It was somewhere between spring and summer, and my mom and I were driving through the countryside. Back then, I was 13 years old, and always felt unhappy with Mom. But I didn’t know that this trip was going to be a special one.
A pot of flowers sat in the back seat, whose heavenly fragrance(香味)filled the car. Suddenly, in the middle of nowhere, my mom stopped the car. “What are you doing?” I shouted, fearing that the car had broken down and we’d be trapped there, so far from home. But that wasn’t the case. My mom jumped out of the car, grabbing(抓)the flowers from the back seat. “It’ll just be a minute,” she called back through the open windows.
I impatiently looked at the side of the road before finding a little sign showing that it was a nursing home. I looked back to the building, a little annoyed, as my mom reappeared ——empty- handed.
Before she started the car, curiosity drove me to ask, “Do you know someone there?” She shook her head. “Then what did you do with the flowers?” She smiled slightly, “I gave them to the receptionist (前台接待员).” “What?” She laughed at my confusion. “I told the receptionist to give the flowers to whoever needed them, especially those who haven’t gotten any in a while.”
I kept silent for a moment. Not long after we continued our driving, I spoke again, “Did you leave your name?” To this, she answered instantly, “No. Leaving flowers there for someone who will appreciate them makes me feel good, which is enough of a thank for me.”
Suddenly, still thinking about Mom’s deeds, I heard something burst loudly. It was our car that broke down! Nothing could be worse, because neither my mom nor I understood how to repair it, and we didn’t know where the garage was. It also seemed impossible to wait for any passer-by, since we had seen so few people along the way.
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We were worrying about what could be done.
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As we drove along, a flower shop came into sight on the road.
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New Beginnings
My sister and I weren’t exactly what you would call close. I was three years younger, and I thought she walked on water. Everything she did was perfect, and I wanted to be just like her when I grew up. If she wore her hair in twin braids with a pink clip one day, the next day I wore mine exactly the same way. I used to follow her and her friends around, begging to be included, but there isn’t much room in a thirteen-year-old’s life for a annoying ten-year-old sister. As a result, over time, my worship of her became indifference. We were strangers living in the same house, eating together but never communicating.
So when she sat me down last year and told me she’d be going to Israel to study abroad for ten months, I wasn’t too concerned. I figured I would get to wear the clothes she left behind and use her CD player. That was the only way I thought her leaving would affect me.
That first night after she left, I sat in my room and tried to do homework. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong, something was missing. The house was too quiet. No Tova’s CD player and no Tova’s voice giggling on the phone with her friends. Sitting there, I realized just how different it was without her in the house. Even though we didn’t always speak, I had felt safe just knowing she was near.
I cried that night. I cried over all the years we had wasted trying to live our own lives and ignoring each other’s. I cried that I couldn’t even give her a hug before she boarded her plane. But as the night wore on, my tears changed to tears of calm, tears of new beginnings.
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I picked up the phone and called her halfway across the world.
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Finally she spoke.
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1. What’s the relationship between the speakers?
| A．Good friends. | B．Roommates. | C．Fellow students. |
| A．A year ago. | B．Three months ago. | C．A week ago. |
| A．He wants younger company . |
| B．He wants to be nearer college. |
| C．He doesn’t get along with the host family. |
| A．Visit a teacher. |
| B．Hang out with friends. |
| C．Give John a phone call. |
4 . When studying at the university of Pittsburgh, I went home every weekend. “Look, I got a best sportsman’s jacket!” I said. Dad
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| A．hardly | B．slowly | C．quickly | D．unwillingly |
| A．afraid of | B．anxious for | C．thankful for | D．proud of |
| A．excitement | B．warning | C．disappointment | D．anger |
| A．worse | B．less | C．better | D．stronger |
| A．studied at | B．graduated from | C．worked in | D．moved to |
| A．illness | B．temper | C．emotion | D．wish |
| A．saving | B．masking | C．removing | D．completing |
| A．normal | B．mental | C．physical | D．minor |
| A．praise | B．ignore | C．attract | D．understand |
| A．basketball | B．volleyball | C．baseball | D．football |
| A．repeated | B．answered | C．laughed | D．added |
| A．satisfying | B．funny | C．dull | D．fair |
| A．improving | B．continuing | C．deepening | D．worsening |
| A．happen | B．matter | C．appear | D．work |
| A．love | B．trust | C．relationship | D．story |
My anger almost exploded when I was met the knowing looks that everyone gave me. Annoyance and embarrassment filled my heart. Why could Anne let out my secret? How could she do that to me? She lost all my trust and friendship.
