepare dinner. As the sun began to set, the house was full of a pleasant smell of cooking food. Jennifer and Hill sat at the kitchen table when Jennifer suddenly began to seize. She was sitting in a chair, looking up at the ceiling. and experiencing abnormal breathing. She then fell out of the chair onto her left side, her hands balled into fists, and her body was shaking violently. Her eyes were open, and Hill kept calling “Mommy, Mommy”, but she could not respond.
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Realizing the severe situation, Hill ran out for help.
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Jennifer finally came to herself in the hospital.
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By the age of sixteen years old, Ben had always been an outstanding student. He went to great lengths to achieve high grades and managed to keep his parents delighted and proud. Neither of his parents had the opportunity to attend university and it was their biggest ambition that Ben could land a well-paid and decent job as a lawyer. He knew that achieving this goal would make his parents walk on air, but he wasn’t certain whether he would feel the same.
Since he was only a child, Ben had been passionate about computer programming. He taught himself how to use a computer, and by the age of 12, he had been proficient in three difterent programming languages. He did all of this in his spare time. He was quite an introvert (内向的人), so he preferred staying in with his computer, rather than going out socializing with his fellow classmates or playing sports in the brilliant sunshine. It was acceptable with his parents, as long as he continued to focus on his studies.
One day, while reading an article online about a young technology billionaire called Tom, Ben was fascinated by the magical power of technology and the wisdom and imnovation of the young CEO. The inner voice told him that he longed to become a computer programmer. Everything changed for Ben. In the article, the CEO said that his company was trying to create a new and improved way of paying for goods online but that they were struggling with the security system. He said if they could overcome this, they could launch the biggest and best online payment system in the world. It occurred to Ben that he had an innovative idea on how to handle this problem. Thinking that it wouldn’t come to anything, he emailed the CEO, introducing himself and explaining his idea.
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He forgot all about it, but then a month later; the most amazing thing happened.
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___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________3 . My childhood was mostly silent. It was full of love, laughter, anger and sadness like any family, but these things occurred
I loved to watch her hands, which were always
Sometimes, those same hands spoke to me literally. Basic
As I grew up, I began to
My mother’s knowledge is deeply
| A．quickly | B．constantly | C．quietly | D．normally |
| A．passed down | B．brought up | C．laid down | D．made up |
| A．serving | B．awarding | C．sparing | D．teaching |
| A．spots | B．lines | C．marks | D．scars |
| A．pose | B．sign | C．signal | D．wave |
| A．failed | B．progressed | C．stopped | D．spread |
| A．regretted | B．insisted | C．predicted | D．doubted |
| A．mouth | B．eye | C．nose | D．finger |
| A．frequently | B．simply | C．hardly | D．merely |
| A．show | B．understand | C．wonder | D．question |
| A．recognition | B．concentration | C．disapproval | D．credit |
| A．acceptance | B．creativity | C．inspiration | D．guidance |
| A．function | B．shadow | C．guarantee | D．control |
| A．involved | B．buried | C．applied | D．choked |
| A．roughness | B．flexibility | C．strength | D．softness |
4 . When the fifth grade school year was almost over, all the girls made autograph (签名) books. As I signed my classmates’ books, I noticed their moms had written in them, too. “I couldn’t be prouder of you. Can’t wait to see how you like junior high!” “Congratulations! We love you and know you have a bright future!”
I asked my mother to sign mine, too. When she handed it back to me, I was anxious to see what she had written. This is what I found on the page:
When a thing is first begun,
Never leave it till it’s done.
Be the labor great or small.
Do it well or not at all.
That was it? I was frozen. It was an indication to me that, if I couldn’t be perfect, I wasn’t good enough. I held back my tears, left the page in but secretly hoped my classmates wouldn’t read it.
Do it well or not at all. For years, I battled perfectionism and never felt good enough for most of my life.
When my mother was in her eighties, I gave her a book to fill out so we could know more about her. It had questions at the top of each page and then blank space to respond. I secretly hoped she’d been working on it all along. Sadly, not long after, my mother passed away. When I sorted out her belongings, what I wanted more than anything was that book. What I found stopped me short. On page ten, the question was, “What’s the best advice you got from your parents?” Her response was what she had written in my autograph book. Even though I’d memorized it years ago, I read it at a slower pace now, seeing it in a new light.
It was written to her by her mother, and she was passing it down to her daughter in the same way. A gift from her to me. She was giving me treasured, valuable advice when all I was thinking about were words of praise. I understand it now.
1. In paragraph 1, the author found that words from other classmates’ moms ________.| A．contained reflection on life |
| B．expressed their thankfulness |
| C．showed pride in their children |
| D．featured a formal writing style |
| A．Disappointed. | B．Motivated. | C．Hopeful. | D．Anxious. |
| A．The author memorized the words from her mom. |
| B．The author was surprised to see the same words again. |
| C．The author found it easy to see the words clearly under the light. |
| D．The author began to have a new understanding of her mom’s words. |
| A．A vision of a perfect world. |
| B．Encouragement to do things well. |
| C．Her mom’s wisdom of loving yourself. |
| D．Her mom’s advice on living at a slow pace. |
My great-grandmother Eileen is ambitious (有雄心的), determined, loyal, strong and a bit of legend (传奇) in her own lifetime, which now reaches 92 years. I should add that we’re not allowed to call her Gran, because she says it makes her feel old.
