1. Why did Mr. Day look at the blanket for a long time but go away?
A.He didn’t like its color. |
B.The blanket was too big for him to take home. |
C.He wanted to get the blanket but could not decide on it. |
A.Mr. Day didn’t get the blanket. |
B.The seller sold the blanket at a lower price. |
C.The seller sent the blanket to Mr. Day’s home. |
A.The seller was clever, but Mr. Day was foolish. |
B.The seller wasn’t honest and Mr. Day was humorous. |
C.The seller didn’t want to sell the blanket to Mr. Day. |
We had moved to a new town for my husband’s work. After living here for just a couple of weeks, I was more than ready to pick up my luggage and move back home. I was lonely for a friend. My boy Samuel was lonely. My husband, Lonny, adapted just fine, but he was occupied with work most of the time.
I missed our old neighborhood. It had been like a closely knitted community where neighbors chatted over fences. Newcomers were welcomed with chocolate brownies (巧克力蛋糕) and carrot bread. It had been easy to find friends there.
Our new community was different. It seemed that family roots grew deep. Deep as the Mississippi River that flowed past this tiny river town. Breaking in was tough.
“I’m so alone here,” I said to Lonny one evening. Lonny is a good listener, and a problem solver. “What have you done to meet people?” he asked. “I go to the park every day. I even dropped by a book salon (读书沙龙) at the library the other day and came across a nice lady with a boy.”
“Sounds not bad,” he said. “Did you talk to her?” The answer was no. It wasn’t that people here were unkind. I just didn’t feel like initiating conversations, and I preferred minding my own business in a new environment.
A few more months passed and winter settled in. It was harder than ever to meet people. I began to feel bitter. I was tired of trying to fit in a place where we didn’t belong.
Lonny noticed my low spirits. “Amy, you look unapproachable, with your arms crossed and everything,” he whispered in my ear one afternoon. He and I were sitting in the yard. Samuel, our five-year-old was playing baseball next to us.
“It doesn’t matter. I’m not going to have friends here.” Just then Samuel looked up. He must’ve heard our whispers. “Mom’s right, Dad. We’ll never ever have friends here. And we just want to go back to our old home.” I sat there and looked at my tiny innocent son. His words mirrored my attitude. And I didn’t like the disturbing reflection.
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That’s when I knew that I needed an adjustment.
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________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Chinese speakers tend to use “spear and shield”
Nearly 2, 000 years ago, there was a man living in the State of Chu. One day, he went to a market to sell spears and shields—two most common
Then some of the potential buyers came closer to have a careful examination of the shields,
So today, instead of saying “you are contradicting yourself”, Chinese will say “you are attacking your shield
4 . I once worked on a farm. One day, a powerful wind slammed (猛推) me against a post. My left arm got totally
Back home after an operation, I found everything a(n)
“Mom can do anything,” my daughter said
In 2020, I decided to do New Zealand’s
Life in
A.stuck | B.burned | C.crushed | D.bent |
A.duty | B.occasion | C.adventure | D.challenge |
A.independent | B.restless | C.tireless | D.different |
A.escape | B.adapt | C.recover | D.accept |
A.cutely | B.suddenly | C.proudly | D.honestly |
A.sport | B.farm | C.art | D.business |
A.Meanwhile | B.Therefore | C.Besides | D.However |
A.described | B.wondered | C.explored | D.evaluated |
A.outstanding | B.amateur | C.active | D.intelligent |
A.biggest | B.hardest | C.longest | D.scariest |
A.studied | B.thought | C.pushed | D.trained |
A.give up | B.give in | C.turn off | D.turn down |
A.laughter | B.cheering | C.crying | D.noise |
A.unfair | B.serious | C.difficult | D.uncertain |
A.stop | B.afford | C.get | D.fly |
5 . I was lucky because I found my lifelong career early in life-creating something meaningful with imagination and knowledge. Wozniak and I started Apple in my parents’ garage when I was 20. In 10
How can I get
Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to
I really felt
A.weeks | B.years | C.decades | D.months |
A.surveyed | B.updated | C.kept | D.released |
A.approved | B.promoted | C.challenged | D.dismissed |
A.establish | B.save | C.run | D.integrate |
A.well | B.slowly | C.wrong | D.unexpectedly |
A.unreasonable | B.identical | C.contradictory | D.conservative |
A.sided with | B.disagreed with | C.relied on | D.turned to |
A.destructive | B.demanding | C.invaluable | D.influential |
A.composed | B.curious | C.refreshed | D.self-conscious |
A.progress | B.apologize | C.compensate | D.answer |
A.success | B.director | C.failure | D.dealer |
A.struck | B.deserted | C.betrayed | D.escaped |
A.Particular | B.Uncertain | C.Regretful | D.Optimistic |
A.bench warmer | B.big cheese | C.old-timer | D.green hand |
A.inexperienced | B.creative | C.precise | D.permanent |
6 . Chris Smith’s early life seemed ordinary, similar to any other boy in his small-town class with a cheerful character, sports involvement, and a charming smile. However, his family encountered big trouble, due to his father's dishonest business practices.
