1 . Rumeysa Gurbuz was at home asleep on February 6 in the city of Iskenderun on Turkey’s Mediterranean coast when a magnitude 7. 8 earthquake attacked the region. The quake caused
“If I hadn’t woken up, I would have been in the
After being injured in the quake, Gurbuz was
Kelly Donithan, HSI’s director of animal disaster response who was helping to
| A．potential | B．significant | C．some | D．possible |
| A．struck | B．stopped | C．spread | D．accelerated |
| A．help | B．shout | C．cry | D．escape |
| A．protecting | B．cutting | C．injuring | D．losing |
| A．shelter | B．ruins | C．house | D．square |
| A．love | B．hurt | C．owe | D．cheat |
| A．hope | B．time | C．family | D．home |
| A．sent | B．returned | C．guided | D．released |
| A．memorize | B．honor | C．find | D．miss |
| A．notice | B．post | C．picture | D．letter |
| A．unforgettable | B．shameful | C．satisfying | D．unsuccessful |
| A．catch | B．await | C．expect | D．locate |
| A．pull | B．attract | C．chase | D．frighten |
| A．patience | B．advice | C．passion | D．warning |
| A．happy | B．surprised | C．scared | D．sad |
When I was little, I lived in a house with a beautiful garden full of all kinds of Bowers. There was nothing I enjoyed more than sitting in the garden with my mother reading stories to me. When I was old enough to read, I enjoyed reading stories aloud to her.
I would never forget one day when I was in the third grade. I bad been picked to be the princess in the school play, and for weeks my mother had rehearsed (排练) my lines so hard with me. But however easily I acted at home, the moment I stepped on stage, every word disappeared from my head. Finally, my teacher took me aside, explaining that she had written a narrator’s (解说员) part to the play, and asked me to change roles. Her word, kindly expressed, still hurt, especially when I saw my part go to another girl.
I didn’t tell my mother what had happened when I went home after school that day. But she sensed my pain. Instead of suggesting we practice my lines, she asked if I wanted to take a walk in the garden.
It was May and roses were blossoming and, under the trees, we could also see yellow dandelions (蒲公英) in the grass, as if a painter had painted our garden with red, yellow and green. I watched my mother casually bend down by one dandelion. ”I think I’m going to dig up all these weeds,” she said, pulling it up by its roots. ”From now on, we’ll have only roses in this garden. ”
“But I like dandelions,” I protested, “All flowers are beautiful-even dandelions.” “Yes, every flower is beautiful in its own way, isn’t it?” she asked thoughtfully. I nodded, pleased that I had won her over. “And that is true of people too,” she added. “Not everyone can be a princess, but there is no shame in that.” Relieved that she had guessed my pain, I started to cry as I told her what had happened. She listened and smiled to me gently.
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Para 1: “But you will be a beautiful narrator,” she said.
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Para 2: After the play, I took home the flower.
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Sara, my neighbor, and I were sitting in our yard, chatting, and frowning at the wooden house across the street.
Nobody in the neighborhood had met these two young men there yet. The two men had long hair and beards and dressed strangely. They kept to themselves. When they came outside, they never made eye contact with anyone. “They sure don’t fit into the neighborhood,” Sara said, the corners of her mouth turning down as she stared at that house.
Sara said, “What about our street parties? We’ve always included everyone. Should we invite them?” I sighed, “Try being nice, Sara.” Suddenly, Sara sat up straight and her eyes grew wide with curiosity when a government car pulled up before Mrs Swain’s house next door. We hurried over. Mrs Swain was recovering from cancer and lived alone. Sara and I tried to keep an eye on her.
The man from the car put a piece of paper on Mrs Swain’s door and hurriedly left. Mrs Swain looked old, thin, and very tired when she opened the door. We three looked at the paper. It read: “Someone complained your grass’ length is against city rules. Please cut it in five days, or you’ll be fined.”