Five years ago, Anne was new to our class. She was polite and shy, wearing a warm smile that attracted me towards her. She was the most friendly person I had ever met. We started as classmates but after a few months we were like best friends. We did homework together and hung out on weekends. We shared a lot of secrets and gave each other a lot of good advice. That was a sweet time.
However, I couldn’t expect such a big betrayal(背叛) from her. I didn’t know what made me tell Anne about my personal life. My dad lost his job, so I had to drop out of my favorite Ballet. A new pair of Ballet shoes was one of the things that we could not afford! Giving up the class made me sad, but I hoped it was just the secret between me and my best friend.
The next day when I walked by the next classroom, I felt several girls staring at me and talking in a low voice. My face turned red at their whisper like “Ballet” and “shoes”. Embarrassed and hurt, I ran away in tears.
I felt much regret to myself and avoiding Anne in and out of school. Soon afterwards, I was glad that our family moved to another town where Dad got a new job and no one would laugh at me. Anne called me many times but I didn’t answer. My heart was broken because the person whom I trusted most cheated me.
I started a new life, leaving all the bad memories behind since growing up naturally involved many stories, both bitter and sweet ones. Five years later, with the life going on, I made new friends and seldom thought about the past.
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2. 续写部分分为两段，每段的开头已为你写好；
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Then, I met Linda in the market my former classmate, who told me shocking news.
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I immediately called Anne.
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Jimmy and Bob who were raised in New York were childhood best friends. When Bob was eighteen and Jimmy was twenty, Bob set out for the West to make his fortune. They parted at “Big Joe’ Brady’s” and made a promise to get together at the same place after twenty years. However, at the appointed time and place, it turned out that Bob became a criminal while Jimmy was a policeman. Jimmy did his duty and Bob was put into prison. Having spent 20 years in jail, Bob was finally released. Now 58, felt lost and helpless.
“Twenty years is a long time,” he smiled bitterly, not knowing where to go. He had no family, and had never heard a word from Jimmy again since that cold, dark night. “Was he ashamed of having a friend like me?” Bob longed for an answer.
“Excuse me, sir, are you Bob?” Bob heard the voice of a young man.
“Yes.” He turned around and was surprised to find a familiar-looking man in his thirties. “Have we met before?”
“No, sir,” replied the man. “My father told me to meet you today. I have a note for you from him.”
Doubtfully, Bob unfolded the note. His hands were shaking by the time he had finished reading.
Bob, the doctor says I’ve only got three months. I’m afraid I won’t be able to meet you this time, but you’ll always be my dear friend.
Jimmy
“You’re Jimmy’s son?!” Bob shouted in surprise.
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“Yes, sir,” the young man smiled. “And my name is Bob.”
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________When I was a child, we lived next door to the Schonfield Home, People who got too old to take care of themselves lived there. I was a regular visitor and enjoyed spending time with the old people there.
One day, a very old lady named Mrs. Kurtz moved to the Schonfield Home. She seemed sad all the time. For days, I had never seen her smile or laugh. My parents learned that she had no family or friends.
Weeks later, I was visiting the home again. And I saw her sitting alone, looking unusually depressed(消沉的). Mrs. Smith, one of the old people told me that Mrs. Kurtz had turned eighty-nine, and that she was upset to be celebrating another birthday all alone without any cards or gifts. She truly believed there was no one in the world who loved her.
