I was eight years old and wasn’t aware of all the arrangements being made for our journey as a family to London in 1950. My mother was in great pain and wished to visit specialists in London. My father reluctantly had to sell our property in Queensland. The day before we boarded the ship, Father unwillingly said goodbye to his five-year-old cattle dog, Spider, who was loved by us all. Father’s friend Sandy was to be his guardian while we were overseas, as he had been getting to know Spider for many weeks.
Six weeks later, an airletter arrived from Sandy, giving my father the news that Spider had run away just two weeks after we had sailed. Sandy had advertised constantly on ABC and other regional newspapers. Despite many “sightings”, the dog was never found. It seems Spider just kept running and searching for us. As he was cattle dog, my father thought he would shoe or dingo-trapped, because of his appearance. But our family thought that Father held a secrets hope that Spider was still alive.
We sailed back to Australia two years later and re-established our home. My father immediately began his own search for Spider. One cold winter’s Saturday morning eight months after our return, my father had a call from an elderly lady living on her own on the outskirts of the town. As she told my father on the telephone, it was “just glimpses of a dingo-type dog in the shadows” of her disused tennis court. That was enough for my father to interrupt my homework.
We set off in his blue and black Jensen car which he had brought back from England. It was hardly the right vehicle for the rough roads we travelled that day. Five and a half hours later, we found the run-down old property. Sadly, she told my father that the “dingo dog” hadn’t been around for a few days. My father had a strange look in his eye. He put two fingers to his lips and did his special whistle for Spider.
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Suddenly there was a sound in the bush.
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Once home we had the task of getting all the prickles (刺) off him.
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A GIFT FOR GRANDPA
Summer vacation was coming. Jack and his brother Berlin were filled with excitement as they thought of visiting their grandparents again.
The big day came at last. After the happy family got ready, they set out for the grandparents’ eagerly. On the way, the brothers were excitedly talking about the fun they had with grandparents.
A little blue house with a tall white chimney finally appeared. Behind the property was the forest carrying their good memories with Grandpa. They arrived at the driveway, at the end of which Grandma was waiting for them joyfully.
Jack and Berlin each gave Grandma a big hug and then swept to the living room, shouting excitedly “Grandpa, we are back!”
Seeing his grandsons, Grandpa was wild with joy and tried to get up with all his strength from the chair but in vain. A helpless expression flashed on his face. Grandma explained that his health was declining rapidly and maybe couldn’t stand up on his own forever. But Grandpa declared stubbornly (倔强地), “I can!” Certainly, he was stuck in his boyish way. Mum and grandparents were happy to meet again after a long time. They sat together and chatted about what happened recently.
The brothers were soon bored with adult conversation, went out and wandered into the forest. Tall trees stretched up to the heavens with large branches crossing each other, while young ones rose straight like soldiers. Grandpa was once a great explorer full of wisdom. He could tell where the birds came from only by their calls and songs. The trees, birds, lizards, lots of bugs...How many merry moments they spent with Grandpa in the kingdom!
But now Grandpa couldn't get up. This made them worried. “We’d think out a way to cheer him up.” Jack said. “Grandpa is a bird lover, and we can catch him a bird.” Berlin suggested. “But he hates birds being caged!” Jack shook his head.
Then a bright idea came to Jack’s mind. “Why not make a cane (拐杖) out of a young tree!”
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Berlin thought it was a good idea.
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Every week, he sits down to dinner and has a
Clayton is a civilian fitness trainer in real life. He started
Clayton’s extended family comes in all
A.quick | B.formal | C.secret | D.virtual |
A.trains | B.convinces | C.teaches | D.supports |
A.painful | B.peaceful | C.shameful | D.hopeful |
A.dull | B.tough | C.silly | D.brief |
A.find | B.need | C.admit | D.start |
A.decisions | B.hobbies | C.excuses | D.troubles |
A.posting | B.profiting | C.searching | D.donating |
A.critics | B.followers | C.experts | D.reporters |
A.suggestion | B.promise | C.reward | D.response |
A.caught up | B.came out | C.blew up | D.held out |
A.places | B.ages | C.types | D.classes |
A.faith | B.experience | C.youth | D.appearance |
A.brilliant | B.ambitious | C.complicated | D.abstract |
A.luck | B.time | C.energy | D.honor |
A.value | B.create | C.define | D.fill |
4 . We were standing at the top of a church tower. I saw twisting streets leading to the square. “See, my dear,” Father said gently. “There is more than one way to the square.”
Father’s words always guided me. Dreaming of becoming a fashion designer, I came to Paris, but without luck. Then one day I met a friend wearing a beautiful sweater. “What an interesting stitch!” I cried. “It was done by Mrs. Vidian,” my friend explained. “She learned the stitch in Armenia, her native country.” Suddenly I had a daring idea. Why not design, make and sell my own clothes?
