1 . Growing up, I was fortunate to have dinner with my family almost every day. Sometimes, the family dinner circle
Apart from suffering from
I am aware that my sons are growing up quickly and will be out of the
A.widened | B.formed | C.lessened | D.closed |
A.missed | B.avoided | C.enjoyed | D.recorded |
A.wasted | B.treasured | C.limited | D.calculated |
A.shows | B.dishes | C.recipes | D.moments |
A.However | B.Otherwise | C.Therefore | D.Besides |
A.sleep | B.dine | C.study | D.play |
A.suitable | B.flexible | C.satisfying | D.demanding |
A.maintains | B.disturbs | C.improves | D.strikes |
A.fear | B.anger | C.guilt | D.hunger |
A.predict | B.create | C.evaluate | D.accept |
A.work out | B.calm down | C.hold on | D.catch up |
A.unwillingly | B.casually | C.consciously | D.carelessly |
A.louder | B.shorter | C.simpler | D.sweeter |
A.assists | B.guides | C.allows | D.orders |
A.office | B.kitchen | C.house | D.park |
2 . As a child, I was proud of my southern origin. My own voice reflected my family’s past and present-part northern Mississippi, part Tennessee, all southern. There was no sound I loved more than my grandmother’s accent: thick, sweet, warm.
While growing up, I began to realize outside of our region, southerners were often dismissed as uncultured and ignorant. I was ready to leave behind my tiny town in West Tennessee, starting a new life and jumping at big chances in some far-off cities. In that embarrassing space between “teen” and “adult”, my accent was a symbol of everything I thought I hated about my life in the rural South. I feared it would disqualify me from being a noted magazine writer. I would have to talk less “country”. So I killed a piece of myself. I’m ashamed of it, but I’m more ashamed that I tried to kill that part of someone else-change Emily’s accent.
I met Emily in college. She was determined to work for the student newspaper, which was where I spent most of my waking hours, and we became friends. She, unlike me, accepted her roots. Early in our friendship, her mother asked where I was from, assuming it was somewhere up north. Then I felt my efforts paid off and even wanted to ignore the mistake.
Emily is two years younger and she cared about my opinion. I advised her to be more like me and hide her signature Manchester accent. I stressed that throughout our college years, often by making fun of her vowel (元音) sounds. I told myself I was helping her achieve her dream of working as a reporter. Now, I see that it was actually about justifying my hiding part of myself.
Grandma Carolyn used to tell me, “Girl, don’t forget where you come from.” Now I truly understand that. Many things have faded from memory, but this sticks in my mind with uncomfortable clarity. Now that I am grown and have left the South, it’s important to me.
1. What made the author want to leave her hometown?A.Appeal of convenience in cities. |
B.Her dream of becoming a writer. |
C.Outside prejudice against southerners. |
D.Her desire for the northern accent. |
A.Upset. | B.Pleased. | C.Ashamed. | D.Surprised. |
A.To prove herself right. | B.To help Emily be a reporter. |
C.To make herself influential. | D.To protect Emily’s self-dignity. |
A.Stay true to your roots. | B.Never do things by halves. |
C.Hold on to your dreams. | D.Never judge a person by his accent. |
3 . I stopped at the top of the hill, my right foot pressed back against the coaster brake (脚刹) on my bicycle. All I needed to do was to
When I returned to my hometown more than three decades later with my friends Dave and Scott, we
Dave went first. Then I was next. My heart was pounding. I
We didn’t know it then, but we’d face many similar
A.stamp | B.break | C.lift | D.keep |
A.paused | B.started | C.charged | D.fell |
A.unnecessarily | B.incredibly | C.occasionally | D.hardly |
A.ran | B.rode | C.climbed | D.wandered |
A.out | B.off | C.away | D.up |
A.similar | B.whole | C.different | D.smart |
A.risk | B.stream | C.slope | D.assumption |
A.turning back | B.looking down | C.giving in | D.breaking out |
A.get | B.avoid | C.make | D.search |
A.called | B.improved | C.smiled | D.balanced |
A.pressure | B.fate | C.gravity | D.difficulty |
A.recalled | B.completed | C.forgotten | D.received |
A.activities | B.troubles | C.lessons | D.periods |
A.corner | B.route | C.edge | D.line |
A.when | B.because | C.after | D.before |
When we were finally dismissed from the last class of the day, the students streamed out of the classrooms. It was another boring day after school. I dragged my feet home as I sighed. Yet another uneventful day, I thought. Little did I know that the day would take a turn for the worse.
The lift lobby (电梯间) of my flat was old and dirty. The walls, which were painted white, had been dirtied over many years. I reached my flat’s lobby, and pressed the lift button and went in. Just then, Mrs Lim, my elderly neighbour, hobbled (蹒跚) in. She looked ancient with tissue paper white hair, wearing a faded old-fashioned dress. I held the lift door open, flashing a friendly smile, and politely greeted her. I asked her how she felt that day and pressed the buttons. She thanked me for being so polite, then we were silent for the rest of the ride.
