Dad’s Outer-Space Sweater
Grandma knitted Dad a sweater for his birthday. It was PURPLE, the glow-in-the-dark purple! Even crayon purple couldn’t compete. Dad loved it, claiming it was his favorite sweater. But I found it embarrassing as he wore it all the time: walking the dog; shopping for groceries and — worst of all — coming to my school events.
During a visit to our local farm, Dad tore his sleeve on a fence. When I pointed out that it was ripped, he said he would just wear it around the house. The hole got bigger and one night, at dinner, the thread became a table guest. Dad forked it up with spaghetti (通心粉) and lifted it to his mouth.
“Look out, Dad!” I shouted. “You’re about to take a bite of your sweater.”
Dad laughed, put his fork down and sighed, “The sweater might be beyond saving now.”
The next day, Mom and I repurposed the sweater on a Halloween scarecrow and put it in our front yard. When our neighbor dropped by to give us some used tennis balls for our cat, she gave her thumbs-up at our idea. But the sweater got rained on, and leaves stuck to it. Birds pulled the yarn (毛线). Dad finally removed it and was about to throw it away. He stood there long, looking sad. It made me sad too. I thought about the day he got it, the day he tore it, and ail those days he wore it. Then I thought of the day he almost ate it.
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Paragraph 1: And that gave me an idea for the school year’s art show.
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Paragraph 2: My Spaghetti and Meatballs, Outer-Space Style stood out in the art show.
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________2 . Ever since we were together, my wife has known about a magical place called Lincoln City, a modest beach town on the central-Oregon
So it was with great
In most cases, our assessments of a place or experience seldom differ. In this case, our wildly
A.plain | B.forest | C.coast | D.desert |
A.chained | B.compared | C.crowded | D.contented |
A.combing | B.marking | C.piling | D.cleaning |
A.putting out | B.throwing away | C.playing with | D.trading for |
A.tightly | B.literally | C.slightly | D.noisily |
A.greed | B.expectation | C.envy | D.guilt |
A.practical | B.charming | C.modern | D.mysterious |
A.oppose | B.adopt | C.encounter | D.stand |
A.affection | B.crisis | C.touch | D.respect |
A.same | B.varied | C.stubborn | D.objective |
A.instructed | B.explained | C.prevented | D.judged |
A.abandon | B.occupy | C.lack | D.possess |
A.bittersweet | B.breath-taking | C.awe-inspiring | D.carefree |
A.sunny | B.foggy | C.misty | D.freezing |
A.tolerate | B.relax | C.complain | D.enjoy |
“Look!” I said to my husband, Roger, pointing to the branches. “The doves (鸽子) have built a nest.
On a chilly April day, we watched with horror as a hawk dived down and took one of the doves. By the next morning the other parent was gone too. Roger climbed up a ladder to take a look into the nest. Was it possible the hawk had spared the young? Yes, there sat a newly hatched baby dove! We brought him inside and set up the nesting box with the heat lamps we had used for raising chickens. Then we rushed to the pet shop to buy the formula (配方奶) which needed to look like the mother’s milk. But even with our care and prayers, we knew that the dove’s chances were slim. We were especially worried that our little bird, whom we’d named Hawkeye, hardly cooed (咕咕地叫) at all. That had to be a bad sign.
But to our surprise, Hawkeye not only survived but also thrived. Within a month, he was able to stand on the edge of a bowl and eat out of a baby spoon. And before we knew it, he was eating the seeds we gave him. Having the opportunity to nurture this new life brought me a greater measure of peace with each passing day.
As Hawkeye grew, we noticed that unlike all the other doves in our yard, he had a double breast with a line dividing it. When I did some research on the doves, I found out that females don’t often coo.
“We got it all wrong,” I told Roger. “Hawkeye is a girl!”
We realized that we’d have to teach her to fly. First, we urged her to fly from a finger to the bottom rung (梯子的横档) of a six-foot ladder, and in no time she was moving quickly to the top. She lit out (逃走,溜掉) for the kitchen whenever she heard the click of the spoon on her bowl. By mid-June she’d gained full confidence in her wings.
