Growing up, we didn’t have much money. Actually, we had very little. We lived in a small house with holes in the floor. We wore old clothes and had little food. With three little mouths to feed, my daddy worked as a gatekeeper in a middle school and then farmed our own small field until dark. Daddy provided the best he could for us and mama made our clothes on her old sewing machine. We could have easily applied for welfare, but my parents wouldn't think of it. Our family was full of love and proud of hard work
Then I was in the third grade, in Mrs. Harper’s class. One day, Mrs. Harper brought a huge box of toys to school to give to “poor” children. Everyone was invited to bring some of his or her own toys from home to put in the box. Needless to say. I had hardly any toys of my own to offer.
My eyes got big the next day when I looked into that box. It was like a dream world to me — so many colorful toys! Clearly, Mrs. Harper saw the curious look on my face, and although I never asked with a smile, she let me pick out two toys for myself from the box. I was so thankful and thought that I was the luckiest girl in the whole world!
When I got home. I couldn't wait to show mama what I brought from the school. She admired the toys and asked where I got them. I told her about the box for the poor children and that Mrs. Harper had let me pick two toys from the box!Mama thought for a few seconds and said in a very sweet way, “No…no, You can’t keep these two toys.”
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Mama explained to me that those toys were for “poor” children.
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Mrs. Harper said she understood what mama meant.
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Since Brad Ryan began to take grandma Joy on trips to the breathtaking landscapes of America, they
In 2015, Brad Ryan visited his 85-year-old grandma
“Life for her now is a lot
3 . As I stuck in the mud (泥), with my bike on top of me, I wondered what had forced me to come here. Madagascar is not a good place for a cycling holiday: one of the world's poorest countries, only 11 percent of roadway is paved (铺). South of the town of Antalaha, where I started, the road was in worse condition.
I appeared from a week in the wilderness and reached the start of the Route National 5 at Maroantsetra, but my dream of a smooth road and speed was suddenly destroyed by mud. The "worst road in the country" changed my bicycle into a burden (负担) for days. Finally, I was claimed by the road. Tired. Alone.
As I wiped (擦) the mud from my face and looked upwards, I was greeted by a Malagasy man. He helped me stand up and smiled playfully while he pointed to my bike, which sat next to his. I started again. But I fell again in the mud. Angrily, I told him to go on, but if he understood he showed no sign of it. His smile forced me back onto the bike. We continued like this for hours. But I fell less. Studying my quick guide, slowly I learned. As we passed through a village, a group of children saw me and shouted loudly. His only words were: "Their parents tell them while people steal and eat them. Funny, no?"
I tried to ask why, but he had already set off. I tried to catch up; as I got closer, he took it as a challenge and sped up. We raced along the road. I rode a little faster and I was just behind, about to catch up with him. With a smile, he sped up and was away, leaving me breathless.
1. What was in the author's mind when he was in the mud?A.He considered his experience a special pleasure. |
B.He made up his mind to continue challenging himself. |
C.He tried to think out a new road for cycling in Antalaha. |
D.He regretted having the cycling holiday in Madagascar. |
A.The author chose another road. |
B.The author decided to ask for help. |
C.The author lay on the road for a rest. |
D.The author had no confidence to ride on. |
A.By showing him the right way. |
B.By wiping the mud from his bike. |
C.By riding in front of him all the way. |
D.By teaching him how to ride in the mud. |
A.A lonely trip |
B.A bicycle race |
C.A lesson in cycling |
D.A road in Madagascar |
4 . My husband, Russ, and I drove through our neighborhood, the place we’d called home for 28 years. The foothills, once thick with towering pines, were
Two weeks earlier, we’d gotten an early-morning call telling us to
Now we’d been allowed to return. Russ and I brought
“How will we survive this?” I wondered. “How will we go on?” It felt as if our lives had been destroyed. Later that afternoon Russ
I turned to get in the car. That’s when I
Words that must have come from one of my books, a passage I couldn’t recall but now said everything I needed to
A.beautiful | B.strange | C.unrecognizable | D.greenish |
A.remained | B.painted | C.left | D.saved |
A.enjoy | B.leave | C.help | D.rescue |
A.happy | B.eager | C.famous | D.sorry |
A.bad | B.good | C.useful | D.impressive |
A.shovels | B.books | C.sweaters | D.posters |
A.take | B.bring | C.save | D.understand |
A.waited | B.helped | C.awarded | D.prevented |
A.something | B.anything | C.nothing | D.everything |
A.improved | B.enjoyed | C.put | D.exchanged |
A.wrote | B.sculpted | C.figured | D.noticed |
A.easy | B.sharp | C.helpful | D.clear |
A.sadness | B.happiness | C.courage | D.anger |
A.say | B.hear | C.sing | D.give |
A.stop | B.begin | C.live | D.read |
5 . When I was in primary school, I had a big argument with a boy in my class. I can’t
I was sure that I was right and he was wrong.
