1 . We put limitations on ourselves when the fear of failure grows stronger than our will to succeed. That’s why we all need a push to help us reach further than we ever thought possible.
That is the purpose of NubAbility Athletics Foundation, a nonprofit organization aimed to get “limb (肢体) different” youth —kids who are amputees (被截肢者)— “out of the stands, off the bench, and into mainstream sports.” The organization holds camps around the country, pairing kids and coaches with similar limb differences to help them reach their full physical potential.
Tim, who was born without arms, certainly didn’t believe he could pull off a 20-inch box jump before he joined. This month, the 14-year-old participated in the weight-lifting and training program at a camp and achieved something amazing.
In a video on the Internet, we see Tim’s coach teaching him to jump onto a box. With no arm strength, it seems like a tough task. While Tim pushes through his self-doubt and jumps, he still holds back on his first two tries and doesn’t stick the landing.
Then, the coach pats her hands onto the box, yelling, “All the people who told you you can’t —right here, jump on them. Now!” This time, Tim puts all his energy into the jump. Still, it isn’t enough to make it all the way onto the box. Understandably, Tim grows frustrated and turns away as if to give up. But he’s not done yet. Tim turns back to the box with a look of pure determination, bends his knees… and launches himself onto the box!
As his coaches cheer him on, the victorious teen jumps down and straights into his motivator’s arms, overwhelmed with emotion at what he just achieved. That day, Tim learned he is capable of so much more than he knew.
Tim is living proof that we can all achieve greatness, no matter our limitations. All we have to do is keep trying. Never give up, and never let the word “can’t” hold you back!
1. What is the mission of NubAbility Athletics Foundation?A.To pick out excellent young sportsmen. |
B.To develop the full potential of the disabled. |
C.To hold camps for the amputees in the world. |
D.To encourage teenage amputees to get involved in sports. |
A.He lacked confidence. | B.He was full of energy. |
C.He was very excited. | D.He was shy and ashamed. |
A.Scary. | B.Funny. | C.Encouraging. | D.Threatening. |
A.Life has no limitations. | B.It is never too late to learn. |
C.A good beginning is half done. | D.It is no use crying over spilled milk. |
2 . Shortly before Dad died, I got a call from Betty. She was a
I got another call from Betty. She told me about the card game they had
Betty phoned again, telling me one day when Mom drove, she
Looking back, Dad had been
Alzheimer (阿尔茨海默症) is a very
I am
A.relative | B.friend | C.doctor | D.coworker |
A.sensitive | B.mean | C.forgetful | D.weak |
A.looked forward to | B.gave way to | C.paid attention to | D.flashed back to |
A.similarly | B.fortunately | C.frequently | D.actually |
A.repeat | B.ignore | C.treasure | D.manage |
A.imagined | B.updated | C.arranged | D.associated |
A.agreed | B.gathered | C.doubted | D.witnessed |
A.turned | B.stopped | C.ran | D.relaxed |
A.player | B.shopper | C.driver | D.patient |
A.apologizing | B.applying | C.cooking | D.covering |
A.pretending | B.experiencing | C.dismissing | D.describing |
A.routine | B.grief | C.relief | D.anxiety |
A.obvious | B.typical | C.gradual | D.awful |
A.regretful | B.satisfied | C.convinced | D.grateful |
A.troubling | B.disappointing | C.surprising | D.embarrassing |
3 . The 11-year-old Freddy was chasing a rabbit on Monday when he got trapped down a narrow hole in Blackroot Pool, West Midlands. His
But Hill
According to the
A.owner | B.coach | C.relative | D.neighbor |
A.call | B.check | C.reach | D.control |
A.hesitantly | B.naturally | C.unfortunately | D.unwillingly |
A.fed | B.seen | C.contacted | D.accompanied |
A.approved | B.departed | C.returned | D.attempted |
A.deserted | B.trapped | C.transported | D.forgotten |
A.origin | B.appearance | C.location | D.identity |
A.disabled | B.dependable | C.cute | D.upset |
A.Accidentally | B.Precisely | C.Immediately | D.Thankfully |
A.noticed | B.freed | C.dominated | D.discovered |
A.awful | B.impossible | C.incredible | D.harmonious |
A.rescue | B.discovery | C.adventure | D.operation |
A.buried | B.covered | C.rewarded | D.compared |
A.relieved | B.devoted | C.confused | D.embarrassed |
A.line | B.spot | C.path | D.lead |
“Anybody have a bandage (绷带)?” a voice echoed down the dorm hallway. That was a common scene frequently happening in our first week at college when we were all experiencing “forgot-this-or-that.” I had forgot to bring snacks for late-night hunger. Some poor girl in the dorm had apparently forgotten bandages. We all felt a little displaced.
Several months before, I sat at my high school graduation party admiring my gifts and battling waves of post-high school emotions. The usual and beloved inspirational books were lying in disorder around my feet, silently announcing the wealth of wisdom they wished to share. A small pile of personal checks lay nearby. Laundry items, desk supplies, sewing things - all well-intentioned and well-received. They would demonstrate their givers’ thoughtfulness over and over during my college career.
