My name is Maeja, and it is my job to watch my younger brother, Jungho, as we walk home from school.
“I’m tired,” Jungho complained one day on our way home, “and hungry.” So we stopped to rest. “What do you think Mom is cooking?” I asked. “Barbecue for me!” said Jungho. “Come on.” I stood up. “We need to keep walking.”
At a busy corner, I noticed a street banner(横幅标语)flapping high above. It read, “First Annual Walking Race to Jasan Park! Climb the Mountain to Win a Washing Machine!”
It might be fun to race. I walked to and from school with Jungho every day, and I had hiked with Daddy in Jasan Park. But could I walk fast enough to win?
At home, Mom was working in the kitchen. We had only a single burner stove, so she made rice first. Then she cooked vegetables and fish. When Daddy arrived, everyone ate and talked and shared about their day.
Afterward, Mom and I washed dishes. When she pulled out two metal laundry tubs, her smile disappeared. I knew doing laundry hurt her back and knees. In our neighborhood, only a few families have a washing machine. Mom said a washing machine would be a gift from above. I remembered the banner and told Mom about it.
She sighed, “Maeja, many people will enter that race. You cannot expect to win.”
We carried wet laundry to the flat roof, where Mom hung it to dry. I loved being on the roof with her, but I wished we hadn’t got so many chores. Then I would have had more time to play with friends. If we had a washing machine, both Mom and I would be happy. So I signed up to participate in that race.
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When the day came, I arrived at the place for the race early.
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But one stuck driver found a
The simple loaves of bread were surely a ray of
A.stressful | B.effortless | C.practical | D.difficult |
A.water | B.necessities | C.bread | D.blankets |
A.new | B.familiar | C.bright | D.strange |
A.least | B.best | C.most | D.worst |
A.spotted | B.realized | C.stared | D.knew |
A.number | B.message | C.note | D.clue |
A.lend | B.sell | C. distribute | D.send |
A.upset | B.optimistic | C.excited | D.anxious |
A.relief | B.regret | C.surprise | D.credit |
A.consulting | B.guiding | C.begging | D.instructing |
A.kept up with | B.teamed up with | C.met up with | D.put up with |
A.hope | B.truth | C.inspiration | D.faith |
A.happiest | B.bravest | C.kindest | D.friendliest |
A.profit | B.difference | C.living | D.contribution |
A.welfare | B.fame | C.award | D.humanity |
July 1971, I was taking a summer class in Black-American literature on the campus of SUNY Oneonta in northern New York. Professor James walked into the classroom and announced that he had invited a special guest to class, but his guest was delayed. The class stirred with curiosity and anticipation.
“Who’s coming?” someone asked.
“All I will tell you is that he is the author of one of the books you have read for this class,” he said. “I need a volunteer to meet him in the hall of the administration building and take him here.”
To my amazement, my right hand shot up as though it had a mind of its own. “What am I doing?” I thought. I never volunteered for anything. I was shy and uncomfortable meeting new people. In fact, I was absolutely the wrong person for this job. Realizing my mistake, I pulled my hand down quickly, but it was too late.
“Thank you, David,” Professor James said. “You’d better leave now. He’ll be arriving any minute.”
Seeing no way to back out, I reluctantly got out of my seat and headed for the classroom door. When I reached it, I stopped.
“Umm,” I said. “If I don’t know who this person is, how will I recognize him? I’d hate to bring back the wrong guy.”
Professor James laughed. “Good point,” he said. He pulled me aside and whispered a name in my ear. “Alex Haley,” he said.
“Really?” I said. I gave a thumbs-up to the class and left the room.
As I entered the empty hallway, I criticized myself for volunteering. “Why didn’t you let someone else do this?” Alex Haley was the author of The Autobiography (自传) of Malcolm X. He was also famous for his diligence, perseverance and in-depth thinking.
As I walked across the campus, my anxiety grew. I feared that I was about to embarrass myself in front of this famous gentleman by asking stupid questions, or worse, accompanying him in painful silence. I reached the front steps and climbed them slowly.
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As I pulled open the heavy glass door, I realized why I raised my hand to volunteer for this job.
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___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________4 . I have always had pets. My first animal friends were guinea pigs. And then I tried my best to persuade my parents to get a dog. For some reason they did not seem to believe I would walk the dog three times a day, no matter how hard I tried.
Then my mother said a friend’s cat had had kittens and we could go and get one. At first I was disappointed, but with time I learned to love our cat so much I have had cats ever since.
I just have to remember to bolt everything into place. If I don’t, things fly (they seem to get airborne when cats are around —the more expensive an object is, the more it seems to enjoy flying).
Also, watering plants is no problem. During the years all the plants have disappeared except the cactuses (仙人掌). They don’t seem to interest cats much. Nor do they need much water. It would be nice to get flowers, but I do advise against anyone bringing them to me. No matter what flower — it is considered a kitty snack.