I couldn’t
The teacher told me to go stand where the boy was standing and told him to come stand where I had been. We changed
My teacher taught me a very important lesson that day: You must
A.understand | B.remember | C.explain | D.know |
A.class | B.subject | C.lesson | D.book |
A.Therefore | B.Moreover | C.However | D.Furthermore |
A.put up with | B.went on with | C.got along with | D.came up with |
A.another | B.other | C.the other | D.the others |
A.hard | B.clean | C.lucky | D.clear |
A.Black | B.White | C.Grey | D.Brown |
A.realize | B.describe | C.believe | D.be sure |
A.like | B.against | C.about | D.around |
A.places | B.objects | C.opinions | D.seats |
A.could | B.should | C.had to | D.must |
A.similarly | B.differently | C.brightly | D.truly |
A.but | B.still | C.only | D.just |
A.appear | B.stand | C.hide | D.sit |
A.situation | B.discussion | C.solution | D.way |
6 . It was New Year time, but I wasn’t looking forward to it. That winter, my mother and my stepfather moved our family to Southern California. My brother and I were leaving our rural Alabama behind. This would be our first New Year away from Alabama. My mother took to California like a swan to a royal lake. My athletic little brother, Paul, was excited at a climate that allowed him to go to the beach whenever he wanted.
I, however, was a fat child with a heavy southern pronunciation. My first day in the new class, I introduced myself in a low voice. All I said was my name and where I was from. The class burst into laughter. “He talks funnily.” I was so helpless that I went to a place to call Granny Smith after school, who was my biggest support. But I didn’t get through.
On Sunday evening, the phone rang. It was Granny. She often took advantage of the discounted long-distance rates on Sundays. She said she’d shipped a New Year package. Sure enough, it arrived. Surprised at the box, large enough to hold a small refrigerator, we eagerly tore it open. The smell of Granny’s house filled the room: a combination of fried meat, sausages, furniture polish and decorations. Her house was tiny and always filled with tacky holiday decorations and homemade food before New Year. But in my childhood eyes, it was precious and fantastic.
There were countless tins and containers. We opened them to discover piles of holiday treats. She even included our traditional candy bars. The box was as bottomless as a magical box. There, beneath all these, was my familiar holiday.
Every New Year that we spent in California, the postal service would call and say our package arrived. Over the years, many treasures arrived in the box. For me, it’s always been the best part of the holiday.
1. How did he author’s brother feel when they were moving to California?A.Unconcerned. | B.Joyful. | C.Grateful. | D.Upset. |
A.He had a strong accent. | B.He made a humorous talk. |
C.He looked overweight. | D.He spoke in a very low voice. |
A.Suitable. | B.Large. | C.Cheap. | D.Attractive. |
A.Granny’s Care Package | B.An Unforgettable Holiday |
C.Our Move to California | D.A Telephone Call from Granny |
7 . I became lame(瘸的) in both legs in my childhood. I can’t stand
I still remember the first day at
Being lame, I didn’t dare to
One day, a few students came up to me and asked me to go outside. I was really
After that we often read, played and talked together. My friends are always
Once they asked me,"What is the most beautiful thing in our school?"Without hesitation I said,"It is the
A.with | B.without | C.under | D.on |
A.walk | B.run | C.sit | D.stand |
A.school | B.wheelchair | C.home | D.hospital |
A.he | B.she | C.everyone | D.nobody |
A.thought | B.interest | C.anger | D.surprise |
A.red | B.brown | C.white | D.black |
A.entering | B.hiding | C.coming | D.turning |
A.feeling | B.kindness | C.sorrow | D.pain |
A.made | B.stopped | C.kept | D.let |
A.walk | B.study | C.practice | D.speak |
A.laughed | B.smiled | C.stared | D.looked |
A.quickly | B.slowly | C.happily | D.shyly |
A.brave | B.sad | C.hurt | D.excited |
A.honest | B.friendly | C.luckily | D.handsome |
A.pushed | B.placed | C.drew | D.pulled |
A.satisfied | B.sorry | C.loyal | D.grateful |
A.signs | B.sights | C.buildings | D.students |
A.ready | B.smart | C.wise | D.unwilling |
A.forget | B.remember | C.imagine | D.think |
