1 . When did the woman last see the man’s uncle?
A.This morning. | B.Yesterday. | C.The day before yesterday. |
My mom only had one eye. I hated her. She was such an embarrassment.
She ran a small shop at a flea market, and collected old clothes and some other things to sell for the money we needed. Once during elementary school, it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed and wondered how could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ignored her. The next day at school, my schoolmates asked me, “your mom only has one eye?” and taunted me.
I was so angry with my mom and wished that she would just disappear from this world. So l said to my mom, “Why don’t you have the other eye?! If you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock!” My mom did not respond, I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, I felt so good to have had said what I wanted to say. Maybe it was because I was full of anger then and there, I didn’t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
For the words I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty. I told myself that I would become successful in the near future and get out of that house for good, so I studied very hard. Later I got accepted by the Seoul University, I left my mother and came to Seoul to study. Then I got married there.
I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I am living happily as a successful man. I enjoy the life in Seoul because it’s a place that doesn’t remind me of my mom past. This kind of happiness was getting bigger and bigger, until one day someone knocked at my door. It was my mom! And still with her one eye! It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom’s eye.
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I screamed at her, “Who are you? I don’t know you!”
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After the funeral (葬礼), the neighbor gave me a letter saying, “My dearest son...
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________3 . It is difficult for parents of nearly every family to teach their children to be responsible (负责的) for housework, but with one of the following suggestions, you really can get your children to help at home.
If you give your children the impression (印象) that they can never do anything quite right, then they will regard themselves as unfit or unable persons. Unless children believe they can succeed, they will never become totally (完全地) independent.
My daughter Mary’s fifthgrade teacher made every child in her class feel special. When students received less than a perfect test score, she would point out what they had mastered (掌握) and declared (宣称) firmly they could learn what they had missed.
You can use the same technique when you evaluate (评价) your child’s work at home. Don’t always scold (责骂) them and you should give lots of praise instead. Talk about what he has done right, not about what he hasn’t done. If your child completes a difficult task, promise him a Sunday trip or a ball game with Dad.
Learning is a process of trying and failing and trying and succeeding. If you teach your children not to fear a mistake of failure, they will learn faster and achieve success at last.
1. The whole passage deals with ______.A.social education | B.family education |
C.school education | D.preschool education |
A.there is no way to get children to help at home |
B.children can be forced to help with housework |
C.it is very difficult to make children responsible for housework |
D.the more encouragement and praise you give, the more responsible and helpful children will become |
A.give him a punishment | B.promise him a trip |
C.praise his success | D.promise him a ball game |
A.do as what Mary’s teacher did in educating children |
B.take pride in Mary’s fifthgrade teacher |
C.learn from himself, for he has a good way of teaching |
D.follow Mary’s example because she never fails in the test |
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That’s all ! Thank you for listening !
The Day Mother Cried
Coming home from school that dark winter’s day so long ago, I was filled with anticipation. I had a new issue of my favorite sports magazine under my arm. Dad was at work, my sister was away, and Mother wouldn’t be home from her new job for an hour.
I was shocked into stillness by what I saw . Mother pulled into a tight ball with her face in her hands. She was crying. I had never seen her cry.
I approached cautiously and touched her shoulder. “Mother?” I said. “What’s happened?”
She took a long breath and managed a weak smile. “It’s nothing, really. I’m going to lose this new job. I can’t type fast enough.”
“But you’ve only been there three for days,” I said. “You’ll catch on.” I was repeating a line she had spoken to me a hundred times when I was having trouble learning or doing something important to me. She sobbed in silence .
I felt helpless and out of place. At the age of 16 I still assumed Mother could do anything. To provide enough income for my college two years later, Mother was crazy for ways to save money.
A few months ago, Mother arrived home with an old typewriter. It skipped between certain letters. “That’s all we can afford,” Mother said. “It’s good enough to learn on.” And from that day on, immediately after dinner, Mother would disappear into her sewing room to practice. The slow tap, tap, tap went on some nights until midnight. On Monday, she got a job as a typewriter at a radio station. I was not the least bit surprised but she was excited. But on Tuesday Mother looked drawn. I didn’t care honestly.
My shock and embarrassment at finding Mother in tears on Wednesday showed how little I understood the pressures on her. Sitting beside her on the couch, I began very slowly to understand.
“I guess we all have to fail sometimes,” Mother said quietly. I could sense her pain. I reached out and put my arms around her.
A week later Mother took a job selling dry goods at half the salary the radio station had offered. “It’s a job I can do,” she said simply.
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But the evening practice routine on the old green typewriter continued.
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The old green typewriter sits in my office now, unrepaired.
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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” — fireflies out there?
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“Meg, there’s something outside I want to show you,” I whispered.
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1. Who gave Lucy the bike?