It was a shame that nobody had cut her grass for her. However, Sara and I lived alone, and we were both pregnant. What was worse, we were on a tight budget, and the other families here were on vacation.
Sara and I comforted Mrs Swain, telling her we’d figure out a way. Mrs Swain blinked in confusion, “Who would complain? Everyone knows that my old lawn mower is broken. And I’ve been sick too.” “It may be those two guys across the street,” Sara whispered, angrily staring at that wooden house.
Just then, a voice that seemed too gentle to be coming from the strange young man behind me said, “What is going on? Is she alright?” He nodded toward Mrs Swain. Sara looked at him coldly and said, “Some guys reported her because her grass is too high.” Her eyes ran over him disapprovingly, but he didn’t seem to notice.
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The young man and his friend quickly made eye contact and nodded seriously.
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After they finished the work, Sara and I walked in shame to apologize for judging them.
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4 . Fredric Roi Marquez joined a program to give out food to people at a retirement community. By doing so, the high school student hoped to earn a(n)
Roy and Lynn moved to the community 12 years ago. They
For Marquez, the experience was new. He said, “Wow, I’m
They talked about school projects, exams and even family issues. They
Experts say the experience is good for both
| A．scholarship | B．friendship | C．degree | D．living |
| A．refused | B．expected | C．remembered | D．regretted |
| A．trouble | B．stop | C．interest | D．serve |
| A．liked | B．relied on | C．disapproved of | D．missed |
| A．creative | B．respectful | C．shy | D．ordinary |
| A．thrill | B．challenge | C．warmth | D．growth |
| A．worried | B．argued | C．complained | D．cared |
| A．actually | B．theoretically | C．randomly | D．mentally |
| A．handling | B．building | C．destroying | D．repairing |
| A．updated | B．confused | C．pleased | D．concerned |
| A．advertised | B．lost | C．shared | D．sold |
| A．couples | B．companies | C．families | D．generations |
| A．ability | B．right | C．chance | D．permission |
| A．peaceful | B．reasonable | C．colorful | D．attractive |
| A．competition | B．bridge | C．difference | D．contrast |
5 . It was eight o’ clock on Christmas morning, and Uncle Tom said he wanted to listen to the news. My 11-year-old self was wondering why grown-ups would be interested in the news when there were important things to be done, such as handing out presents. However, while I was only half-listening to the radio broadcast, I was confused that I had heard that report earlier.
My older brother, Colin, figured out what was happening. “Pete, it’s a tape recorder! We’ve got our tape recorder!” This was one of those rare moments when my inside gave an involuntary lurch (倾斜). Colin and I had both been blind from birth. In the late 1950s, tape recorders were definitely the top choice for blind kids, especially with the rise of rock ‘n’ roll.
But it wasn’t the first time I had been attracted to a tape recorder. I vividly remember walking into a room when I was four and hearing a child’s beautiful singing. It turned out that my dad had borrowed a tape recorder for preparing his projects. And for the first time, in the same way that a sighted child might react to seeing themselves in a mirror or a photograph, I got the sense of myself as a separate person who existed outside my head and was experienced by other people.
Then I became a broadcaster at school. I would wander around the school with my microphone, recording my thoughts in the style of the voices I heard on the radio. But the biggest challenge was not finding things to do with the tape recorder but taking it away from Colin. His generosity on the first day we got it did not extend to handing it over to his brother at school. “You’ll break it,” he would say.
But ten years later, I drew on the confidence gained from those early explorations of the sound and walked into a radio station, in the hopes of selling myself as a broadcast journalist. Eight years later, I presented my first report for BBC’s Six O’Clock News. I never thought that a Christmas present had changed my life.
