Once a man got lost in a desert. The water in his water bag had run out two days ago. He knew that if he didn’t get some water soon, he would surely die. The man saw a small house ahead of him and moved toward it. After what seemed ages, he dragged his tired body to the door with the last of his strength.
There was no one in the house and it seemed like it had been empty for quite some time. The man entered it, hoping that he might find water inside.
His heart missed a beat when he saw a hand pump (手摇泵). It had a pipe going down through the floor, perhaps tapping a source of water deep underground.
He began working the hand pump, but no water came out. He kept at it and still nothing happened.
Finally, he gave up. He threw up his hands in despair. It looked as if he was going to die after all.
Then the man noticed a bottle in one corner of the house. It was filled with water. He uncorked (拔去……塞子) the bottle and was about to drink the sweet life-giving water, when he noticed a piece of paper attached to it, reading “Use this water to start the pump. Don’t forget to fill the bottle when you’re done.”
What should he do? How would he feel as he watched the water disappear into the pump? What if the pump did not function? What if the pipe had a leak? What if the underground water had long dried up?
But then… maybe the instructions were correct. Should he risk it?
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1. 续写词数应为150左右;
2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
Hands shaking, he poured the water into the pump.
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He heard a gurgling (汩汩声) sound, and then water came out.
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Karie double-checked the words on her spelling test. If she got 100 scores today, she’d win her class’s First-Quarter Spelling Challenge and a brand new dictionary. Plus, Ms. McCormack had promised to do a handstand if anyone got a perfect score.
Three more words to go. N-i-c-e-l-y. Q-u-i-c-k-l-y. H-o-n-e-s-t-y. Wait! She’d spelled honesty, not honestly. She hurriedly erased the t-y and wrote l-y before handing in her paper. Ms. McCormack graded the test papers at the break. Meanwhile, Karie sat restlessly in her seat with her fingers crossed. Then, Ms. McCormack walked to the front of the room and cleared her throat. As if she were an Olympic gymnast, Ms. McCormack’s feet flipped (翻动) into the air.
“Congratulations, Karie! You did it!” she announced while upside down.
The whole class burst into applause! Ms. McCormack righted herself and presented Karie with her prize. Karie grinned as she read the label on the box:
To Karie Carter, for her perfect first-quarter score in spelling.
“Everything OK?” Mom asked as Karie burst through the front door after school. Karie didn’t answer. As if by magic, she took out her spelling test paper and prize and showed them to her mother. Mom hugged her, asking her to put the test paper on the fridge so that Dad could see it when he got home.
Karie took another look at the test paper before putting it on the fridge. Her hands stopped in mid-air. She just couldn’t believe her own eyes. Honesly?
YES! H-O-N-E-S-L-Y!
Mom sensed something unusual and asked why. Karie stuffed the test paper into her backpack and explained that she was just too excited. Mom brought her some tea. Yes, a “t” was exactly what she needed.
After drinking a little, Karie plodded (沉重缓慢地走) down the hall, lost in thought. How could she tell the class she hadn’t earned the prize after all? That Ms. McCormack did the handstand for nothing?
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Later Dad came in with excitement.
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___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Parenting teenagers was challenging. For a long time, I could feel the tension between Jordan, my teenage son and me, especially over his curfew. (儿童晚归时间的规定)
One Sunday afternoon, the unpleasant discussion happened again.
“I’m seventeen years old, but I still have a curfew. None of my friends has a curfew. You don’t trust me.” Jordan said.
“It’s not about trust,” I said. “It’s about wanting what’s best for you and I want to protect you.”
“Protect me from what? Having fun?” He rolled his eyes and walked away.
I sighed, trying to hold back my tears. How could I make Jordan see that those rules existed because I love him, not because I was trying to control him.
I decided to go for a walk, hoping the cool October air would clear my head. I opened the front door and nearly stepped on him: Meatball, the small black cat we had adopted two weeks ago.
Meatball used to be a homeless cat and until now he still hadn’t adjusted to the life of a full-time indoor cat. After a few hours in the house, he’d sit by the door, begging for someone to let him back outside. After a few hours outside, he’d sit by the door again, ready to come back in the house. He just really liked being able to come and go as he pleased. “How I wished I were a cat like Meatball.” Jordan kept saying over and over.
One snowy night in January, the temperature was unusually low. Meatball stood at the door, begging to go outside again. I patted his head, telling him to stay in for his own good or he would freeze. Jordan whistled nearby and went into his room.
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The next morning, I found Meatball missing.
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On the drive home from the animal doctor’s office, petting Meatball’s head, Jordan apologized to me.
