Parenting teenagers was challenging. For a long time, I could feel the tension between Jordan, my teenage son and me, especially over his curfew. (儿童晚归时间的规定)
One Sunday afternoon, the unpleasant discussion happened again.
“I’m seventeen years old, but I still have a curfew. None of my friends has a curfew. You don’t trust me.” Jordan said.
“It’s not about trust,” I said. “It’s about wanting what’s best for you and I want to protect you.”
“Protect me from what? Having fun?” He rolled his eyes and walked away.
I sighed, trying to hold back my tears. How could I make Jordan see that those rules existed because I love him, not because I was trying to control him.
I decided to go for a walk, hoping the cool October air would clear my head. I opened the front door and nearly stepped on him: Meatball, the small black cat we had adopted two weeks ago.
Meatball used to be a homeless cat and until now he still hadn’t adjusted to the life of a full-time indoor cat. After a few hours in the house, he’d sit by the door, begging for someone to let him back outside. After a few hours outside, he’d sit by the door again, ready to come back in the house. He just really liked being able to come and go as he pleased. “How I wished I were a cat like Meatball.” Jordan kept saying over and over.
One snowy night in January, the temperature was unusually low. Meatball stood at the door, begging to go outside again. I patted his head, telling him to stay in for his own good or he would freeze. Jordan whistled nearby and went into his room.
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The next morning, I found Meatball missing.
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On the drive home from the animal doctor’s office, petting Meatball’s head, Jordan apologized to me.
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Every Day’s a Gift
One day, while I was watching Good Morning America, the news reporter, Robin Roberts, closed the morning show with this, “All you gentlemen, fifty years and older, should make it a point to get a PSA test. It is a simple blood test and could save your life.”
I called my doctor’s office that very morning to confirm what Robin had said. So, I made an appointment to have it done. Ten days later, my doctor told me, “Ray, you are a very healthy seventy-two-year-old. However, we got the result of your PSA test. It is high, and you probably have prostate (前列腺) cancer. I want to do a couple of biopsies (活检) to confirm it.”
When the biopsies came back, I was called into the office once again. “You definitely have prostate cancer,” the doctor said. He explained to me the various treatment options that were available. After hearing the various treatments and their after-effects, I decided to have the prostate removed and get rid of the cancer entirely, as it had not spread yet.
After going through several pre-surgery tests, I was scheduled to be the first one to undergo the new Da Vinci method of removing prostate operation. Due to my old age and the first operation of its kind in the local hospital, a medical expert had been assigned to monitor the situation.
My surgery was successful. All the cancer had been removed. The next day, I was allowed to leave the hospital with the post-operative instructions and directions on how to do exercise to strengthen my muscles. I soon learned that all my functions were working well. What was even better was that my PSA level was zero.
One morning afterward, my wife and I spotted a sign by the road requesting volunteers for Suncoast Hospice (收容所) of Florida. We decided it was time to give back for our good fortune and recovery from the operation.
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After six informative classes, we became volunteers for Suncoast Hospice.
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With the permission of the patient’s nurse, we might bring cookies, books or flowers to the resident.
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Eric was working in a selling business. He had been on the road visiting people for more than a month without going home. He couldn’t wait to get back to see his wife and children. It was coming up on Mother’s Day, and he usually tried to make it “back home”, but this year he was just too busy and too tired. The day when he was driving in a small town, he saw a flower shop. He said to himself, “I know what I will do. I’ll send my mother some roses.”
He stopped and went into the flower shop and saw a young man talking to the girl in it. “How many roses can I get for fifty dollars?” the boy asked. The girl was trying to explain that roses were expensive. Maybe the young man would be happy with something else.
“No. I have to have roses,” he said. “My mom was badly sick last year and I didn’t spend much time with her. I want to get something special. It has to be red roses, because that is her favorite,” He was stubborn.
The girl in the shop looked up at Eric and was just shaking her head. Something inside of Eric was touched by the boy’s voice. He wanted to get those roses so badly. Eric had been blessed (幸运的) in his business, and he looked at the girl and silently said that he would pay for the boy’s roses.
The girl looked at the young man and said, “OK, I will give you a dozen red roses for your dollars.” The young man almost jumped into the air. He took the flowers and ran out of the store. It was worth more than fifty dollars just to see that kind of excitement.
Eric ordered his own flowers and asked the girl to have it delivered to his mother. After that, with a relief he drove down the road. Not long after his driving, he saw the boy walking to a graveyard (墓地).
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Eric stopped his car and followed the young man.
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Eric went into the car in tears.