1. Why did Uncle Tom probably listen to the news on Christmas morning?| A．To keep up with the times. |
| B．To carry on the holiday tradition. |
| C．To create a happy festival mood. |
| D．To surprise Colin and the author. |
| A．His interest in music. |
| B．His love of broadcasting. |
| C．The real existence of himself. |
| D．An understanding of his father. |
| A．Learning the voice style of radio hosts. |
| B．Getting the tape recorder from Colin. |
| C．Balancing broadcasting and study. |
| D．Finding fun things to record. |
| A．His experiences of exploring the sound. |
| B．His talent for recording. |
| C．His father’s encouragement. |
| D．His rich broadcasting knowledge. |
Eight-year-old Kayzen Hunter visits Waffle House every weekend to have breakfast with his family. They always choose to sit in Devonte Gardner’s section, because they get the best care from their favorite waiter.
The family instantly felt close to Gardner, who would greet Kayzen with a high-five every time they entered the restaurant. Kayzen never needed to say his order again, because Gardner already knew it by heart. The family really believes he’s the nicest person ever, which is why they were eager to help him when they learned his story.
One day, while dining at the restaurant with his grandfather John Donofrio, Kayzen discovered that behind Gardner’s kindness and warmth were a lot of personal struggles. At the time, Gardner asked the pair if they knew where he could buy an affordable car to use to get to work. It turned out the waiter had been walking a long distance to and from work every day. He and his family, consisting of a wife and two young daughters, were living in a motel (汽车旅馆) room after their apartment became unsuitable to live in. They had been living in a motel for months.
Kayzen couldn’t erase his friend’s story from his mind, so he immediately told his mom about it when he got home. “We have to start a GoFundMe page and help Gardner get a car!” he kept saying. He didn’t give up on the idea until his mom Vittoria gave in. Their goal was to get $5,000 in donations so Gardner could purchase a car. Vittoria and her husband were eager to help their son achieve the goal, especially since they had the same experience years ago. It took a long time to rebuild their lives, but they were able to bounce back. Now, they wanted to help Devonte do the same.
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A local news station picked up the story, and before they knew it, more donations began pouring in.
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Upon discovering what Kayzen had done, Gardner wept.
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7 . When I was twenty, I had a dog named Trixie. She loved me dearly but
One afternoon, I was sitting on my porch (走廊) reading a book with Trixie by my side when my colleague Jason walked by. He stopped and asked, “May I come in.” I had no
He opened the gate, walked in and closed it. Trixie remained strangely
Two years later, Jason and I got married. He told me that our story
We’ve been married for thirty-six years. Thank you, Trixie!
1.| A．misled | B．distrusted | C．misunderstood | D．disappointed |
| A．belief | B．experience | C．doubt | D．interest |
| A．aware | B．nervous | C．sorry | D．afraid |
| A．finished | B．avoided | C．continued | D．postponed |
| A．modest | B．still | C．energetic | D．optimistic |
| A．stopped | B．protected | C．comforted | D．approached |
| A．admitted | B．nodded | C．refused | D．apologized |
| A．lovingly | B．jokingly | C．patiently | D．regretfully |
| A．called for | B．left out | C．started with | D．focused on |
| A．confusion | B．anger | C．concern | D．embarrassment |
| A．plan | B．duty | C．right | D．chance |
| A．warning | B．knowledge | C．recommendation | D．direction |
| A．make | B．lend | C．throw | D．owe |
| A．allowed | B．urged | C．forced | D．took |
| A．praise | B．pleasure | C．food | D．friendship |
8 . My grandpa Ken is 86 and has been faithfully married to my grandma for 60 years. But now his memory is
Yesterday, he asked me to take him to the
I watched him, cane (拐杖) in hand, taking the tiniest
He got the type of soda she liked. He
On our way home, he
| A．changing | B．improving | C．slipping | D．opening |
| A．bakery | B．supermarket | C．park | D．restaurant |
| A．grateful | B．nervous | C．honored | D．annoyed |
| A．require | B．inspire | C．remind | D．benefit |
| A．kitchen | B．garden | C．house | D．neighborhood |
| A．glances | B．steps | C．tools | D．bags |
| A．after | B．beyond | C．against | D．through |
| A．idea | B．proof | C．sense | D．feature |
| A．everyday | B．valuable | C．specific | D．favorite |
| A．quickly | B．carefully | C．curiously | D．randomly |
| A．baked | B．chose | C．ordered | D．wrapped |
| A．tears | B．doubts | C．surprises | D．joys |
| A．vegetables | B．bread | C．flowers | D．seafood |
| A．desired | B．commanded | C．advocated | D．insisted |
| A．caring | B．longing | C．waiting | D．standing |
Going to the post office is usually a weekly event for me. I rarely give it any thought other than to drive there, go inside, and drop off my letter or package. However, our world has changed and now I must give careful consideration to this journey, as my age and preexisting condition put me into the “vulnerable” category. I am worried about getting infected with the pandemic. There are decisions that I need to make. Is this a package that must go out now? I conclude that it is. Is there anyone else who can take the package for me? I conclude there is not. So I have made two decisions already. Next, I must determine which of the two post offices closest to me would be the easiest one to accomplish my goal. I realize the larger one would be my best choice. Three decisions have been made!