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4 . Keller is a first-grade teacher at a school in Greenville County, South Carolina. She was on her way home when she noticed a little boy
The
7-year-old Cameron wasn’t out for a casual bike ride. He was on a(n)
Cameron had
This teacher helped a
A.pushing | B.carrying | C.destroying | D.riding |
A.scenery | B.reflection | C.sight | D.suffering |
A.worried | B.delighted | C.distinguished | D.bored |
A.pass | B.break | C.start | D.turn |
A.recognized | B.pointed | C.guessed | D.predicted |
A.unpleasant | B.unlucky | C.usual | D.important |
A.forgot | B.tried | C.regretted | D.meant |
A.sense | B.way | C.panic | D.distance |
A.phone | B.assistance | C.bike | D.friend |
A.doubted | B.expressed | C.discovered | D.chose |
A.brave | B.energetic | C.professional | D.patient |
A.got around | B.set off | C.showed around | D.took over |
A.record | B.remember | C.search | D.spot |
A.discussed | B.interviewed | C.called | D.invited |
A.neighbor | B.student | C.racer | D.stranger |
5 . Yesterday, a salesman called me by phone, on behalf of a telecommunication company, to sell his phone plans. I was at work and while I usually don’t
That’s what he did. So we
At the end of the conversation, he
I thanked him for this revelation. I realized how much he could have been the subject of verbal
A.forget | B.pretend | C.like | D.dare |
A.comforted | B.excused | C.reminded | D.convinced |
A.talked | B.argued | C.waited | D.rested |
A.previous | B.useless | C.favorite | D.current |
A.sign | B.result | C.reward | D.rule |
A.whisper | B.lie | C.explain | D.confirm |
A.guilty | B.impatient | C.nervous | D.moved |
A.silent | B.patient | C.polite | D.concentrated |
A.revealed | B.recommended | C.promised | D.introduced |
A.awkward | B.enjoyable | C.usual | D.brief |
A.wave | B.signal | C.point | D.shout |
A.interview | B.order | C.conversation | D.quarrel |
A.worked | B.relaxed | C.complained | D.slept |
A.disturbed | B.embarrassed | C.exhausted | D.touched |
A.violence | B.communication | C.agreement | D.explanation |
6 . I went to the Royal Easter Show with my family. And my two children hardly used any of the ride tickets I had already
I was
The man said “Are you sure?” when I
Their great
I was deeply moved by the truth that there was such joy in giving. It was the
A.shared | B.bought | C.hidden | D.cancelled |
A.cost | B.lost | C.left | D.preferred |
A.sad | B.fortunate | C.certain | D.awkward |
A.time | B.pleasure | C.call | D.money |
A.turned down | B.came across | C.dealt with | D.picked up |
A.returned | B.gave | C.sold | D.lent |
A.tourist | B.friend | C.giver | D.stranger |
A.remembered | B.realized | C.explained | D.doubted |
A.excitement | B.pride | C.fear | D.pity |
A.nervously | B.bravely | C.happily | D.impatiently |
A.clean | B.touch | C.repair | D.ride |
A.memory | B.joy | C.shock | D.dream |
A.stay | B.grow | C.change | D.agree |
A.quit | B.accepted | C.enjoyed | D.controlled |
A.busiest | B.safest | C.cheapest | D.best |
7 . In a quiet Northern California neighborhood, Michael seemed like a normal 11-year-old boy. His family made use of the Californian sunshine to grow orange trees and roses. All seemed good from the outside, but Michael was troubled.
Since he was taken in at 3 years old, Michael never really connected with his parents. There was a strictness about them that his nature couldn’t understand, and he was left to himself to sort out (整理) confusing feelings and the need for connection.
Without the tie a young boy needs at home, Michael often found himself down the street at his best friend’s house. Of course, the two boys laughed, read picture books and ate junk food. But the real reason why Michael liked his friend’s home was Mr. Christensen. He was the kind of father who understands boys.
With Mr. Christensen, the boys spent hours in the garage fixing an old sports car. They drove up the California coast at high speed, feeling the salt wind wash over them. The car was too loud to allow for any conversation, which was fine with Michael. He didn’t yet know how to express his feelings; for the time being, just being able to feel them was enough.
For many young boys, the language of connection is written in the wrenches (扳手) they and their parents turn, the wrestling matches they watch, the hours of their watching clouds race by overhead. Mr. Christensen understood that boys need time to learn this language. He knew a boy learns respect and duty by being loved in an unspoken way.
Some 50 years later, Michael remembers his time with Mr. Christensen. “My own father couldn’t raise me, so I was given away. My adoptive father (养父) did his best but never allowed a relationship to form between us. Luckily for me, I had Mr. Christensen. I have tried to be the kind of father he was, teaching, having fun and spending time with my child.”