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Paragraph 1: At that time, we knew it was time to set our Hawkeye free.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Paragraph 2: But one May morning, Hawkeye and the other dove landed on the rooftop.
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________When I started high school, I was fourteen years old and six foot tall. The scary thing about being so tall when you’re so young is that people automatically teat you as if you’re older. Yes, I was the size of an adult (actually, bigger than most! ) , but I was still just a kid. And acting more like an adult wouldn’t win me any fiends. As a card-carrying Good Boy, I wanted to meet adults’ expectations and get their praise, but as a Regular Kid, I wanted to be like my peers and get their friendship.
I walked into school that first day in my bluejacket and trousers, the school uniform. I noticed some of my old classmates from my junior high, the ones who had turned their backs on me, and we continued our policy of actively ignoring one another. I felt the pain of their betrayal (背叛) , but I forced my face to remain expressionless. I was here to study hard at academics and to work hard at basketball under my new coach, Jack Donahue. I was here to be excellent. Nothing else mattered.
Indeed I was excellent. I made the honor roll in the first semester, pleasing my parents and teachers. Leaming came naturally to me. I loved reading, especially about history and adventure stories like The Three Musketeers. Basketball, however, I had to work at to do well in.
As a freshman, my style of play reflected my personality: politely passive. I had some skills, but I didn’t have an aggressive nature: The good player around me knew how to play rough, use their bodies with authority, and power their way to a rebound (抢篮板球) . I knew I had to toughen up, and I was committed to getting better, but it wasn’t happening fast enough.
One morning, our school team was scheduled to play a game against Erasmus Hall High School in Brooklyn, and Coach Donahue surprised me by taking me into his office. I figured he was going to discuss his disappointment in my progress as a player, maybe even say something about it all being a big mistake.
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To my surprise, he handed me a team uniform.
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____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________5 . When Posten walked outside to her car, she saw something that looked like a note or receipt stuck to the windshield.
She grabbed it and saw it was a black and white photo of a woman holding a little boy. On the back, it said, “Gertie Swatzell & J.D. Swatzell 1942.” A few hours later, Posten discovered that the photo had made quite a long journey — almost 130 miles on the back of terrible winds.
Posten had been tracking the tornadoes that hit the middle of the U.S., killing dozens of people. They came close to where she lives in New Albany, Indiana, across the Ohio River from Louisville, Kentucky. So she figured it must be from someone’s damaged home.
“Seeing the date, I realized that was likely from a home hit by a tornado. How else is it going to be there?” Posten said. “It’s a well-kept photo.”
So she posted an image of the photo on Facebook and Twitter and asked for help. She said she was hoping someone on social media would have a connection to the photo or share it with someone who had a connection.
“A lot of people shared it on Facebook. Someone came across it who is friends with a man with the same last name, and they tagged him,” said Posten.
That man was Cole Swatzell, who commented that the photo belonged to family members in Dawson Springs, Kentucky, almost 130 miles away from New Albany. Cole Swatzell on Sunday didn’t respond to a Facebook message seeking comment.
Posten plans to return the photo to the Swatzell family sometime this week.
“It’s really remarkable, definitely one of those things, given all that has happened, that makes you consider how valuable things are — memories, family heirlooms (传家宝), and those kinds of things,” Posten said. “It shows you the power of social media for good. It was encouraging that immediately there were tons of replies from people, looking up ancestor records, and saying ‘I know someone who knows someone and I’d like to help.’”