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4 . A group of generous mothers collected baby strollers(婴儿手推车)to help the homeless mothers. The homeless mothers had
Women and children
The mothers who organized the
The stroller drive idea first spread by
A.fled | B.learned | C.differed | D.recovered |
A.various | B.cheap | C.personal | D.big |
A.absence | B.symbol | C.character | D.design |
A.manage | B.control | C.predict | D.represent |
A.required | B.permitted | C.reminded | D.promised |
A.monitored | B.examined | C.assessed | D.witnessed |
A.privately | B.actually | C.crazily | D.completely |
A.support | B.admiration | C.protection | D.demand. |
A.process | B.donation | C.journey | D.treatment |
A.stress | B.direction | C.balance | D.safety |
A.repeat | B.regain | C.recall | D.review |
A.simple | B.typical | C.evident | D.steady |
A.figured out | B.knocked off | C.brought about | D.attended to |
A.reflected | B.deserted | C.handled | D.inspired |
A.apologized | B.described | C.displayed | D.explained |
It was April 5th, a lovely spring morning. The air was fresh. The trees were green and the birds were singing happily. Police officer Tidwell left the station just after 8 a.m. on such a beautiful morning. He had spent a boring night on duty and was looking forward to his day of rest. By habit he took a short-cut down the path behind Dugby Hall road. It was quiet at this time of a day. Tidwell walked slowly, enjoying the fresh morning air. But after a minute or two he saw a man climbing down a drainpipe (雨水管) from an open bedroom window of Number 29. In silence, Tidwell crept into the garden. Tidwell watched for a while and waited for the man to climb down slowly off the wall. The man reached the ground and was dusting himself down when he felt his arm caught.
“It’s 8:15 on a Sunday morning,” said the officer, “and this sort of thing seems an unlikely adventure at such a time. Would you mind explaining?” Tidwell spoke with a serious voice of a police officer, holding the man tightly at the same time.
The man was obviously scared. He struggled for a while and then said, “I know what you are thinking, officer, but it isn’t true. This is a funny mistake.”
Tidwell did not believe his words at all but he said to the man, “It’s part of my job to take an interest in unusual events. I think you’ve just left this house in a manner other than the customary one. That may be quite innocent, but I’d like to make sure.” Tidwell took out his notebook and a pen. “Name, address and occupation and then, please, tell me your story...”
“Charlie Crane, lorry driver, from Nottingham, 51 Breton Street. My story…”
“Yes. What were you doing like a fly on that wall, Mr. Crane?”
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The man explained that he had a breakdown yesterday and had to stay the night here.
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“Mr. Crane, what are you doing here?” A woman’s voice came behind them suddenly.
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6 . It was Sunday. I had one last patient to see. I
I was almost in the clear. I leaned (倚靠) on the bed looking down at her. She asked
She stopped me
She began to tell me that her
After hearing her story and putting on her socks, I asked her if there was anything
A.approached | B.damaged | C.checked | D.reviewed |
A.a | B.the | C.it | D.this |
A.struggle | B.to struggle | C.struggling | D.struggled |
A.that | B.which | C.if | D.why |
A.However | B.Moreover | C.Instead | D.Besides |
A.calm | B.anxious | C.astonished | D.amused |
A.look up to | B.look forward to | C.look into | D.look for |
A.on | B.of | C.about | D.with |
A.delighted | B.surprised | C.tired | D.frightened |
A.hat | B.clothes | C.shoes | D.socks |
A.only | B.rich | C.poor | D.sick |
A.willingly | B.immediately | C.greatly | D.slightly |
A.else | B.important | C.interesting | D.helpful |
A.nodded | B.shook | C.moved | D.turned |
A.All | B.What | C.That | D.Which |
7 . As a young man, Al was a skilled artist. He had a wife and two fine sons. One night, his oldest son developed a stomachache. Thinking it was only some common illness, neither Al nor his wife took the condition very seriously. But the illness became serious, and the boy died suddenly that night.
Knowing the death could have been prevented if he had only realized the seriousness of the situation, Al’s emotional health was weakened under the effect of his guilt. To make matters worse, his wife left him a short time later, leaving him alone with his sixyearold younger son. The hurt and pain of the two situations were more than Al could handle, and he began to take in a lot of alcohol and became an alcoholic.
As the alcoholism progressed, Al began to lose everything he had—his home, his land, his art objects, everything. Eventually Al died alone in a San Francisco motel room.
When I heard of Al’s death, I thought he was a loser because he ended his life with nothing material to show for it.
As time went by, I began to change my judgment. You see, I knew Al’s now adult son, Ernie. He is one of the kindest, most caring, most loving men I have ever known. I watched Ernie with his children and saw the free flow of love between them. I knew that kindness and caring had to come from somewhere.
One day, Ernie told me, “From my earliest memories as a child until I left home at 18, my dad came into my room every night, gave me a kiss and said, ‘I love you, son.’”