He ended up homeless and it all began when Chris's little brother drowned, leading to his father's imprisonment and his mother's emotional shutdown. Chris found himself homeless when his mother left without notice. At 17, he relied on his newly married sister's hospitality, hoping to graduate high school and make it on his own.
Despite challenges, a pivotal moment came from his history teacher, recognizing Chris’s intelligence and warning him of potential regrets if he didn’t graduate. Guidance extended further with Chris’s wrestling coach, teaching him the value of hard work and teamwork over individual achievement.
For Chris, school became a retreat. He would go to the library and gym, finding inspiration in stories of underdogs overcoming odds. Graduation brought a full college scholarship, but financial struggles led to loss of funding. Determined, Chris secured grants and loans, transferring to a smaller college, and graduating in the top 10 of his class.
Undiscouraged by setbacks, Chris earned acceptance to medical school, got married, and faced a new challenge when he and his wife adopted a child in need. Applying for medical residencies, Chris aimed high, including Johns Hopkins, the No. 1 program in the nation. To his surprise, he received the acceptance letter.
Chris, now a practicing radiologist, emphasizes the importance of hard work to students, echoing the encouragement he received. His journey from homelessness to professional success illustrates the transformative power of flexibility, mentorship, and a determined commitment to one’s dreams.
1. Which of the following didn’t contribute to Chris’s homelessness?A.His father was behind bars. | B.His mother left him suddenly. |
C.His brother's death. | D.His father was weak in business. |
A.In his father’s old truck. | B.In the library and the gym at school. |
C.In his sister’s hospital. | D.In Johns Hopkins University. |
A.Ordinary | B.Inspirational. | C.Essential. | D.Emotional. |
A.Chris Smith’s Ordinary Childhood | B.Overcoming Misfortune: Chris Smith’s Journey |
C.A Small-Town Star: Chris’s Achievements | D.Financial Struggles and Family Challenges |
7 . In 2015, Misty Copeland was named a principal dancer-a ballerina of the highest rank — at American Ballet Theatre. She is the first African American woman to
In her childhood, Misty was shy and
Misty suddenly gained
“No matter what that dream is, ”she says, “you have the power to make it come true with hard work and
A.finish | B.create | C.make | D.perform |
A.prohibited | B.avoided | C.abandoned | D.ignored |
A.movement | B.practice | C.gesture | D.cycle |
A.confirm | B.attend | C.sign | D.tend |
A.anxious | B.curious | C.eager | D.afraid |
A.out of date | B.out of place | C.out of order | D.out of breath |
A.appearance | B.limbs | C.body | D.organs |
A.Approximately | B.Obviously | C.Partially | D.Gradually |
A.weight | B.muscle | C.strength | D.independence |
A.true | B.fair | C.right | D.real |
A.self-esteem | B.self-confidence | C.self-consciousness | D.self-discipline |
A.disturbed | B.ashamed | C.confused | D.discouraged |
A.specified | B.tailored | C.expected | D.positive |
A.broke | B.fitted | C.took | D.gave |
A.engagement | B.contribution | C.subscription | D.commitment |
For many, an act of kindness is its own reward. But Eva Hachey found her selflessness answered in ways she could never have imagined.
For weeks, Eva Hachey had imagined adopting a golden Chihuahua with a white spot on its forehead. And there he was, at her local SPCA in Fredericton, New Brunswick. The dog had been abused by his previous owners and was timid. “He’d come to me, then back away and growl, then come back to me,” Hachey said. “After 15 minutes, the attendant picked him up and put him in my lap. He started giving me kisses. He stole my heart in that moment.” She adopted the ten-month-old puppy on the spot and named him Bruno.
Bruno lived happily with Hachey and her 35-year-old daughter, Angel Hutchinson, for five months. Then, on the evening of September 26, 2016, Hachey, 52 at the time, returned home as usual at 8 p. m. from her job as a chiropractic assistant and office manager. And as usual, she ate supper in front of the TV in the living room. Around 10:30, a friend called, just as Bruno went into Hutchinson’s room to go to sleep for the night. Hachey and her friend chatted a bit, and as Hachey hung up, she noticed the time was 11:08.