1. What helped Posten know the photo had made quite a long journey?A.Learning about a home hit by a tornado. |
B.Looking into the information of the photo. |
C.Making tracks for the process of the tornadoes. |
D.Recognizing the person in the photo at first sight. |
A.It’s a damaged photo. |
B.It belongs to Cole Swatzell. |
C.Its owner lives in New Albany, Indiana. |
D.It travels 130 miles away from Kentucky. |
A.From Twitter. | B.From Facebook. |
C.From her friend. | D.From ancestor records. |
A.Valuable things should be kept well for good. |
B.Common item sometimes is also very valuable. |
C.We should encourage each other on social media. |
D.Posten thinks highly of the function of social media. |
6 . I vividly remember the day when my husband and I set off on a new journey to Tanzania. He had been
As we got off the train, however, at six in the morning, a lady came rushing along the
I washed, changed, had a quick bite to eat and was
Though my entry into this
A.awarded | B.offered | C.allowed | D.presented |
A.disappointed | B.dissatisfied | C.unconcerned | D.uneasy |
A.priority | B.worry | C.action | D.response |
A.river | B.platform | C.sidewalk | D.channel |
A.probably | B.suddenly | C.desperately | D.occasionally |
A.longed for | B.waited for | C.heard about | D.worried about |
A.remark | B.interruption | C.suggestion | D.request |
A.keep | B.take | C.forget | D.quit |
A.introduced | B.recommended | C.assigned | D.compared |
A.colleagues | B.assistants | C.students | D.interviewers |
A.exactly | B.finally | C.immediately | D.smoothly |
A.expected | B.regretted | C.delayed | D.dropped |
A.career | B.country | C.agreement | D.relationship |
A.value | B.strengthen | C.renew | D.harvest |
A.comment | B.record | C.impact | D.impression |
7 . As a kid, Kara McGrath had to have her “pocket cheese” into jackets so she could have it on the go. In college, she blew her budget on fancy cheese during grocery runs with roommates. And when she got married, she served her guests a flowery, four-tiered cake made from wheels of blue cheese. So it wasn’t a surprise when she quit a stable job to pursue a career as a cheesemonger (干酪商).
In 2019, McGrath joined a cheese catering business. There, she gained experience making display boards and leading tasting sessions. But a typhoon hit and took away their wooden shop as well as the community’s business. Her partner decided to turn to other business, leaving McGrath unsure of her next steps.
“There’s not a ton of cheese options in D. C. ,” she said. “My whole thing was, if I can’t find a place to work, I’m going to build it.” She created a cheese club, featuring virtual guided tastings, working first at her home, then in a rented shared kitchen space. As her following grew,she expanded with holiday markets, and when she saw that a wine bar on H Street had closed,she seized the opportunity and rented it.
Today, she’s the owner of Paste and Rind, a cheese and wine bar on H Street in Washington, D. C. , which opened in February after she emptied her 401K to fund the decoration of the space. To build a good reputation, she’s created regular tastings of limited-release cheeses in their bar, which sold out in August and will be offered monthly starting in October. And she doesn’t depend only on walk-in customers: Paste and Rind regularly appears at local farmer’s markets, offers custom cheese food for events and exhibits a subscription box.
As a self-taught enterpriser, MeGrath follows cheese experts on Instagram, connects with peers at the Cheesemonger Invitational in New York and listens to restaurant strategy programs. They’re excited to expand their business further, such as hiring full-time staff to increase the wine bar’s hours and exhibit at bigger occasions like weddings, where she might find herself with another full-circle cheese wheel moment.