Changing furniture is nice too. Cats help in letting us know when it is time to change the sofa. Either when the fabric starts to look like Einstein’s hair that has been combed with cats’ paws (爪子), or when no amount of vacuuming (用吸尘器打扫) helps in revealing the original color of the couch, thanks to the generous donation of cat hair. A soft sofa is nice, sure, but it sort of gets a bit embarrassing when, all our guests leave the house with fur-trousers.
I could go on and on to tell you more interesting stories between us next time!
1. Why did the author’s parents turn him down when he wanted to have a dog?A.They didn’t favour dogs. | B.They didn’t think he could attend dogs well. |
C.They had already had a pet. | D.They thought dogs might mess the house up. |
A.Keep everything fastened. | B.Keep everything organized. |
C.Have everything prepared. | D.Have everything repaired. |
A.They are replaced by new ones. | B.They are sent to the guests. |
C.They are mostly eaten by the cats. | D.They are frequently watered. |
A.To complain about his cats. | B.To share fun experiences of petting cats. |
C.To compare his different pets. | D.To introduce his skills for keeping pets. |
5 . Miss Baugh taught seventh-grade social studies. She was the kind of teacher that perhaps everyone has had at least once: scary. In class, she always taught us to take school seriously. She had been teaching for a long time and I was as afraid of her as anyone, including the boys who were typically naughty in the back row.
But I also had a life outside of school and had just discovered cheap objects for pranks. One such prop had two parts: an ink bottle painted to look as though it had overturned, and a piece of shiny black metal shaped like a pool.
Of all the people I could have tricked, unexpectedly I chose Miss Baugh. At the beginning of the class, I opened her book and placed the props on one of the pages. Then I waited for the fun. When Miss Baugh saw the bottle and the spilled ink, she let out a little cry and looked for something to wipe up the ink with. The trick had succeeded beyond my expectations. But then I suddenly knew I had no control over what would happen next. When Miss Baugh tried to remove the ink with a paper towel, she discovered it was just a piece of black metal. She picked it up, her eyes sweeping the classroom with a deadly gaze. Then came the question: “Who did this?”
After some hesitation, I raised my hand. Miss Baugh fixed me with a stare that terrified me, and my classmates. And then, most unexpectedly, she laughed. “Well, it certainly fooled me!” she said. She returned the props to me, and for a few seconds a sweet little aged lady appeared right where Miss Baugh stood.
We got back to having a class. But something had changed for me. I began to realize that, if someone like Miss Baugh had a warm heart beneath that crusty surface, then other crusty people would probably do, too. That may have been the most valuable lesson I learned.
1. Which words best describe Miss Baugh according to paragraph 1?A.Serious and experienced. | B.Easy-going and selfless. |
C.Naughty and demanding. | D.Scary and narrow-minded. |
A.Bets. | B.Experiments. | C.Tricks. | D.Strategies. |
A.Miss Baugh’s stare wasn’t as terrifying as before. |
B.The author was given away and finally raised his hand. |
C.Miss Baugh burst into laughter and gave the props back. |
D.A little aged lady entered the classroom to give a lecture. |
A.Crusty people can be easily changed. | B.Crusty people may be friendly to others. |
C.Crusty people are difficult to get along with. | D.Crusty people are sensitive to others’ feelings. |
6 . I was sleepy as I drove home one night in the pouring rain. I was driving too fast. I fell asleep and
As I was being
I cleaned the coats and put ads in the paper offering to
I still have a
A.drove | B.rolled | C.chose | D.examined |
A.hearing | B.feeling | C.touching | D.climbing |
A.abandoned | B.blocked | C.consulted | D.discharged |
A.gloves | B.coats | C.bags | D.socks |
A.Slowly | B.Eventually | C.Apparently | D.Generally |
A.random | B.grateful | C.familiar | D.clumsy |
A.remove | B.recognize | C.shelter | D.shake |
A.made out | B.took on | C.depended on | D.cared about |
A.mistake | B.promise | C.shame | D.complaint |
A.rank | B.raise | C.return | D.reward |
A.shouted | B.pointed | C.laughed | D.stared |
A.goodness | B.happiness | C.weakness | D.fairness |
A.sold | B.lent | C.gave | D.cast |
A.model | B.photograph | C.belt | D.receipt |
A.decision | B.warning | C.choice | D.reminder |
7 . A nightmare plot turned into a miracle-like rescue in Colorado on Sunday. Three children aged 4 to 11 years old were playing on the icy pond at The Addison at Cherry Creek apartments. Suddenly they fell in and were sinking in the freezing water. Dusti Talavera, who lives at the apartment complex, was looking out her window when she saw the kids fall in. Talavera, 23, said she did not hesitate to put on her shoes and rush to the pond, which is 15 feet deep.
“Before I realized it, I was on the pond pulling the two kids out, and that was when I fell in the pond for the third kid,” Talavera said during a press conference on Monday. Two of the kids were saved and Talavera began to pull a 6-year-old up to the surface, but was struggling. That was when a 16-year-old male, identified as the cousin of the 6-year-old, jumped in to help.