The lift fell down increasingly fast. There were loud clanking sounds here and there while the lift grew slower and slower. My heart beat hard and fast as my hands turned cold and wet with sweat. Unfortunately, the lift came to an abrupt stop at the fifth floor. I pressed the buttons hard several times, but it was of no help. The lights on the buttons had gone out. It soon dawned on me that we were trapped. An icy fear crept up my spine. Mrs Lim was hysterical (歇斯底里).
“We will never get out!” she cried with her face pale. It had become a colourless mask. I had no time to lose. I pressed the bell in the lift immediately. The sound was surely deafening, but what other choice did I have? Mrs Lim burst into tears. I tried my very best to comfort her, telling her that everything would be all right and that we needed to find out how to get out safely. Mrs Lim began having trouble breathing, and I immediately helped her sit down and loosened her collar.
Paragraph 1: Several minutes passed, but no help came.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Paragraph 2: Bang! My hopes were lifted when I heard the firefighters on the other side of the lift door.
_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________5 . “I can’t connect with your characters.”
I kept hearing the same feedback and was unable to understand why and not sure what to do. I was a character-driven writer. How could I mess up the one thing I was supposed to be good at? I was determined to convince my agent that these characters were real. After all, I knew they were real. My main character Lotus had lived inside me for years. I just needed to clarify her on the page.
I wrote and edited for a year, trying to respond to this agent’s feedback. But Lotus’ personality began to disappear. I tried to have her make “better” decisions, wear smarter fashion, and have more friends, as my agent said she acted “immature” and was “isolated”. And when this agent ultimately parted ways with me, I felt like I had failed. Now with time and distance, I realize I tried to fit Lotus into a neurotypical style to please my agent. And as a result, Lotus lost her Lotus-ness.
When that agent discouraged me from writing Lotus as autistic(自闭的), he said that would make Lotus seem more “vulnerable(脆弱的)” or an “obvious victim”. I didn’t want Lotus to seem vulnerable. Lotus’ autism is what makes her powerful, I tried to explain. But from a neurotypical perspective, Lotus’ autism could only be seen as a weakness.
Unsure of how to convince my agent of the strength and power autistic women hold, I began to write Lotus as “neurotypical”. And I failed miserably. After all, what do I know about being neurotypical? My whole life, autism was my default. Not being diagnosed until 2020, I assumed the way I saw the world was “normal”.
My current agent encourages me to write from my neurodivergent(神经多样性的) experience. With this invitation, I revisited Lotus and saw her the way I first wrote her. And when I did, the characters and the entire narrative began to make more sense.
Identifying my characters as neurodivergent not only gives me joy as a writer, but it has produced my strongest writing. For so long, I’ve combatted the advice to “write what I know”, in part because I didn’t know what I actually knew. I didn’t know I was neurodivergent. But as I mine the specificity of my lived experience, my writing is stronger. There is a power to our lived experience. It’s not a limitation on our craft, but a swinging open of the gates.
1. How did the author feel when receiving the repeated response from the first agent?A.Confused. | B.Convinced. | C.Determined. | D.Disappointed. |
A.Lotus no longer lived inside the author | B.the author attempted to please the agent |
C.the agent failed to sympathize with Lotus | D.Lotus was considered childish and lonely |
A.She regretted parting with the agent. |
B.She owed her success in life to autism. |
C.She was aware of her autism in the early years. |
D.She was empowered by her autistic experience. |
A.Stick to your dream despite discouragement. |
B.Be true to yourself and write from your heart. |
C.Giving in to authority is the barrier to success. |
D.Everyone is born an original instead of a copy. |
6 . Last Christmas, I volunteered for WNWNB, a charity which takes surplus (剩余的) produce from New Covent Garden Market and
The food was already in containers. So we set up the stand and got ready to distribute some Christmas
It was then time to deliver meals to those who weren’t able to come. This is
I had similar responses to my next
As a local politician I knock on doors and talk to people a lot, but there was something deeper about those
A.distributes | B.introduces | C.sells | D.exhibits |
A.forgiveness | B.images | C.recipes | D.cheer |
A.easy | B.nice | C.slow | D.safe |
A.broke away from | B.put up with | C.cut in on | D.warmed up to |
A.threaten | B.encourage | C.allow | D.command |
A.why | B.how | C.where | D.when |
A.opened | B.repaired | C.cleaned | D.guarded |
A.costly | B.unfinished | C.deserted | D.ready |
A.declined | B.reacted | C.argued | D.traded |
A.purchases | B.interviews | C.deliveries | D.schedules |
A.meal | B.chat | C.report | D.silence |
A.proud | B.free | C.lonely | D.content |
A.connect with | B.look after | C.turn to | D.rely on |
A.conversations | B.budgets | C.explanations | D.deals |
A.hesitated | B.started | C.ignored | D.struggled |
7 . While enjoying my fresh lunch in a restaurant in Amsterdam, I noticed something odd. Customers coming in for something to eat ignored the person standing behind the counter (柜台), preferring to
What was the crazy thing about this? They were just several
Think about it for a moment. When was the last time you naturally
We shop,
A.talk | B.call | C.order | D.deliver |
A.meters | B.millimeters | C.kilometers | D.centimeters |
A.chance | B.turn | C.look | D.test |
A.spoken | B.written | C.typed | D.mentioned |
A.efficient | B.enthusiastic | C.effective | D.energetic |
A.ended up | B.engaged in | C.made up | D.went on |
A.hear | B.believe | C.remember | D.understand |
A.recording | B.studying | C.playing | D.calculating |
A.idea | B.aim | C.problem | D.rise |
A.cash | B.price | C.debt | D.tax |
A.decorate | B.book | C.build | D.repair |
A.Contact | B.Work | C.Quarrel | D.Reunion |
A.interests | B.benefits | C.disadvantages | D.influences |
A.unrealistic | B.unsuitable | C.unreasonable | D.unexpected |
A.serves as | B.refers to | C.accounts for | D.consists of |
8 . Once upon a time, my father and I got lost in a forest in France. I must have been about twelve or thirteen. Anyway, it was before the time when most people
And he was right.
