Izzy, nine, restarted father Colm’s heart by stamping (踩) on his chest after he fell down at home and stopped breathing.
Izzy’s mother, Debbie, immediately called 999 but Izzy knew doctors would never arrive in time to save her father, so decided to use CPR.
However, she quickly discovered her arms weren’t strong enough, so she stamped on her father’s chest instead.
Debbie then took over with some more conventional chest compressions (按压) until the ambulance arrived.
Izzy, who has been given a bravery award by her school, said: “I just kicked him really hard. My mum taught me CPR but I knew I wasn’t strong enough to use hands. I was quite scared. The doctor said I might as well be a doctor or a nurse. My mum said that Dad was going to hospital with a big footprint on his chest.”
“She’s a little star,” said Debbie, “I was really upset but Izzy just took over. I just can’t believe what she did. I really think all children should be taught first aid. Izzy did CPR then the doctor turned up. Colm had to have more treatment on the way to the hospital and we’ve got to see an expert.”
Truck driver Colm, 35, suffered a mystery allergic reaction on Saturday and was taken to hospital, but was sent home only for it to happen again the next day. The second attack was so serious that his airway swelled, preventing him from breathing, his blood pressure dropped suddenly, and his heart stopped for a moment.
He has now made a full recovery from his suffering.
1. Izzy kicked her father in the chest ________A.to express her helplessness | B.to practise CPR on him |
C.to keep him awake | D.to restart his heart |
①Izzy kicked Colm. ②Debbie called 999.
③Izzy learned CPR. ④Colm’s heart stopped.
A.3124 | B.4231 | C.3421 | D.4312 |
A.What Colm suffered. |
B.Colm’s present condition. |
C.What caused Colm’s allergy. |
D.Symptoms of Colm’s allergic reaction. |
A.To describe a serious accident. |
B.To prove the importance of CPR. |
C.To report a 9-year-old girl’s brave act. |
D.To call people’s attention to allergic reaction. |
Last week when I was on the train and over an hour into the train ride,there was a man sitting by himself in the back of the train carrying on a mobile phone conversation-in another language. It was loud and disturbed most of the people on the train. I think it was annoying.
Fortunately I sat next to a wonderful old lady who was taking a two-day trip by train. She said her two daughters were distraught at the thought of her driving for three days to reach her home,although she had no trouble driving. The train ride was the only choice for her. She loved to look out of the window and watch the world go by on the train.
She was fun to talk to and asked me when my children started being parents. That is a very good question. Both of us are old and have children. She asked that same question from time to time.
There are always many people on the train from all walks of life,different countries,and many languages. Riding the train is a great way to increase your knowledge and take in all kinds of cultures. If you get hungry,you can buy food in the food car at any time. If you need to use the restroom there is always one available.
It sure beats driving the car,which has to stop for food and restrooms. And it is better than taking the bus.
1. According to the passage,the purpose of the author’s train ride was .
A.to do business | B.to see her children |
C.to visit places of interest | D.to see her old friends |
A.Disappointed. | B.Satisfied. | C.Worried. | D.Pleased. |
A.She is too old to drive now. |
B.She does not like to take trains. |
C.Although she is old,she has a good memory. |
D.Her daughters live far away from her home. |
A.Train ride-a cultural experience | B.A painful experience on the train |
C.The history of Amtrak | D.A wonderful lady |
“Dad will be really mad if he finds out you’ve been playing with his new computer” Jason said, “He told us not to touch it.”
“He won’t find out,” Mark said, “I’ll just have a quick look and shut it down.”
Mark had been scolded before for touching his father’s equipment. But his curiosity was difficult to control and this new computer really puzzled him.
It was a strange-looking machine — one his dad had brought home from the laboratory where he worked. “It’s an experimental model,” his father had explained, so don’t touch it under any circumstances.” But his father’s warning only served to make Mark more curious. Without any further thought, Mark turned on the power switch. The computer burst into life and seconds later, the screen turned into colours, shifting and changing, and then two big white words appeared in the centre of the screen: “SPACE TRANSPORTER.”
“Yes!” Mark cried excitedly, “It’s a computer game. I knew it! Dad’s only been pretending to work. He’s really been playing games instead!” A new message appeared on the screen:
“ENTER NAMES
VOYAGE 1
VOYAGE 2
Mark’s finger flew across the keyboard as he typed in both of their names.
“INPUT ACCEPTED. START TRANSPORT PROGRAM. AUTO-RETRIEVE INITIATED(自动回收程序已启动).”
The screen turn even brighter and a noise suddenly rose in volume.
“I think we’d better shut it off, Mark,” Jason yelled out in terror, reaching for the power switch. A beam(光束) of dazzling white light burst out of the computer screen, wrapping the boys in its glow(光芒),until they themselves seemed to be glowing. Then it died down just as suddenly as it had burst into life. And the boys were no longer there. On the screen, the letters changed:
“TRANSPORT SUCCESSFUL.
DESTINATION: MARS.