1. What was the problem with young Michael?A.He had to do hard work on the farm. |
B.He dropped out of school with his best friend. |
C.He was given up by his parents as a little kid. |
D.He was treated badly by his adoptive parents. |
A.Strong wind. | B.Too loud noise. | C.Busy repair work. | D.Driving excitement. |
A.By taking part in competitions. | B.Through communication. |
C.By studying hard. | D.Through doing things together. |
A.Mr. Christensen. | B.His friends. |
C.His own father. | D.His adoptive parents. |
A Thanksgiving Day story in the newspaper told of a school teacher who asked her class to draw a picture of something
But whose hand? The class was
She remembered that
9 . Some of my earliest memories involve sitting with my dad in his study every night when he came home from the office. I’d watch as he put his personal items away: his watch, wallet, comb and car keys. They would always occupy the same spot on the table every time.
Dad’s comb was jade green. I heard he bought it when he married Mum. Every night, he would smile, hand me the comb and say, “Be a good girl and help Daddy clean it, OK?”
I was more than happy to do it. At age five, this kind of task brought me such joy. I would excitedly turn the tap on, and then brush the comb with a used toothbrush as hard as I could. Satisfied that I’d done a good job, I would proudly return the comb to Dad. He would smile at me, and place the comb on top of his wallet.
About two years later, Dad left his sales job and started his own wholesale business. I started primary school. That was when things started to change. Dad’s business wasn’t doing so well, and our stable life started getting shaky. He didn’t come home as much as he used to. And when he did come home, it was always late and I’d already be in bed. I started to get mad. Why didn’t he listen to Mum and just stick to his old job? Why take the risk and place the whole family in trouble? Over the years, I stopped waiting for him to come home, and stopped going downstairs to check on him.
Now 28, I’ve graduated from college and got a job. Dad’s business has also started to get back on track. Yet the uncomfortable silence between Dad and me went on.
Two days before my birthday last year, Dad came home early. On that evening, I helped him carry his bags into his study as usual. When I turned to leave, he asked me to clean his comb. I looked at him for a while, then took the comb and headed to the sink.
It was a new comb. This one was brown. I hadn’t noticed that he’d changed it. After cleaning it, I passed it back to Dad. He looked at it and smiled. But this time, I noticed something different. My dad had aged. He had wrinkles next to his eyes when he smiled, yet his smile was still as heartwarming as before.
1. From the first three paragraphs, we can learn .A.the earliest memories with Dad were full of joy |
B.the precious green comb of Dad was made of jade |
C.the author was unwilling to clean the comb for Dad |
D.the author would study together with Dad every evening |
A.That he was eager to get everything on track. | B.That he wanted to keep his family life stable. |
C.That he was laid off and had to make a living. | D.That he hoped to earn a better life for the family. |
A.cheerful→ mad→ warm. | B.mad → satisfied → warm. |
C.satisfied → worried → angry. | D.warm → concerned → uncomfortable. |
A.A Comb of Jade Green | B.Dad’s Wholesale Business |
C.Evenings with My Dad | D.My Earliest Memories with Dad |
10 . Grace and her family thought they had lost Thor forever when they moved to Windsor, Nova Scotia from British Columbia last August.
“We probably spent seven or eight months looking for Thor,” Grace said. “What made it worse was that there were rumors(谣言) going around that there was dogfighting in our area. We still always hoped that somebody had taken him to be a pet, but you just never knew.”
“It was terrible. My daughter Bronwyn would try to find Thor everywhere, which had been a Christmas present for her. Even while watching TV programmes, she would say, ‘Oh, look! That dog looks like Thor!’” Grace said. Then the family moved, and the hope became impossible.
But one day, the phone rang. It was their former vet in British Columbia, saying Thor was in a rescue shelter(收容所) in High River, Alberta. He had been found at a work camp in the northern part of the place and taken to south by a man planning to keep him. But the man was forced to turn him over to the shelter when he couldn’t keep Thor in his rented home. Luckily, the ring on Thor’s neck gave people some information.
Thor was flown to Nova Scotia last week. The family picked him up at the airport. “Thor was just lying in his box and looking down, and my daughter walked over and said, ‘Hey Thor.’ He immediately stood up, trying to greet my daughter. We let him out and he jumped on her as if he was giving her a big hug and he kissed her face. Then he sat down suddenly at her feet and rolled over for attention. He was cute.” Grace said.
1. Who helped Thor back home?A.The author. | B.Grace. | C.The former vet. | D.Bronwyn. |
A.He came back by air. |
B.He was killed in the dogfighting. |
C.He was given to Grace by Bronwyn. |
D.He moved to British Columbia with the family. |
A.Anxious and shocked. | B.Excited and joyful. |
C.Confused and annoyed. | D.Hopeful and calm. |
A.A travel brochure. | B.A news report. |
C.A geography text book. | D.A health magazine. |