A.owned | B.borrowed | C.invented | D.promoted |
A.revealed | B.realized | C.told | D.faced |
A.all | B.if | C.yet | D.so |
A.complain | B.erupt | C.regret | D.panic |
A.terror | B.anger | C.disappointment | D.loss |
A.decide | B.announce | C.imagine | D.clarify |
A.simple | B.short | C.straight | D.similar |
A.Regularly | B.Eventually | C.Surprisingly | D.Generally |
A.chose | B.missed | C.followed | D.reached |
A.set off | B.passed | C.called at | D.lived |
A.lost | B.sensitive | C.angry | D.stuck |
A.term | B.race | C.performance | D.breakdown |
A.excitement | B.surprise | C.fear | D.interest |
A.way | B.cycle | C.direction | D.distance |
A.ambition | B.determination | C.inspiration | D.cooperation |
9 . My wife and I parked by a rough path the same time as a young man covered in tattoos (纹身). I
Hours later we turned back
He continued, “During much surgery and
My
A.assumed | B.remembered | C.admitted | D.confirmed |
A.tell | B.distance | C.save | D.free |
A.turn away | B.set out | C.catch up | D.settle down |
A.politely | B.secretly | C.carelessly | D.accidentally |
A.though | B.unless | C.because | D.before |
A.impress | B.interrupt | C.persuade | D.engage |
A.target | B.story | C.plan | D.journey |
A.confused | B.discouraged | C.ignored | D.injured |
A.observe | B.judge | C.manage | D.challenge |
A.silence | B.pain | C.failure | D.guilt |
A.massive | B.funny | C.random | D.popular |
A.brilliant | B.gentle | C.weak | D.sensitive |
A.allowed | B.begged | C.forced | D.expected |
A.doubt | B.sympathy | C.prejudice | D.resistance |
A.reputation | B.message | C.appearance | D.insight |
10 . Emest Owusu was 13 in 1980 when he was given the opportunity to appear in the audience of a BBC show, and ask Thatcher how she felt about being called the Iron Lady. This encounter re-emerged in a BBC’s programme recently.
At the time of their meeting, Owusu was on free school meals, living on a public estate in Brixton, south London, where he and his sister were being raised by their mother Rose, a struggling hairdresser.
Now 57, Owusu looks remarkably similar even with a greying beard. But his life has been transformed. The father of three is a human resources director, and the first black captain of the Addington golf club in its 110-year history. As a black guy, it is about breaking the glass ceiling. Speaking in its clubhouse, Owusu describes his rise in social status (地位) as a “Thatcherite Journey”. And he says it began by asking the woman herself. “To this day it still has an impact. My confidence changed from that sliding-door moment. Something about her connected with me.”
Thatcher told Owusu she enjoyed being called the Iron Lady. “I think it’s rather a praise, don’t you?” she said, “Because so often people have said to me if you’re in your job you’ve got to be soft and warm and human, but you’ve got to have a touch of steel.” Owusu recalls the moment, “I just remember her eye contact. She was answering me, not the camera. She welcomed the question saying you’ve got to be firm in this world. And that stuck with me.”
After the show was broadcast, Owusu said he became “a little hero in Brixton for a good three months”. Owusu added, “It all gave me extra confidence. Doors might not have opened so quickly. It was one of those key moments to make you do things maybe you wouldn’t otherwise have done.”
1. What do we know about Owusu when he was 13?A.He met with Thatcher twice. |
B.He joined a famous golf club. |
C.He hosted a BBC’s programme. |
D.He lived at the bottom of society. |
A.Turning point. | B.Important decision. |
C.Social status. | D.Remarkable achievement. |
A.Others’ treating him equally at work. |
B.Others’ voting him a hero in Brixton. |
C.Thatcher’s efforts to preserve his dignity. |
D.Thatcher’s faith in the necessity of toughness. |
A.The Art of Dialogue | B.The Power of Confidence |
C.A Life-changing Meeting | D.A Status-improving Tale |