On the drive over, I determined that I would look to see the number of cars in the parking lot before making my decision to go in. Upon arriving, I concluded that the car population was small enough, so I pulled into an empty space. My next thought was,” Perhaps I should wait for someone to come out and ask them to take my package in? “Then I realized, I would be making contact with a perfect stranger, and what was the difference between talking to that stranger and just going in and talking to the clerk? Next decision made, I walked inside. There were only two people and both were standing at the counters making their transactions (业务). I walked to the front of what was normally a very long line. I was standing alone, waiting for my turn. I was wondering whether this place had been disinfected (消毒) and was safe to stay here.
Shortly, I was called to the window. I could see that the postal clerk was aware of the fear in my eyes. She quietly stepped back from her station and signed to me to come forward. I stepped up to the counter and placed my package on the scale (秤).
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She then signed to me to step back.
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As I inserted my credit card, tears started to roll down my cheeks.
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10 . I was picking through coat pockets and madly shaking all my old purses and wallets. I was looking for pennies, quarters — anything that would help me make it to the end of the week. It sure was feeling heavy.
A hopeless girl in her twenties,I was a single parent, with a one-year-old son and a five-year-old daughter.
Life consisted of ups and downs. One year, I was having baby showers and taking vacations in the mountains of Tennessee. The next, I was searching around my small, two-bedroom apartment collecting loose change to buy food and gas. Suddenly, I found myself becoming poor, and it was hard.
I’ll never forget the joy of finding one penny during my hunt, then two, then fifteen, and then twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six. Every time I found one, I felt excited. Looking back now, I see that it was somewhat ironic (讽刺的) because I had looked down on pennies at one point in my life.
I sat in my bedroom that night and sorted all the change from my hour-long quest. I smiled and made jokes with my daughter while we packed our pennies. Her brother joyfully bounced up and down in his bouncer. They had no idea how many nights I would cry with my face buried in the pillows, wondering how I would keep a roof over their heads, lights on in the house, and food on the table.
I remember those days like they were yesterday, but I don’t remember them with sadness. I remember them intentionally because I promised myself that if I were ever to escape the pains of poverty, I would never forget the value of a penny.
I’ve kept that promise, too.
1. Why did the author shake her old purses?| A．To look for money to pay for their expense. | B．To purchase something for her children. |
| C．To make money at the end of the week. | D．To put them into her coat pockets. |
| A．She could make ends meet. | B．She often lived a hard life. |
| C．She was once living well. | D．She enjoyed her family life. |
| A．To help others little by little. | B．To find great value in little things. |
| C．To bring happiness to her children. | D．To forget the sad days intentionally. |
| A．It’s no use crying over spilt milk. |
| B．We should repair the house before it rains. |
| C．Each family has its own happiness and unhappiness. |
| D．One penny is the small seed from which fortunes spring. |