RETRIEVE DATE: 2025
1. Why did Mark touch the computer against his father’s warning?
A.He wanted to take a voyage. |
B.He wanted to practice his skills. |
C.He was so much attracted by it. |
D.He was eager to do an experiment. |
A.In an electronic factory. |
B.In a computer company. |
C.In a scientific research center. |
D.In an information processing center. |
A.a computer game | B.a company website |
C.a software producer | D.an astronomy program |
A.He was afraid of being scolded. |
B.He didn’t like the loud noise and light. |
C.He didn’t want to play games. |
D.He was afraid something dangerous might happen. |
A.They were blown into the air. |
B.They were sent to another planet. |
C.They were hidden in the strong light. |
D.They were carried away to another country. |
It was now one o'clock, and the concert began at 2:30. “Perhaps she will think of waiting outside the concert hall,” suggested my wife hopefully. By this time the fog was so thick that road traffic had to stop, and the only way to get there was by underground railway. Hand in hand we felt our way along the road to where we thought the nearest station should be. An hour later we were still trying to find it. Just as I was about to lose my temper completely when we met a blind man tapping his way confidently through the fog. With his help we found Tower Hill tube station just fifty yards down the road.
By now it was far too late even to try to get to the concert hall before the performance began at 2:30, so we decided to return to Cambridge. It took seven long hours instead of the usual two to make that journey. Nor were we able to get any food and drink on the train. Tired and hungry we finally reached home at ten, opening the door to the sound of the telephone bell. It was Joan; she had seen the Crown Jewels, had managed to get another ticket for concert, and had had a wonderful dinner at a restaurant near the hotel where she decided to stay for the night. Now she was ringing to discover whether we had had an equally successful day.
1. Why was Joan separated from her sister and her brother-in-law?
A.they could not see each other because of the fog. |
B.Joan had not seen Crown Jewels. |
C.They planned to do different things until lunch time. |
D.The writer didn’t want to go to the concert. |
A.Go to the concert. | B.See the Crown Jewels. |
C.Return to Cambridge. | D.Go shopping. |
A.They lost their way in the fog |
B.they forgot to make necessary arrangement |
C.they waited at different places and didn’t meet each other |
D.the couple couldn’t find the underground station |
A.spilt by the fog | B.quite tiring |
C.rather disappointing | D.very enjoyable |
5 . How I Turned to Be Optimistic
I began to grow up that winter night when my parents and I were returning from my aunt's house, and my mother said that we might soon be leaving for America. We were on the bus then. I was crying, and some people on the bus were turning around to look at me. I remember that I could not bear the thought of never hearing again the radio program for school children to which I listened every morning.I do not remember myself crying for this reason again. In fact, I think I cried very little when I was saying goodbye to my friends and relatives. When we were leaving I thought about all the places I was going to see—the strange and magical places I had known only from books and pictures. The country I was leaving never to come back was hardly in my head then.
The four years that followed taught me the importance of optimism, but the idea did not come to me at once. For the first two years in New York I was really lost—having to study in three schools as a result of family moves. I did not quite know what I was or what I should be. Mother remarried, and things became even more complex for me. Some time passed before my stepfather and I got used to each other. I was often sad, and saw no end to “the hard times. ”
My responsibilities in the family increased a lot since I knew English better than everyone else at home. I wrote letters, filled out forms, translated at interviews with Immigration officers, took my grandparents to the doctor and translated there, and even discussed telephone bills with company representatives.
From my experiences I have learned one important rule: Almost all common troubles eventually go away! Something good is certain to happen in the end when you do not give up, and just wait a little! I believe that my life will turn out all right, even though it will not be that easy.
1. How did the author get to know America?
A.From her relatives. | B.From her mother. |
C.From Books and pictures. | D.From radio programs. |
A.confused | B.excited |
C.worried | D.amazed |
A.often lost her way |
B.did not think about her future |
C.studied in three different schools |
D.got on well with her stepfather |
A.She worked as a translator. |
B.She attended a lot of job interviews. |
C.She paid telephone bills for her family. |
D.She helped her family with her English. |
A.her future will be free from troubles |
B.it is difficult to learn to become patient |
C.there are more good things than bad things |
D.good things will happen if one keeps trying |
6 . My father was always a good gardener. One of my earliest memories is standing without shoes in the freshly tilled (翻耕的) soil, my hands blackened from digging in the ground.
As a child, I loved following Dad around in the garden. I remember Dad pushing the tiller (耕作机) ahead in perfectly straight lines. Dad loved growing all sorts of things: yellow and green onions, watermelons almost as big as me, rows of yellow com, and our favorite ― red tomatoes.
As I grew into a teenager, I didn’t get so excited about gardening with Dad. Instead of magical land of possibility, it had turned into some kind of prison. As Dad grew older, his love for gardening never disappeared. After all the kids were grown and had started families of their own, Dad turned to gardening like never before. Even when he was diagnosed with cancer, he still took care of his garden.
But then, the cancer, bit by bit, invaded his body. I had to do the things he used to do. What really convinced me that Dad was dying was the state of his garden that year. The rows and rows of multicolored vegetables were gone. Too tired to weed them, he simply let them be. He only planted tomatoes.