A.Her sister. | B.Her mother. | C.Her brother, |
A.He is very talkative. | B.He is not generous. | C.He never tells a lie. |
A.Their hobbies. | B.Their friends. | C.Their bicycles. |
8 . My 83-year-old mother came to live with me a year ago last November. She was very ill and I had to put my life on hold to care for her.
Each morning, I got her up and dressed her and made her breakfast and sat with her. I rushed for a bowl when she felt sick, and lit fires to keep her warm. I cooked and talked her into eating some. It’s a hard job caring for a sick or dying parent, whoever you are. But it was especially hard for me, I feel, because I am a doctor myself. I couldn’t help looking at her in two different ways. The medical professional saw a body and checked it with the cold heart that medicine requires. But the daughter saw the woman who had given birth to me, sent me off to college and had been an important role for a long time in my life for over half a century.
Also, my mother didn’t appreciate how hard it was for me to care for her. I remember an exchange between her and the nurse who came to see her once a week.
“You could get some more help with care.” “Oh, I don’t think I need that,” Mom said.
Mom didn’t understand that the help would have taken some of the hard work off me. None of the treatments her doctors gave her worked, and finally her life became about free of pain. She refused painkillers (止痛药) for a long time, but finally the pain beat her. And when she accepted painkillers she accepted the fact that she would die.
Illness and needs took us across personal boundaries (边界) I’d never considered before. And yet, while living and being and dying with Mom I saw something valuable coming. We became closer. We shared so many stories from our past that it was as if our memories had become one.
In the past our relationship had been difficult. We had often argued. But when the end came, both of us simply accepted that we looked at the world in different ways. We were daughter and mother and we loved each other. That was all that mattered.
1. Why was taking care of her mom especially hard for the writer?A.She was too busy living her own life. |
B.She and her mom had a difficult relationship. |
C.She was too old to look after her mom carefully. |
D.She regarded her mom both as a patient and a loved one. |
A.she felt very upset. | B.she was surprised. |
C.she showed her thanks to the nurse. | D.she thought she needed a more helpful nurse. |
A.the writer’s mom was a kind and gentle woman. |
B.it was easier for the writer to take care of her mom as a doctor. |
C.the writer was getting on better with her mom while taking care of her. |
D.the writer’s mom had difficulty understanding what the nurse said. |
A.Love was more important than differences. | B.Being alive was the most important thing. |
C.We should learn to understand other people. | D.It was better for family members to live their own. |
9 . My memories of those nights I spent with my great-grandmother are still vivid. I
My great-grandmother didn’t have a china-and-jewelry kind of
A few years ago, my life took a
A.remember | B.restore | C.receive | D.remark |
A.apparently | B.curiously | C.proudly | D.enviously |
A.career | B.life | C.future | D.education |
A.pressure | B.carriers | C.covers | D.hardship |
A.annoyance | B.pain | C.confusion | D.message |
A.imagined | B.resisted | C.declared | D.caught |
A.son | B.daughter | C.mother | D.husband |
A.hopelessness | B.purpose | C.competence | D.effectiveness |
A.pay off | B.get through | C.hang on | D.survive on |
A.escaped | B.related | C.transformed | D.assumed |
A.weaken | B.lose | C.understand | D.complain |
A.favorable | B.careful | C.stressful | D.preventable |
A.unless | B.when | C.since | D.while |
A.dream | B.caution | C.criterion | D.strength |
A.object | B.will | C.cash | D.identification |
The little girl stuck her finger in mouth. Something felt different. When she touched her bottom teeth, one of them moved. Cali looked at her face in the bathroom mirror. Her teeth were all there, but that front one on the bottom looked funny. “Aunt Lisa!” she called. Cali lived with her aunt and uncle. “My tooth looks strange!”
Her aunt joined her and looked in her mouth. “Don’t worry,” said Aunt Lisa. “You have a loose tooth. That means you are growing up!”
“I don’t know if I like that,” said Cali. She loved the idea of growing up, but thinking about one of her teeth coming out make her feel a little anxious. “Then I will have a hole in my head.” That seemed strange.
Cali’s uncle walked by and stopped when he saw them. “Cali, my dear, you already have a few of those! Think about your ears and your nose and your mouth. One tiny baby tooth won’t make much difference. Do you want me to pull it out for you?” laughed Uncle George. “Then it would be gone in a flash! Maybe I should tie a string (细线) around it, tie the other end to the door and slam it?” he asked.
“That’s a terrible idea, Uncle George!” Cali yelled.
“What if we get our dog to play tug-of-war (拔河) with you, but you use your mouth like he does? Then your tooth would pop out!” suggested her uncle.
“Maybe I’ll just leave it in for a while,” decided Cali. Having enough of her uncle’s crazy plans, she felt a little anxious about her loose tooth and she immediately ran to Aunt Lisa who was cutting up an apple into slices in the kitchen. The little girl picked up an apple slice and bit into it. It was sweet and juicy.
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As she crunched (嚼) into it, Cali felt something strange.
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