Tears came to my eyes as I realized what a fool I had been to judge Al as a failure. He had not left any material possessions behind. But he left love to his son, who became one of the finest, most giving men I have ever known.
1. Which of the following is true about Al according to the passage?A.He used to have a happy family. | B.He lost his sons when he was young. |
C.He went through the hard times bravely. | D.He died with his family around him. |
A.It refers to a person who has lost his children. |
B.It refers to a person who drinks too much alcohol. |
C.It refers to a person who trades alcohol for a living. |
D.It refers to a person who has mental diseases. |
A.He has a kind and loving heart. | B.He loses courage just like his father. |
C.He himself is now an alcoholic too. | D.He also has an unhappy family. |
A.taking any disease seriously is really important |
B.love and kindness can pass on to the next generation |
C.it is not good to judge others easily |
D.emotional health can affect one’s life |
8 . One morning a deer rushed into a courtyard where a little boy was playing. The deer hooked the boy’s clothing with its antlers (角). This scared the little boy so much that he let out a loud cry which brought his mother running out to see what was happening. She came out just in time and saw the deer running off towards the mountains with her little boy.
The mother was so afraid! She ran after the deer as fast as she could, and not too far away,she found her son sitting on the grass safely. Seeing his mother, the little boy laughed and reached out his arms to her. His mother held him tight. She was so happy that she cried.
She hurried back with her dear son. When she got home, she was amazed at what she saw. The huge tree behind her house had fallen down while she was out running after the deer. The whole house was destroyed under the tee’s great weight.
Then the mother remembered the day about a year before when a deer, fleeing from a hunter, had run into her house. She felt sorry for the frightened deer, so she covered it with some clothes and let it return to the forest.
The deer seemed to understand that she had saved its life. When leaving, it kept bowing its head to her, as if it were thanking her for her kindness.
She never imagined that the deer could remember her help. It somehow knew the tree was going to fall and kill her and her son, so it came back to save them.
When the mother remembered all this, she said, “Saving the life of another is the same as saving the life of your own.”
1. What happened when the mother ran out of the house?A.A deer escaped into her house. | B.Her son was carried away by a deer. |
C.The big tree behind her house fell down. | D.Her son was sitting safely on the ground. |
①The mother saved the deer from the hunter. ②The mother ran after the deer.
③The deer carried the boy away. ④The house was damaged by the fallen tree.
⑤The boy was found sitting on the ground safely.
A.①④⑤②③ | B.①③②⑤④ | C.②①④⑤③ | D.④①⑤②③ |
A.She was strong. | B.She was anxious. | C.She was kind. | D.She was smart. |
A.A Life-saving Story | B.Woman Saving Her Son |
C.Helping the Deer | D.Saving A Deer, Saving A Dear |
9 . At 12, my father decided to take me on a trip to France. I had never been out of the country before, so I was very excited. My aunt, my father and I went around with my father showing us all the unbelievable sites in Paris. None of us spoke much French but we loved the city.
We had taken the subway all over the city and were congratulating ourselves on our mastering what is honestly an excellent subway design that is pretty easy to follow. We decided to visit Versailles by train. We chatted happily along the way until my father realized we were far into the French countryside and no one around spoke English.
We reached the end of the line and felt afraid when everyone finally left the train. An old man and his grandchild noticed us and came to help. He spoke no English, so in broken French we tried to explain. When he finally understood, this great man settled his grandson and showed us to the correct train and then boarded with us.
Later we knew the truth that there was a train transfer (转乘) and he didn’t want us to miss it. This kind man rode a train for an hour and a half out of his way to make sure that three Americans got where they wanted to be. He refused to let us pay for his ticket. He did it all with a gentle smile and patted our hands gently at the stop. Then in his quiet way, he boarded the train to return the way he had come.
What impressed me most was the man and his kindness during the amazing trip. Some Americans think the French are rude for some reason, but I always try to persuade them to change their minds with this very story.
1. What happened to the author and his family on the train?A.They couldn’t understand the signs of the train. |
B.They failed to get off the train at the right time. |
C.They had different opinions about where to go first. |
D.They found it hard to communicate with the French. |
A.He paid for their train tickets. | B.He showed them the returning way. |
C.He invited them to travel together. | D.He led them to their place. |
A.Seeing is believing. | B.Being kind is a good manner. |
C.Travelling enriches one’s life. | D.Helping others brings great pleasure. |
A.To explain an unexpected problem. |
B.To list the unbelievable sites in Paris. |
C.To share an unforgettable foreign experience. |
D.To show the importance of mastering a foreign language. |
David was a normal boy, but he had been born deaf. He was well known to everyone in the town, and they were all very fond
David didn’t like this very much. But the person
It was on this day that everyone realised they have to give people a chance to show how