As deputies (警官) rushed to the scene, they heard that people were out of the pond, but one was not breathing. Deputy David Rodriguez immediately began chest compressions and mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, CBS Denver reports. Two other deputies, Blaine Moulton and Justin Dillard, also assisted. She was rushed to Children’s Hospital and was breathing and had a pulse.
“Seeing her breathe was a massive relief,” said Dillard. The girl has been transferred to Denver Health, and as of Monday was in serious condition, but expected to survive, according to CBS Denver.
1. What can we learn from paragraph 1?A.The accident happened on a summer Sunday. |
B.Without thinking Talavera offered the kids help. |
C.The kids were playing with Talavera on the pond. |
D.Talavera lives far from where the accident happened. |
A.A deputy. | B.A teenager. | C.A doctor. | D.A reporter. |
A.Brave and helpful. | B.Cautious and patient. |
C.Far-sighted and generous. | D.Warm-hearted and modest. |
A.A timely rescue. | B.A serious drowning. |
C.Some lucky children. | D.Some honorable rescuers. |
“What will we be singing for the contest this year?” a student from my high school choir asked eagerly.
I panicked this moment. “I was thinking,” I said, “maybe we’ ll skip the contest and just work hard on the concerts this year.”
“NO!” the kids protested.
“We’ve got to go to the contest!”
“"In Class A.”
“It’s a tradition!”
This was true. Medals lined the front wall of the music room from the past successes of large, talented classes. But my section leaders had graduated or been forced to drop music classes, leaving me with young, inexperienced kids who couldn’t read music, couldn’t hold their parts, and could sing only some simple songs.
“Maybe we could enter Class B this year,” I suggested, knowing even that would be a near-impossible mission. “No!” the kids screamed. “Class A!”
I shook my head. “Class A is extremely difficult.”
“We can do it!” they shouted, “We can do it!”
“I’ll have to think about it,” I said, hoping their enthusiasm would die off in a couple of weeks.
But that didn’t happen. Every day they begged, they pleaded, they insisted. Because I had to protect their self-esteem. I couldn’t tell them they weren’t good enough.
I struggled to make a decision. If I crushed their hope, would I crush their spirit? On the other hand, if we entered Class A, would they be hurt by the judges’ comments? Finally, one morning I stormed into class and declared we would sing for the contest and entered Class A.
Each morning they vocalized, learned musical terms, practiced signature changes, rehearsed concert music, and went over and over the songs. Their progress was so remarkable even I began believing in their dream.
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Seven months into the school year, when the contest day finally arrived, the kids felt ready to take on the world!
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After all the choirs had performed, we waited in our assigned room for the results.
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One weekend, Mum and Dad both had to work, which meant that neither of them had time to look after Joe and Bella. But the two kids didn’t mind. They were going to spend the weekend with Gran, and Gran had promised to take them to the beach! But when they woke up on Saturday morning, and looked out of the window, they found the rain was pouring down!
Bella pressed her nose against the glass and said hopefully, “We can still go, can’t we?” But when Gran arrived to collect them, it was still pouring, and Gran said they would just have to spend the day at her house instead.
They tried taking Gran’s dog, Selby, for a walk, but when they opened the door, Selby took one look and ran back inside again! They did some homework, ready for Monday, and when they stopped — it was still raining Eventually, Gran went off to do some housework. Joe decided to do more homework. He had tests coming up at school and Mum and Dad were always on at him to work harder. Joe asked his sister to keep quiet. After a while, though, he heard noises from the kitchen. What was Bella up to? He got up and looked round the door. Bella was mixing something in a huge mixing bowl.
“What’s that?” Joe asked, a little annoyed.
“It’s a lovely cake,” said Bella happily. “But you can’t have any.”
“That’s a relief,”said Joe. “Because it looks terrible. And it smells worse!”
The cake mixture had all kinds of things in it and the smell was like no cake that Joe had ever smelled before!
“It’s not for humans,” said Bella. “It’s for dogs. I’ve made it specially for Selby, because he couldn’t go for his walk.”
“Well, I hope Selby likes it,” Joe said.
But Selby didn’t like it. When Bella put it down on the floor for him to eat, Selby took one smell and then ran out of the room! Bella burst into tears.
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Gran came running into the kitchen. She asked what happened.
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After they made a beautiful cake for humans, the rain stopped.
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Six weeks before his 97th birthday, Giuseppe Paternò fulfilled the dream of a lifetime: He
Mr. Paternò’s
Born in Palermo in 1923, the first of seven children in a “ very poor family ” , Mr. Paternò began working soon after
“ His story proves that dreams can come true and that you can remain young — if not in age at least in spirit — if you develop interests. ” said Rosella Cancila, his essay adviser and
Italy’s university system is based on a three-year degree,
He isn’t so sure. “ I have to admit that in this moment, I don’t know