1 . Before passing away from cancer, A. J. Walters made her husband and daughter promise her one thing: Sean would
Days later, on the morning of September 24th,A.J. died. Keeping their
Brittany wasn’t
“She’d rather have her mom than a crown,” Nyla said. “By handing it to Brittany, I was telling her that she was her mom’s
“I felt so much love from her, and I just felt so much love for her,” said Brittany, “I can see my mom through Nyla. They have the same
“Nyla is no less regal (王者的)
A.drive | B.invite | C.accompany | D.send |
A.applying for | B.running for | C.struggling for | D.begging for |
A.wept | B.rejected | C.denied | D.agreed |
A.secret | B.appointment | C.promise | D.balance |
A.emotional | B.joyful | C.reliable | D.fortunate |
A.announcement | B.outcome | C.process | D.right |
A.remembered | B.ignored | C.named | D.offered |
A.unknown | B.uncontrolled | C.unaffected | D.unplanned |
A.crown | B.gift | C.money | D.medal |
A.released | B.moved | C.freed | D.removed |
A.gracefully | B.tearfully | C.regretfully | D.fearfully |
A.student | B.daughter | C.queen | D.assistant |
A.daring | B.fighting | C.suffering | D.caring |
A.in possession of | B.for lack of | C.in need of | D.in pursuit of |
A.shine | B.win | C.obtain | D.compete |
2 . Once there was a king in Africa who had a close friend. The friend had a habit of looking at every situation that ever occurred in his life (positive or negative) and saying, “This is good!”
One day the king and his friend were out on a hunting expedition. The friend would load and prepare the guns for the king. He did something wrong in preparing one of the guns. After taking the gun from his friend, the king fired it and his thumb was blown off. Examining the situation, the friend said as usual, “This is good!” The king replied, “No, this is NOT good!” and sent his friend to prison.
About a year later, the king was hunting in an area that he should have known to stay clear of.Cannibals (食人族) caught him and took him to their village. They tied his hands, stacked some wood, set up a stake (桩) and jumped around the stake.
As they came near to set fire to the wood, they noticed that the king’s thumb was missing. Because they never ate anyone that was less than whole, they untied the king and sent him on his way.
As the king returned home, he was reminded of the event that had taken his thumb and felt sorry for his treatment of his friend. He went immediately to the prison to speak with his friend. “You were right,” he said, “it was good that my thumb was blown of. ” And he told the friend all that had just happened. “And so I am very sorry for sending you to prison for so long. It was bad for me to do this.”
“No,” his friend replied,“This is good!“
“What do you mean? How could it be good that I sent my friend to prison for a year?” The king asked.
“If I had NOT been in prison, I would have been with you.”
1. What was the reason for the king’s thumb being blown off?A.The friend’s mistake. | B.The king’s carelessness. |
C.The poor quality of the gun. | D.The weakness of the king’s thumb. |
A.Burned up. | B.Piled up. | C.Picked up. | D.lifted up. |
A.The king lost a thumb. | B.The king missed his home. |
C.The king said sorry to them. | D.The king wanted to get treated. |
A.He hated to leave the prison. |
B.He would rather stay with the king. |
C.He thought it good to do something wrong. |
D.He might have been killed if he hadn’t been in prison. |
I lay on my bed, legs leaning against the wall, desperately wishing my mother would call. But I remembered the last time I'd seen her, right before the train for Providence pulled out of the station, “You know how expensive it is to call,” she said, then hugged me tight and said good- bye.
This was my first birthday away from home. I missed my mom, missed my sister, and most certainly missed the special pound cake my mother always made for my birthday. Since getting to college that year, I would watch jealously as the other freshmen received care packages from their parents on their birthdays--and even on ordinary days. Big boxes containing summer slacks and blouses, packages of M&M's and Snickers , things they needed and things they didn't. Instead of feeling thrilled about my upcoming eighteenth birthday, I felt empty. I wished my mom would send me something, too, but I knew that she couldn’t afford presents or the postage. She had done her best with my sister and me--raising us by herself. The simple truth was there just was never enough money.
But that didn’t stop her from filling us with dreams. “You can be anything you want to be,” she would tell us. “Politicians, dancers, writers -- you just have to work for it; you have to get an education.”
Thanks to my mom's sacrifices and big dreams, I’d made it to the Ivy League: Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island.
As I was recalling these things, my roommate joined me on the bed. “Hey. After we study, let's buy ice cream and cake.” I nodded, closed my eyes, and imagined the cake Mom would have made. Mmm. I could see the golden yellow of each of the twelve eggs, and I could almost smell the vanilla(香草) filling the house while the cake baked.
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