“The next thing I remember was a male voice saying, ‘Eva, Eva, wake up.’ It was an emergency doctor,” said Hachey. “I looked around, and the room was just full of people. And I said, ‘What are you doing in my house?’”
What they were doing was saving her life. By the time Hachey had hung up with her friend, Hutchinson was fast asleep in her bedroom and Bruno was in his usual spot next to her under the blankets. Hachey believed Bruno heard something odd then and possibly went to the living room to investigate.
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Unexpectedly, Bruno ran back to the bedroom and tried every means to awaken Hutchinson.
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________A year later, Hachey finally fully recovered.
___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________There are too many treasures in life we take for granted, the worth of which we don’t fully realize until they’re pointed out to us in some unexpected way. So it was with Mama’s minestrone soup (意大利浓菜汤).
There was no recipe for her minestrone soup. For our large immigrant family, Mama’s soup guaranteed we would never go hungry. It was a symbol of security. Its recipe was created spontaneously (非计划安排地) from what was in the kitchen. And we could judge the state of our family economy by its contents. A hearty soup with tomatoes, pasta, beans, carrots, celery, onion, corn and meat indicated things were going well. A water y soup suggested hard times.
At one time, however, Mama’s soup pot became a source of embarrassment to me, for I feared it would cost me a new friend I had made at school. Sol was a thin, dark-haired boy, and an unusual pal for me because his father was a doctor and they lived in the best part of town. Often Sol invited me to his home for dinner. The family had a cook in a white uniform who worked in a kitchen with shining utensils (厨房用具). The food was good, but I found it bland (清淡的), lacking the heartiness of my home food served from flame-blackened pots. Moreover, the atmosphere matched the food. Everything was so formal. Sol’s mother and father were polite, but conversation around the table was subdued (克制的). And no one hugged! In our family, warm hugs were a constant and if you didn’t kiss your mother, she demanded: “What’s the matter, you sick?” But at that time in my life, all this was an embarrassment.
I had known Sol would like to eat dinner at our house, but that was the last thing I wanted. My family was so different.
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Finally when Sol asked again if he could come to our house, I had to say yes.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________But to my amazement, I noticed Sol took a spoonful of Mama’s minestrone soup.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________10 . One day as I drove toward my home, I passed the local bus depot. I pulled up as a group of people crossed the road in front of me. As I watched, I noticed a thin, shabbily dressed older lady struggling with a large suitcase.
Witnessing this lady and remembering similar struggles I had experienced in the past when traveling, I pulled up alongside her and leaned over to call out through the open passenger window, “I’m going right into the town,” I said. “I can drop you off. That suitcase looks awfully heavy.” “Well, all right,” she answered. When we got there, she thanked me, “Well, God bless you, lady. No one has ever done me a kindness like that before. I hope someone will do a good turn for you one day.”
Shortly after the encounter with the suitcase lady, I decided to spend a day in the mountains alone. I set off with my dog in my pickup, which was elderly but still serviceable. After driving for nearly two hours, I heard a sudden loud noise and my truck came to a full stop. I found its axle was broken and needed to be towed. In a remote area, with no hope of finding another person, I knew I was in big trouble. Over and over, I blamed my own stupidity for being in a deserted area with no possible chance of help. I hoped that no wandering bear would come to investigate. Or a hungry mountain lion — with babies. My imagination ran riot. I started to panic.
Then faintly, in the distance, came the roar of motorbikes. As they drew nearer, I could see that they were a group of motorcycle riders. “Do you need help, ma’am?” I heard a concerned voice say. The rest is history. My pickup, my dog and I were all transported back to safety. I shall never forget the kindness of the motorcycle riders who stopped. Some people may think it was a happy coincidence, but personally I like to say, it was someone that really did a good turn for me, just as the suitcase lady said.
1. How did the author help the old lady?A.She gave her a lift to the town. | B.She helped her cross the road. |
C.She carried the suitcase for her. | D.She took her to a nearby hotel. |
A.It ran out of gas. | B.It crashed into a tree. |
C.It broke down halfway. | D.It was attacked by animals. |
A.She blamed it on the old road. | B.She lost her temper with the dog. |
C.She stayed calm and asked for help. | D.She felt very uneasy and frightened. |
A.Do as You Would Be Done by | B.A Friend in Need Is a Friend Indeed |
C.What Goes Around, Comes Around | D.God Helps Those Who Help Themselves |