1. What can we learn about McGrath from the first paragraph?A.She was a born businessman. |
B.Her marriage influenced her greatly. |
C.She was a big fan of cheese. |
D.Her previous job was a very challenging one. |
A.She set up her own business. | B.She decided to find a partner. |
C.She rented a bar immediately. | D.She lost faith in doing business. |
A.By displaying the products. | B.By hosting tasting activities. |
C.By advertising in local events. | D.By offering free cheese to farmers. |
A.Ambitious and adaptable. | B.Generous and responsible. |
C.Independent and considerate. | D.Enthusiastic and cooperative. |
8 . Karen Collingsworth doesn’t just make a great cup of coffee. She also smiles, listens and
When Karen’s car was
Donors expressed their
The GoFundMe campaign collected nearly $40,000! While the majority of
When asked the reason for her
A.cooperates | B.interacts | C.bargains | D.competes |
A.eager | B.able | C.hesitant | D.suitable |
A.stolen | B.updated | C.broken | D.repaired |
A.sell | B.reserve | C.decorate | D.replace |
A.rejected | B.contributed | C.remembered | D.assessed |
A.run out | B.flow back | C.dry up | D.pour in |
A.worry | B.regret | C.appreciation | D.expectation |
A.by nature | B.by heart | C.by mistake | D.by chance |
A.preference | B.intelligence | C.presence | D.acceptance |
A.sweetest | B.simplest | C.bravest | D.freest |
A.desperately | B.initially | C.definitely | D.temporarily |
A.praise | B.donation | C.advice | D.invitation |
A.strangers | B.customers | C.students | D.workmates |
A.careful | B.ignorant | C.aware | D.proud |
A.innocence | B.creativity | C.sympathy | D.popularity |
9 . After an extremely heavy rain flooded the town of Ruthin, 44-year-old farmer Llyr Derwydd encountered an awful scene that Friday afternoon. As Llyr checked on his sheep, he discovered his three ewes (母羊)
Realizing the
Reflecting on the event, Llyr shared, “I know Patsy is a(n)
At the critical moment, Patsy
A.released | B.trapped | C.stolen | D.tied |
A.threatening | B.demanding | C.confusing | D.breathtaking |
A.protect | B.raise | C.rescue | D.distract |
A.significance | B.satisfaction | C.necessity | D.impossibility |
A.applied | B.prepared | C.waited | D.signaled |
A.settled | B.recalled | C.hesitated | D.insisted |
A.shelter | B.command | C.agreement | D.management |
A.delightfully | B.unwillingly | C.intentionally | D.fearlessly |
A.relieved | B.energetic | C.frightened | D.scary |
A.guidance | B.control | C.authority | D.observation |
A.confirm | B.escape | C.approach | D.measure |
A.capable | B.competitive | C.professional | D.inexperienced |
A.behind | B.within | C.beyond | D.alongside |
A.rose to | B.ran into | C.turned to | D.put up |
A.confidence | B.generosity | C.loyalty | D.modesty |
In December, an unseen disease arrived in a village. Ally was one of the victims. She lay, barely moving, in her bed staring at a wall out of the window under her blanket.
The doctor took her father, who was a painter, aside and claimed, “She has one chance in—let us say, ten. And that chance is for her to want to live. Try to encourage her to think more hopeful thoughts, about the future, about living.”
Her father took some paper and a pen into Ally’s room and began a pen drawing, in an attempt to raise Ally’s spirits. Ally’s eyes were open, but they weren’t watching him. Instead, she stared out the window and counted backwards, “Ten, nine, eight, seven…”
“What are you counting, dear?” asked her father. “They’re falling faster now,” replied Ally.
“Three days ago there were almost a hundred. But now there are only five left now. Five leaves on the ivy vine (常春藤). When the last one falls, I must go, too.”
“Oh, I never heard of such nonsense,” quickly replied her father. But Ally’s mind was made up. “I want to see the last one fall. I want to go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves.”
“Try to sleep,” said her father. Ally closed her eyes quietly. Watching her daughter’s pale face, he was lost in deep thought. As a painter, he had never produced a masterpiece he longed to paint in 40 years. As a father, he even couldn’t help her daughter cheer up. Looking out of the window, he noticed that there was just one remaining leaf. What’s more, a cold rain was falling mixed with snow. “Are there people in the world that are foolish to think they’ll die because leaves drop off from an ivy vine? This is not a place in which Ally shall lie sick.” He made up his mind to do something.
The next morning, Ally woke and asked for the curtains to be opened. One leaf remained on the ivy vine, bravely holding on in the wind and rain. “It will fall today. And I will die with it.”
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The following day, Ally asked again for the curtains to be opened.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________A few weeks later, Ally recovered completely and the secret was revealed.
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