I drew a butterfly pattern and asked Mrs. Vidian to knit it into a sweater. It proved a success. A New York store wanted 40 sweaters to be ready in two weeks. I accepted the order. My happiness disappeared, however, when Mrs. Vidian told me it took her almost a week to knit one sweater.
I was crushed. Then I remembered father’s words. There must be other Armenian women in Paris who mastered the special stitch. Then I searched for any Armenians living in Paris. At last I tracked down several. Two weeks later, the first shipment was on its way to the United States!
From that day on orders poured in. Then came another test. As I was busy getting ready to show my winter fashions, the sewing girls were called out on strike. Where was the way out this time? I wondered and worried. Then it dawned on me.
I worked hurriedly. And right on time, my show took place. Some coats had no sleeves; some were only patterns made of heavy cotton cloth, but on these I attached material to show what colors and textures the clothes would have when they were finished. What a show! Once again father’s words helped me.
1. What problem did the writer face after accepting the order?A.It was impossible for Vidian to meet the deadline. | B.The sewing girls were called out on strike. |
C.She found it hard to track Armenians living in Paris. | D.There was a shortage of suitable cloth. |
A.Raw materials. | B.More orders. | C.The forty sweaters. | D.The special stitch. |
A.She put off the show. | B.She showed the clothes unfinished. |
C.She employed more sewing girls. | D.She completed the clothes in a hurry. |
A.Practice makes perfect. | B.Like father, like son. |
C.Easier said than done. | D.All roads lead to Rome. |
5 . Getting accepted to Harvard Law School was a feeling that Rehan Staton will never forget.
Staton had a stable life growing up until his mother
Rehan's academics significantly suffered. As his grade
Rehan's poor grades as a senior resulted in him being
Rather than add to his despair, the job marked a
Rehan was
A.contacted | B.abandoned | C.reunited | D.established |
A.reward | B.comfort | C.support | D.shelter |
A.financially | B.academically | C.physically | D.mentally |
A.slipped | B.counted | C.balanced | D.improved |
A.humble | B.awful | C.dynamic | D.excellent |
A.depression | B.failure | C.poverty | D.ignorance |
A.cut in | B.cut up | C.cut open | D.cut short |
A.assessed | B.removed | C.guided | D.denied |
A.collecting | B.recycling | C.throwing | D.studying |
A.starting | B.turning | C.rolling | D.limiting |
A.preference | B.potential | C.identity | D.intention |
A.introduced | B.persuaded | C.admitted | D.directed |
A.arts | B.sports | C.science | D.law |
A.ambitious | B.grateful | C.desperate | D.responsible |
A.admired | B.honored | C.encouraged | D.promoted |
When coming to this city for high school, I moved into the new house with my parents. We were very grateful to the owner for renting us this house at a cheap price. The house was really comfortable to live in. It was warm inside and full of life outside.
A tree in the front yard attracted my attention, and all I could confirm was that it was a fruit tree. My father thought it was a fig(无花果) tree, and sure enough, as the months went by, the tree grew huge leaves and finally bore the fruit—figs, the size of my fist. How wonderful they were! I took many pictures of the fig tree. And then we wondered how to deal with the figs. My mother thought for a while and said, “Why not try making fig jam?” I responded quickly, “That’s a good idea!”
Jack, one of our neighbors, just visited us and asked if he could pick some figs from our tree. Certainly, we encouraged him to take as many as he liked. In fact, Jack was extremely polite and friendly to us. He introduced himself at the first sight of us. He always waved to me as he came home or as he left for work.
When I picked the figs with him, he told me about how he had been living in the house next door for close to twenty years. He said, “Bruce, the owner of the house you live in now, used to be my best friend. And we had planted this very fig tree a few years before he went to the nursing home.” I was amazed to know that we actually enjoyed the fruit of his work. He told me that he was so impressed by the quality of the fruit this year. I found a fruit box for him to put the figs in. Both of us enjoyed the pleasure of sharing.
When Jack set out for his home, I turned to my parents and advised doing something in return for Jack and Bruce’s kindness and friendliness.
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Finally, we decided to invite Jack and his family to dinner that night.
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The next day, our family and Jack visited Bruce in the nursing home.
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My great-grandmother Eileen is fierce, loyal and strong and a bit of a legend in her own lifetime, which now stretches to 92 years. I should add that we’re not allowed to call her Gran, because she says it makes her feel old.
That summer, I lost my job and felt hopeless. One day, I paid a visit to her. She picked up a box which she placed on the coffee table. “There you go,” she said. “You do know what you’re doing with these things, don’t you?”
It was a new phone. Her current mobile was pretty ancient. I was amazed it was still going.
“Yes,” I said.