That summer, I lost my job and felt hopeless. One day. I paid a visit to her. On my arrival, seeing my low spirits, she asked me whether I had prepared to get a new start. I just kept silent. Without any more words, she picked up a box which she placed on the coffee table, saying “You do know what you’re doing with these things, don’t you?”
It was a new phone. Her current mobile was pretty ancient.
“Yes.” I said.
“Good. That’s why I ask you. You young people know more about such things than us oldies. You can take it home and get it all set up,” she went on. “Then, when you bring it back, show me how to use my new phone, such as getting on the Internet, sending e-mails and so on.” She smiled so sweetly. Setting up the phone would be easy, but teaching her how to use it might be challenging.
The following day I headed back to my great-grandmother’s with the phone. “Here’s your phone. It’s all ready to use.”
For the next hour, I was busy setting up her passcode (密码) and fingerprint recognition, which she said was like something out of James Bond.
When I finally got her to swipe (滑动屏幕), she didn’t put the right amount of pressure on and the menu slipped away. After what seemed like hours, she threw the phone across the room and it landed on the sofa. “Take it easy!” she howled. “I want my old phone back!”
I picked up the phone and was about to leave to give her time to cool down when I realized I didn’t want to go home when she was angry.
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“Come on. Eileen. One more try.” I said.
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6 . “This Friday we’ll have the yearly Egg Drop Challenge,” said our science teacher, Mr. Baker.
“You can work alone or with a partner.”
My friend. Cassie, and I smiled at each other. We always worked on projects
The goal of the Challenge was simple -- to build a protective container to keep an egg from breaking when
I made my sandwich that afternoon while waiting for Cassie.
“I have a brilliant design for our egg container!” I said when Cassie arrived. “We can
Why not put the egg in a basket with a parachute (降落伞)
I couldn’t believe it. Of course we’d had our little
“Then I’ll build mine and you build yours!”
Since words had been out, our friendship was
When Friday finally arrived, I had to
Anyway, my Egg-cellent Egg Cream didn’t look quite scientific. We kids carried our containers up three stadium steps and dropped them over the side wall. Those whose eggs broke were out; those whose egg
“That looks like egg drop soup, Laura,” Cassie said. She was holding her Egg Force One. My heart
“My egg bounced out,” she explained, pointing to a broken shell.
“A tie.” Mr Baker said.
Cassie looked at me, and her glare
| A．incredibly | B．intently | C．together | D．alone |
| A．beat down | B．pushed against | C．thrown at | D．dropped over |
| A．Spreading | B．Chewing | C．Consuming | D．Sampling |
| A．protect | B．replace | C．maintain | D．fetch |
| A．exposed | B．covered | C．attached | D．occupied |
| A．concepts | B．fights | C．manners | D．resolutions |
| A．fragile | B．challenged | C．permanent | D．sustained |
| A．explain | B．deny | C．admit | D．prove |
| A．starved | B．served | C．survived | D．carved |
| A．seconds | B．rounds | C．steps | D．eggs |
| A．steps | B．way | C．wall | D．sidewalk |
| A．folded | B．surrounded | C．dotted | D．covered |
| A．ran | B．calmed | C．scanned | D．raced |
| A．Visible | B．Lost | C．Broken | D．Empty |
| A．floated | B．remained | C．decreased | D．softened |
One Saturday morning, Jeremy woke up to a quiet house. Usually, Mom was awake making breakfast and cleaning the kitchen, but not today. At the sound of his mom coughing, Jeremy knocked on her bedroom door and asked with great concern if she was okay. “Honey,” Mom said weakly. “I have a terrible cold. You can have cereal (燕麦) for breakfast and watch cartoons. I’m going to stay in bed.”
Jeremy poured some cereal into a bowl and ate the pieces dry. Mom must feel very bad if she was staying in bed all day. How could Jeremy help? First, he wiped up the crumbs of cereal he left on the kitchen counter. He also put away the cereal box neatly, so the kitchen looked just as it did when he woke up. But what else could he do? Jeremy thought. Saturday was the day when mom did some washing. Jeremy loved to watch the clothes spinning in the machine. That should be fun! He ran to his room to get the clothes basket, inside which there was his mother’s favorite white dress, among other clothes and a pair of red socks.
Jeremy opened the door to the washer and put the clothes inside. He had watched Mom do the washing lots of times, so he knew where to find the washing powder and how to pour it into the machine. Finally, he closed the door and pressed the big button that said “START.” Jeremy looked through the round glass window. Water was pouring in, and the machine was starting to spin, making his clothing tumble around. That was easy!