But one gift struck me as strange. I frowned when I opened it. A first aid kit? Inside it were a small packet of pills, pain-killers, creams, ointments (药膏), an insect sprayer (喷雾), a tape, pads of gauze (纱布)and bandages. Who would give that as a gift? “You’ll need that once you’re at school,” Mom pointed out. “You won’t have to chase down the campus nurse for every cough. ”I shrugged at this thought.
Not long after, in August, I packed my life into a borrowed truck and slipped the first-aid kit in with my luggage. I barely thought about it once I reached campus, busy unpacking, book-buying, scheduling and meeting new friends.
One day, I was peacefully sitting in my room, absorbed in preparing my studies. The quiet atmosphere was suddenly broken by a sharp scream, “Anybody have a bandage? Emily got her arm burnt!” The voice echoed through the dormitory hall, instantly throwing residents into a state of confusion and alarm.
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I remembered my little first-aid kit.
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Years later, I received a party invitation from a young friend who was graduating from high school.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________5 . 18 years ago, a 14-year-old boy from Kasungu district in Malawi was forced to drop out of school for lack of fees. At the same time, a severe famine was destroying his village, claiming people’s lives and leaving desperation in its wake.
This was a situation to break the strongest of minds but William Kamkwamba did not give up. Young as he was, he knew that education was where his future lay. He found hope in the library and feasted on the knowledge that he harvested from its books. It was there that he came across a science textbook entitled Using Energy. He learned that he could generate electricity using wind. The youngster realized that, if mastered, this power could help his village in exceptional ways.
Armed with determination and an iron will, the teenager set out to build a windmill out of random materials from a scrapyard (垃圾场). Though his outside world was collapsing to dust, the youngster did not hesitate about his purpose. He defended himself from all doubt and criticism. He worked tirelessly until his dream of bringing electricity to his village became reality. Soon, he was caught in the center of media attention that took him to new places that he would never have stepped on without his invention.
In his village, the dust has not settled yet and the winds of change continue to blow across the land. Windmills pump water to irrigate crops, sweeping away another period of hunger. William’s former primary school boasts new and stronger buildings, thanks to the help of well-wishers and the villagers’ united efforts.
What seemed like a hopeless situation has been turned into an inspirational story that motivates each and every one of us, persuading us that no misfortune is set in stone. William refused to be a school drop-out forever. He sought solutions for his problems and continued fighting even when the going got tough. He was able to rise above poverty to become a graduate from one of America’s best universities, Dartmouth College.
1. What inspired William to bring electricity to his village?A.His realization of the impact of electricity. | B.His awareness of the role of education. |
C.The science textbook entitled Using Energy. | D.The severe famine destroying his village. |
A.All people didn’t support William’s dream at first. |
B.The public had little interest in William’s invention. |
C.The invention enabled William to make a big fortune. |
D.The windmill is energy-efficient and environmentally friendly. |
A.Visible. | B.Avoidable. | C.Unchangeable. | D.Unpredictable. |
A.Knowledge feasts mind and education promises wealth. |
B.Necessity inspires invention and hardship makes heroes. |
C.Criticism promotes success and doubt facilitates creation. |
D.Adversity motivates inspiration and support pushes solutions. |
Spreading Joy
This past Christmas season began for me as usual on the day after Thanksgiving, Black Friday. My mom, sister, and I had gotten up early to go shopping. As we were driving out of a store parking lot, we caught sight of a dreadfully thin woman sitting on a walker. She was clearly homeless, with bird feathers stuck into her gray hair, and a dirty yellow raincoat.
That homeless woman got us thinking about what Christmas would be like for some one who has no place to call home. With no family to turn to and certainly no presents to open on Christmas morning, these people have nothing to look forward to but the cold and lonely place where they choose to camp. Even though we live in sunny California, the temperature can still fall below freezing on winter nights. Where would this woman sleep when the sun went down?
Sadly, homeless people are a common sight in our town. On our way home, we passed countless people pushing shopping carts overflowing with their belongings and people standing in the center dividers of roads holding cardboard signs with “Just Hungry” written on them.
The next day, my mom had a great idea. While we were out Christmas shopping, we purchased some blue tins (罐) of sugar cookies and a few boxes of candy canes. When we got home, I helped my mom carefully ti e each tin with a red ribbon and tape a candy cane on top. Next, we wrote “Call 211 for Help” on notes and taped them to the bottoms of the tins. “Not only will we be spreading Christmas cheer, but now the homeless people will have a number to call and get the help they need,” my mom explained as we worked.
We put all the tins in the car and, whenever we went for a drive, we searched the streets for individuals down on their luck. Usually, the streets are crowded with people carrying sleeping bags, but somehow when you are looking for something, it always seems to disappear.