This moved me deeply, and I started to create a plan in my mind. I ran home and raced to my room. I took out my piggy bank that I always valued. And I poured out all the money that I had received on birthdays and other special occasions. I had been saving money for a new bike. Although the money wasn’t enough to buy a bike, it was enough for what I wanted to do then.
I raced down the stairs. My mother was cleaning the house. I walked to her and explained what I was about to do. And she smiled at me proudly. She planted a kiss on my cheek and said, ”I must be the luckiest mother in the world to have such a caring daughter." My mother stopped what she was doing.
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And we went to a gift shop together.
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We went up to Mrs. Kurtz and gave her our gifts.
________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________9 . As I went down the wooden snowy steps, I held the rough fence with one hand, held my crying daughter Kelly with the other and made my way into the yard. I knew everything would be okay if I located my mother.
Instead of a smile, she greeted me with concern. I knew she had read my face as I’d approached. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
I held the baby out. “I can’t take care of this baby,” I said simply. My mother didn’t take her from my arms as I expected. She smiled slightly, and then replied firmly, “You have to take care of that baby.” This was not the reply I wanted. Couldn’t she hear the baby crying? I wanted her to solve this problem. Instead, she took off her gloves and asked me in for some coffee.
Mom held Kelly while I held the coffee cup. At that moment the baby finally stopped crying. I glanced over at Kelly, content in my mother’s arms. Her tiny blue eyes were focused on me, as if to ask, “What’s the problem here, Mama?” Her sweet, familiar breath eased the stress in the air. I looked at my mother, feeling foolish but relaxed. She stood and placed an arm around my shoulders. “By the time you came along, things were quite different for me. But with your elder brother, I often felt helpless.”
The baby showed no signs of our afternoon struggle, while my own hair remained wet and messy from sweat and worry. “Crying is the only way babies have to communicate. Try to listen to her cries and hear them as language. She’s not crying to annoy you; she’s trying to send a message with the only voice she has.”
Once again, her gentle guidance had supported me through a storm and back into clear skies.
1. Why did the author visit her mother in the rough weather?| A．She was concerned about her mother’s safety. |
| B．She wanted to learn to care for babies from her mother. |
| C．She was helpless and needed her mother’s help. |
| D．She intended to borrow some money from her mother. |
| A．Awkward but patient. |
| B．Experienced and confident. |
| C．Annoyed but curious. |
| D．Thoughtless and unconcerned. |
| A．Taking care of babies was difficult. |
| B．Babies enjoyed annoying their parents. |
| C．Parents should understand and accept babies’ crying. |
| D．The author should let her baby cry more. |
| A．She usually goes shopping with the author. |
| B．She lives a lonely life without her children. |
| C．She likes to raise small children for young mothers. |
| D．She often gives advice to the author in trouble. |
10 . How to Say Anything
Could you use some advice? Or has something big happened? Our tips can help you say anything to your parents.
Pick the right time. You need your parents’ full attention in order to have a good talk. Try not to bring up something when it’s past your bedtime or when your parent is in a rush.
Go slowly. What you need to say probably isn’t simple, so don’t try to get it all out in one breath. Give your parents the details they need to make a decision before you start trying to bargain with them. Besides, another thing is also of great importance.
Be honest. Your parents will respond better if you believe that you’re telling the truth and not trying to avoid blame. Take responsibility for your part in getting into trouble or earning a bad grade.
Try, try again. When you fly off the handle, your parents have a hard time seeing your point of view. If you’re angry or frustrated, take a break from the conversation. Excuse yourself, and go somewhere to cool off.
Be brave.
| A．If you’ve done something wrong, admit it. |
| B．After all, details determine success or failure. |
| C．Remember that conversation is about give and take. |
| D．If your parents are occupied, make an “appointment”. |
| E．Your conversation will be reduced to a terrible quarrel. |
| F．Gather your thoughts and try talking to your parents again. |
| G．You might have a question for long before you get up the courage to let it out. |