“Good. That’s why I ask you. You young people know more about such things than us oldies. You can take it home with you and get it all set up,” she went on. “Then, when you bring it back, you can show me how to use my new phone, such as getting on the internet, sending e-mails and so on.” She smiled so sweetly that I felt a surge of love for her.
I grabbed the box and stood up. Setting up the phone would be easy. It was teaching her how to use it that may prove challenging.
The following day I headed back to my great-grandmother’s with the phone. “Here’s your phone. It’s all ready to use.”
For the next hour, I was busy setting up her passcode and fingerprint recognition, which she said was like something out of James Bond.
She chose a picture for her screen and it was all going so well until I tried to show her how to swipe (滑动屏幕). “What do you mean, swipe?” she asked. She was 92, I reminded myself. This had been tiring for her.
She pressed at the up arrow and got angry when nothing happened. When I finally got her to swipe, she didn’t put the right amount of pressure on and the menu slipped away. After what seemed like hours, she threw the phone across the room and it landed on the sofa. “Take it away!” she howled. “I want my old phone back!”
I picked up the phone and was about to leave to give her time to cool down when I realized I didn’t want to go home when she was angry and upset.
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“Come on, Eileen. One more try.” I said.
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I was not feeling so hopeless any more now.
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So I sat for the haircut. The uncle asked me how
He smiled. Before starting the
I
The moment I said it, the assistant
I admit I was too
From that day on, I
I'm
A.left | B.opened | C.joined | D.visited |
A.much | B.long | C.often | D.soon |
A.instructed | B.invited | C.promised | D.convinced |
A.discussion | B.journey | C.training | D.haircut |
A.agreed | B.heard | C.hoped | D.knew |
A.forget | B.tolerate | C.guarantee | D.understand |
A.urged | B.shouted | C.laughed | D.helped |
A.angry | B.proud | C.scared | D.curious |
A.anxious | B.appealing | C.encouraging | D.awkward |
A.suddenly | B.completely | C.temporarily | D.regularly |
A.important | B.exciting | C.strange | D.interesting |
A.learn | B.enter | C.change | D.respect |
A.hard | B.small | C.good | D.complex |
A.sorry | B.confident | C.grateful | D.embarrassed |
A.difference | B.mistake | C.choice | D.joke |
My parents came to the US from India in the 1960s, along with other immigrants from India. Back then, there were few Indians anywhere around the US. My father came to Kansas,where he would get his Ph.D. Six months later, my mother came with the three of us kids — my sister, my brother, and me. We were just six,five and three years old then.
It was the very first winter when we were in Kansas. It was so cold,but we didn’t have heavy coats or warm clothes. We didn’t have a concept of how cold it really could be in the Midwest, and there was a new surprise every day. We didn’t have a car or anything like that, and my dad didn’t have a US driver’s license. But anyway, my father was studying for his Ph.D., and he would walk up and down a big hill to and from the campus on a regular basis.
Since I was three years old, I didn’t go to school, but my sister and brother were in school. My father had to walk down the big hill to take them to school every day and then walk back up the hill to go to university.After about three weeks of living like this, a woman called Valerie,whose son John was in the same class as my brother, started noticing them. On a very cold snowy morning,when they went to school as usual,Valerie passed by. She pulled up and said, “I see you on the way every day. Don’t you feel cold without coats?”My father responded,“We didn’t expect the weather would be so cold in Kansas.”Valerie said,“Maybe I can take your daughter and son to school. Would you like a ride?”
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Hearing that, my dad nodded with great joy.
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Later, Valerie and her family became so dear to my family.
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________10 . Jonathan Jones, 12, was overcome with emotion after his principal, who is also color blind, let him
As soon as Jones put the glasses on, he appeared to be immediately
“I was feeling joy that I could
The boy’s mother posted a(n)
She wrote “After posting the video, we’ve been touched by how many
For Jonathan, with the new glasses comes a new
A.borrow | B.polish | C.remove | D.adjust |
A.disappointed | B.annoyed | C.surprised | D.embarrassed |
A.calmed down | B.broke down | C.cheered up | D.woke up |
A.mixing | B.painting | C.changing | D.exploring |
A.finally | B.rarely | C.constantly | D.occasionally |
A.tension | B.sadness | C.relief | D.shame |
A.picture | B.article | C.video | D.introduction |
A.moved | B.shocked | C.confused | D.entertained |
A.loaning | B.costing | C.saving | D.collecting |
A.wealthy | B.generous | C.competent | D.ambitious |
A.limited | B.cheap | C.multiple | D.fashionable |
A.find | B.produce | C.fix | D.afford |
A.match | B.equip | C.replace | D.compare |
A.treat | B.instruct | C.help | D.accompany |
A.future | B.view | C.situation | D.record |