For the first few years after he died, I couldn’t even bear to look at anyone's garden without having strong memories pour over me like cold water from a bucket. Three years ago, I decided to plant my own garden and started out with just a few tomatoes. That morning, after breaking up a fair amount of soil, something caught the comer of my eye and I had to smile, It was my eight-year-old son Nathan, happily playing in the freshly tilled soil.
1. Why did the author like the garden when he was a child?A.The garden was planted with colorful flowers. |
B.The garden was just freshly tilled by his father. |
C.He loved what his father grew in the garden. |
D.He enjoyed being in the garden with his father. |
A.devoted more to gardening |
B.turned to other hobbies |
C.stopped his gardening |
D.focused on planting tomatoes |
A.The author’s son took charge of it. |
B.No plant grew in the garden at all. |
C.The garden was almost deserted. |
D.It brought the author a great harvest. |
A.the author’s son played happily in the garden |
B.the author’s son reminded him of his own father |
C.the author’s son was very glad to help the author |
D.the author’s son will continue gardening as well |
How could people enter the house? At the very moment, a man carrying a ladder rushed to the flames and got into the window. When he appeared again in the eyes of the people, the little girl was in his arms. He gave the child to the crowd, and then disappeared into the night.
This little girl had no family. Two months later a meeting was held to find a person to adopt(收养) the girl. A teacher was willing to adopt this child, and said she could give her the best education; a farmer wanted to adopt this child, saying that village life would let the child grow up healthily and happily; a rich man said, “I can give the child everything that others can do.”
A lot of people who wanted to adopt this child said about many benefits of their adopting the child. But the little girl’s face had no expression. At this time, a man, through the crowd, walked straight in front of the little girl, and opened his arms for the little girl. People were puzzled, and they found that the man had terrible scars on his arms. The little girl let out a cry, “This is the man who saved me!” She suddenly jumped up, and buried her face in his arms and sobbed. Naturally the man adopted the girl.
1. Which of the following statements is TRUE?A.The grandma was too old to rush out of the room. |
B.The little girl and her grandpa lived on the second floor. |
C.To rescue the little girl, her grandma died in the fire. |
D.The grandma and the little girl cried for help loudly on the first floor. |
A.He returned to his work. |
B.He left the girl to the crowd and left quickly. |
C.He was injured and went to the hospital. |
D.He took the girl home. |
A.decide who would adopt the girl |
B.find out who had rescued the girl |
C.decide how the girl would be raised |
D.honor the hero who had saved the girl |
A.People didn’t want to help the little girl at first. |
B.The man who had saved the girl was a fireman. |
C.The rich man would buy everything the girl needed. |
D.The girl recognized the man and was happy to be adopted by him. |
8 . It was a Sunday and the heavy storm had lasted all night. The morning after the storm, though, was beautiful: blue skies, warm air and a calm, inviting sea touching the shore gently.
My father realized it was a good day for fishing and invited my sister and me to go with him. I was only 14 and fishing had never been my thing, but I decided to go all the same. I’m so glad I did.
On the road to the harbor we could see the terrible destruction on the coast, but the harbor itself was in fairly good shape. After all, it was protected by the arms of a bay that had only one tiny channel to the sea. As we got on board, we noticed two big humps (脊背) in the distance.
On approaching them, we saw it was a mother whale with her baby. We couldn’t believe it — there aren’t any whales along the coast here. The storm must have driven them across the ocean into the bay, in which the still water was so badly polluted that nothing could survive.
The little baby whale — actually as big as our boat — was obviously stuck and could not move. The mother dived under the water and came up suddenly, making big whirlpools(漩涡) and waves. “She’s trying to help her baby, but on the wrong side,” my father said. At this point, my father moved our boat in a semicircle to the other side and, heading the boat towards the baby whale, pushed it gently. With our several gentle pushes the big hump turned over and disappeared under water. Then it swam up right beside its mum. They struggled in their desperate attempts to escape but missed the exit and started heading in the wrong direction. We hurried up to the whales and tried to lead them towards the bay channel. Slowly, they let us lead them, some-times rising from the water right beside us to breathe — and to give us a trusting look with those huge eyes. Once they hit their first part of clean water flowing straight from the sea, the mum gave us a wave with her tail and off they swam into the distance.
In the excitement it had felt like only a few minutes, but we had been with those wonderful animals for almost an hour and a half. That was the simple and lasting beauty of the day. Nearly four decades later, I still look back fondly to that golden day at sea.
1. The author says “I’m so glad I did.” (in Para.2) because __________.A.he spent the weekend with his family |
B.be witnessed the whole process of fishing |
C.he enjoyed the beauty of the calm sea |
D.he experienced the rescue of the whales |
A.the long coast line | B.the shape of the harbor |
C.the arms of the bay | D.the still water in the channel |
A.the waves pushed her baby in the wrong direction |
B.she had stayed in the polluted water for too long |
C.the whirlpools she had made were not big enough |
D.she had no other whales around to turn to for help |
A.It’s vital to protect the environment |
B.Saving lives brings people a sense of happiness |
C.Fishing provides excitement for children |
D.It’s necessary to live in harmony with animals |