Jeremy watched cartoons until he heard the washing machine beep. That meant the washing was done. Jeremy opened the door to take out the damp clothes. He took out a few at a time and moved them into the dryer. Everything seemed clean, and Jeremy felt proud. Then he pulled out a pink dress.
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But he remembered there was no pink dress in the clothes basket.
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___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________My little sister, Meg, said that she wasn’t afraid of the dark anymore and she’d be OK staying with Aunt Lily in the country. “As long as you’re there, Mike,” she had said. Still, Mum was worried. Meg had never slept away from home, away from the city. So I told Mum I could handle everything.
Even though we were only staying overnight, Meg had brought six books-all about fairies (仙女). After we unpacked, Aunt Lily invited us to pick some flowers. As we followed her through the forest, Meg held my hand tightly. But once we reached the sunlit grassland, she let go. “Butterflies!” whispered Meg. She screamed with delight when one flew near her.
Maybe I had nothing to worry about, I thought. I still remembered when I was here last summer, I found some amazing insects, like fireflies (萤火虫) and walking sticks which I’d never seen in the city.
“Fairies are magical. See these beautiful flowers they grow!” she kept telling absolutely everything she knew about fairies. I was glad that if she kept it up until bedtime, then maybe she’d fall right to sleep.
Meg did keep chatting, right through supper. Then the sun began to set. “Does it get really dark out here at night?” she asked. Her eyes were fixed on the window.
“Sure, but we’ve got plenty of lights inside,” said Aunt Lily. She leaned over and gave Meg a warm smile. But I could tell she was still worried. “I could read to you.”
I hadn’t even finished a page when her bottom lip started shaking slightly. “Mike,” she said, her eyes starting to fill. “I want to go home.” I quickly searched through her book for something to keep her from crying.
The book fell open to a page that was dog-eared from use, a page that was obviously one of Meg’s favorites. The text read: “Among the trees deep in the forest, the lights of fairies gleam (闪烁).” Aha! How could I forget those “tiny fairies” out there?
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“Meg, there’s something outside I want to show you,” I whispered.
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_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________9 . I used to be the most determined resolution-maker. Every January 1st, I would dutifully sit down and write out my resolutions for the upcoming year. I always
The problem? I never accomplished those resolutions. I’d start out strong, but by February or March, I’d be out of willpower and I’d
Two years ago, I started experiencing severe stomach pain. The doctors
The experience completely changed my perspective on my life — especially about what I consider “success” and “failure.” Before, I always felt like I was
I understand the
| A．achieved | B．picked | C．compared | D．missed |
| A．shouted at | B．argued with | C．laughed at | D．bargained with |
| A．settle | B．drop | C．turn | D．slide |
| A．confused | B．annoyed | C．guilty | D．anxious |
| A．performed | B．scheduled | C．completed | D．dominated |
| A．take | B．bring | C．figure | D．carry |
| A．since | B．though | C．until | D．before |
| A．discover | B．inform | C．instruct | D．realize |
| A．right | B．enough | C．possible | D．funny |
| A．take up | B．learn from | C．find out | D．deal with |
| A．succeeding | B．belonging | C．failing | D．progressing |
| A．honestly | B．equally | C．happily | D．simply |
| A．appeal | B．stimulation | C．motivation | D．difficulty |
| A．incredible | B．magical | C．special | D．valuable |
| A．document | B．calendar | C．fortune | D．brochure |
When I was a child, I thought Dad loved my brother more than me. Dad let my little brother go with him to buy tools, repair things with hammers (锤子), etc. I always seemed to be left behind. I simply stood nearby and watched them join the father- and-son activities. How I longed for Dad to let me join them! But I knew it would never happen because I was a girl.
All of a sudden. I got a great idea: I would turn myself into a boy! After all, my brother and I looked alike. The only real difference was that he had short hair, while mine was long. “If I get my hair cut like my brother, Dad will have two sons,” I thought. I could even get my hair cut at the same shop that Dad and my brother often went. It would be perfect!
I could hardly wait for the haircut day to come. Finally, Dad announced one morning that he and my brother were going to have a haircut. “Please, can I go, too?” I begged. “Are you sure you want to go to the shop for males? Don’t you want to stay here and play with your sister?” he asked. “No,” I answered without a moment’s hesitation. “I want to go with you.”
I was delighted when Dad nodded. Surely, I hadn’t yet mentioned my plan to him. As we drove down the highway, I touched my long blond hair, imagining what my new life of hammers and nails would be like.
In just a few minutes, we entered the shop. I was the only female there. Suddenly, I felt just a little bit out of place in this man’s world. I swallowed (吞咽) hard and watched as my brother climbed expertly into the barber’s (理发师) chair. Later, I gathered the courage to ask Dad if I could get a haircut, too.
“I want a haircut like his,” I added, pointing to my brother. Surprised, Dad said, “You’d better think twice about it.” “Oh, but Dad,” I explained, “I want a real haircut just like his!”
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And I pointed once again to my brother.
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“I’ve finished,” the barber said, and turned me around to face the mirror.
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