A.teacher | B.schoolyard | C.classmate | D.friendship |
8 . I was cycling and noticed a person, about a quarter of a kilometer in front of me. I could tell he was cycling a little slower than me and
So I
After I passed him, I
Isn't that what happens in life when we
The
Therefore, just take what life gives you, your height, weight and personality. Stay focused and live a peaceful life. There's no
A.failed | B.agreed | C.decided | D.forgot |
A.before | B.after | C.unless | D.when |
A.stopped | B.started | C.enjoyed | D.regretted |
A.way | B.time | C.step | D.block |
A.apart from | B.above | C.behind | D.ahead of |
A.protected | B.pushed | C.supported | D.comforted |
A.dreamt | B.remembered | C.thought | D.hoped |
A.Fortunately | B.Eventually | C.Surprisingly | D.Obviously |
A.good | B.lucky | C.calm | D.astonished |
A.cycling | B.exercising | C.celebrating | D.racing |
A.believed | B.expected | C.understood | D.realized |
A.missed | B.escaped | C.made | D.lost |
A.worry about | B.focus on | C.care for | D.depend on |
A.announce | B.prove | C.explain | D.inform |
A.tears | B.money | C.energy | D.pain |
A.barriers | B.end | C.plans | D.paths |
A.problem | B.difficulty | C.task | D.goal |
A.movement | B.routine | C.cycle | D.event |
A.pleasant | B.suitable | C.occasional | D.better |
A.competition | B.mistake | C.pressure | D.challenge |
9 . Saroo Brierley, a 4-year-old boy, lived in rural India. One day, he played with his brother along the rail line and fell asleep. When he woke up, he found himself alone. So he got on the train in front of him in search of his brother.
That train took him a thousand miles across the country to a totally strange city. He lived on the streets, and then in an orphanage (孤儿院), where he was adopted by an Australian family and taken to Tasmania.
Brierley is a famous writer now, and in his new book, A Long Way Home, he wrote he couldn’t help but wonder about his hometown back in India. He remembered landmarks, but since he didn’t know his town’s name, finding a small neighborhood in a vast country seemed impossible.
Then he found a digital mapping program. He spent years searching for his hometown in the program’s satellite pictures. In 2011, he came across something familiar. He studied it and realized he was looking at a town’s central business district from a bird’s-eye view. He thought, “On the right-hand side you should see the three-platform train station”—and there it was. “And on the left-hand side you should see a big fountain”—and there it was. Everything matched!
Standing in front of the house where he grew up as a child, he saw a lady standing at the entrance. It took him a few seconds but he finally remembered what she used to look like.
In an interview Brierley says, “My mother came forth and walked forward, and I walked forward, my eyes filled with tears and my brain blank. I just didn’t know what to say, because I never thought seeing my mother would ever come true. And here I am, standing in front of her.”
1. Why did Brierley get on the train when he was a little boy?A.To go back to his home. | B.To look for his brother. |
C.To travel to Tasmania. | D.To follow a stranger. |
A.There were only two children in his family. |
B.He lived in an orphanage in America till he grew up. |
C.He remembered clearly his hometown’s name. |
D.The lady standing at the entrance turned out his mother. |
A.By studying digital maps. | B.By analyzing old pictures. |
C.By setting up searching programs. | D.By spreading his story via his book. |
A.Love for Mother | B.Union with Brother |
C.Long Way Back Home | D.Memory of Hometown |
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Good morning, everyone!
I'd like to share a quote with you, which go like this: “Time is said to be money, but it is more — it is life.” It is true that time is great value. After all, anything is more precious than time. In our daily life, we've often been told that lose time will never return. To be honest, I am used to spend plenty of time playing computer games, what made me fall far behind my classmates. Have realized how much time I wasted, I've made up my minds to work hard to catch up with them. Wasting time is just like wasting part of our lives. Time is such valuable that if you want your dreams to come true, you should make the more of it.