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Eventually, we found a young man sleeping in the Lowe’s parking lot.
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One day, my Aunt Gloria called me.
“Hello, Shelley,” she said. “We’re having a surprise birthday party for Cousin Stove. Will you be able to come on Thursday the 29th at 2p.m.?”
“One minute, while I look at my
“Too
To Aunt Gloria, I said, “Yes, that day looks O.K. to me. I’ll be there. Should I bring anything for the party?”
“No,” answered Aunt Gloria, “just bring yourself.”
The morning for the party arrived. After some thought, I
My
I plowed my way through the crowd to Aunt Gloria. “Here,” I said cheerfully,
“Oh, that’s very kind of you,” said my aunt. She began to
“Dear Shelley,” she read, “hope you enjoy these
A.taller | B.older | C.smarter | D.fatter |
A.stand | B.buy | C.use | D.eat |
A.frequent | B.rare | C.essential | D.precious |
A.watch | B.book | C.gift | D.calendar |
A.bad | B.interesting | C.good | D.important |
A.hesitated | B.promised | C.decided | D.proposed |
A.brother | B.friend | C.cousin | D.aunt |
A.desk | B.box | C.closet | D.cake |
A.grabbed | B.selected | C.stole | D.dug |
A.friends | B.classmates | C.neighbours | D.relatives |
A.grown up | B.arrived late | C.lost weight | D.shown off |
A.holding out | B.sending up | C.dropping off | D.leaving behind |
A.admire | B.unwrap | C.receive | D.enjoy |
A.book | B.letter | C.sign | D.card |
A.gifts | B.cakes | C.gloves | D.ties |
8 . Every Christmas, my mom would fill our stockings with small toys and candies. At the very tip of the stocking, the very
When I was thirteen, I
When my mom finished telling the story, I felt
A.best | B.last | C.first | D.fast |
A.disappointing | B.amazing | C.appealing | D.frightening |
A.room | B.bag | C.stocking | D.pocket |
A.blowing up | B.building up | C.taking up | D.holding up |
A.initially | B.joyfully | C.casually | D.eventually |
A.commented | B.described | C.explained | D.imagined |
A.unwilling | B.unable | C.qualified | D.ambitious |
A.contributions | B.inventions | C.pensions | D.donations |
A.tasted | B.looked | C.touched | D.felt |
A.settled down | B.spoke up | C.made sure | D.turned up |
A.share | B.exchange | C.appreciate | D.discuss |
A.anxious | B.ashamed | C.delighted | D.excited |
A.forgotten | B.expected | C.continued | D.agreed |
A.ceremony | B.tradition | C.reminder | D.memory |
A.party | B.festival | C.gift | D.orange |
1. Why did Mr. Day look at the blanket for a long time but go away?
A.He didn’t like its color. |
B.The blanket was too big for him to take home. |
C.He wanted to get the blanket but could not decide on it. |
A.Mr. Day didn’t get the blanket. |
B.The seller sold the blanket at a lower price. |
C.The seller sent the blanket to Mr. Day’s home. |
A.The seller was clever, but Mr. Day was foolish. |
B.The seller wasn’t honest and Mr. Day was humorous. |
C.The seller didn’t want to sell the blanket to Mr. Day. |
We had moved to a new town for my husband’s work. After living here for just a couple of weeks, I was more than ready to pick up my luggage and move back home. I was lonely for a friend. My boy Samuel was lonely. My husband, Lonny, adapted just fine, but he was occupied with work most of the time.
I missed our old neighborhood. It had been like a closely knitted community where neighbors chatted over fences. Newcomers were welcomed with chocolate brownies (巧克力蛋糕) and carrot bread. It had been easy to find friends there.
Our new community was different. It seemed that family roots grew deep. Deep as the Mississippi River that flowed past this tiny river town. Breaking in was tough.
“I’m so alone here,” I said to Lonny one evening. Lonny is a good listener, and a problem solver. “What have you done to meet people?” he asked. “I go to the park every day. I even dropped by a book salon (读书沙龙) at the library the other day and came across a nice lady with a boy.”
“Sounds not bad,” he said. “Did you talk to her?” The answer was no. It wasn’t that people here were unkind. I just didn’t feel like initiating conversations, and I preferred minding my own business in a new environment.
A few more months passed and winter settled in. It was harder than ever to meet people. I began to feel bitter. I was tired of trying to fit in a place where we didn’t belong.
Lonny noticed my low spirits. “Amy, you look unapproachable, with your arms crossed and everything,” he whispered in my ear one afternoon. He and I were sitting in the yard. Samuel, our five-year-old was playing baseball next to us.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not going to have friends here.” Just then Samuel looked up. He must’ve heard our whispers. “Mom’s right, Dad. We’ll never ever have friends here. And we just want to go back to our old home.” I sat there and looked at my tiny innocent son. His words mirrored my attitude. And I didn’t like the disturbing reflection.
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That’s when I knew that I needed an adjustment.
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