“Mommy ,don't go,”my three-year-old son screamed as I walked to the door. My fifteen-year-old leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms folded across his chest ,not screaming,but glaring at me as I pulled his little brother off my leg.
“Are you mad at me too?”
“You spend all your time taking care of other people's kids,but what about us?”Dylan left angrily.
I was shocked and a little hurt. How could my own child not understand that the work I was doing was saving live? Then the answer hit me. He didn't know bemuse he had never seen what Healing the Children actually did. Dylan had heard the sores of sick children, but had never once looked into the eyes of a child and understood the hard truth-that without our help, the child would likely die.
“Get dressed. You are going with me.”I said.
I spend the drive explaining the case of Hector to my son, who pretended to ignore me the entire time.“He's seven, only weighs thirty pounds and is very sick. He has a heart condition called Tetralogy of Fallot, which could kill him. It is a miracle(奇迹) that he is still alive. ”
I went on to explain that it took a team of volunteer medical staff to get Hector to the hospital from his remote village and care for him while he was there. Still, Dylan seemed unimpressed.
We stopped at a convenience store for water and snacks. Dylan had one large and one small Slurpee (思乐冰饮料). He said the small one was for Hector. I doubted whether the little guy would be able to drink it, but remained silent. This was the first interest Dylan had shown in being there. I wasn't about to ruin it.
I stopped at the nurse's station to check on Hector's progress while Dylan went to his room. Our patient was recovering physically,but the nurse was concerned that Hector was struggling emotionally. She said “Kids usually bounce back fast, but he hardly speaks and never smiles.”
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2 . Years ago, my grandmother was in a nursing home. She was a retired university professor, which brought her an ocean of
In sharp
Once I
Later, I learned that the old man had got quite a few companies from his family. Since he was not a good
So what is the most important
A.neighbors | B.friends | C.relatives | D.visitors |
A.agreement | B.contrast | C.conflict | D.company |
A.alone | B.calm | C.high-spirited | D.impatient |
A.questioned | B.greeted | C.encountered | D.encouraged |
A.tired | B.ashamed | C.hard | D.short |
A.always | B.already | C.also | D.still |
A.uncomfortable | B.concerned | C.helpless | D.innocent |
A.expert | B.competitor | C.speaker | D.partner |
A.break down | B.pull away | C.fall behind | D.drop out |
A.typically | B.obviously | C.unexpectedly | D.consequently |
A.skill | B.challenge | C.principle | D.qualification |
A.update | B.develop | C.express | D.dominate |
A.action | B.words | C.plans | D.consideration |
A.appear | B.worsen | C.collapse | D.last |
A.lack | B.possess | C.oppose | D.defense |
3 . Last week I went shopping in the supermarket. I got to the front of the
I started to
An Irish lady was
I was astonished by her kindness,
By helping others, can we start chain
A.table | B.supermarket | C.queue | D.shelf |
A.realized | B.knew | C.recognized | D.observed |
A.hesitated | B.paused | C.panicked | D.struggled |
A.explored | B.purchased | C.advocated | D.delivered |
A.by | B.under | C.on | D.with |
A.cry | B.apologise | C.complain | D.explain |
A.borrow | B.drop | C.follow | D.take |
A.standing | B.supporting | C.blaming | D.shouting |
A.turning | B.putting | C.joining | D.holding |
A.what | B.how | C.why | D.when |
A.card | B.fame | C.income | D.identity |
A.abnormal | B.anxious | C.embarrassed | D.desperate |
A.convinced | B.determined | C.excited | D.reluctant |
A.fit in | B.get through | C.look up | D.get in touch |
A.reaction | B.sympathy | C.satisfaction | D.relationship |
An old wooden seat that Susan extremely valued often reminded her of mother’s Golden Rule.
Back in the 1930s, the country life was really tough. One day after dinner, Susan’s mother sat on the seat, announcing to the children the Golden Rule: “Treat others the way you want to be treated.” Susan reflected carefully and seriously on what her mother had said. She resolved that she would keep in mind and follow the rule.
One Saturday afternoon, she went to farmer Jason’s inn (小旅馆) to get the pay for her mother’s washing for the guests there, which amounted to five dollars. She found Jason in the yard, who, as all the villagers knew, was selfish and mean.
His eyes clouded with anger, as he had just finished a quarrel with one of his guests. He held in his hand an open wallet, full of bills. He barely noticed Susan until she made her request for the money. Instead of shouting at her, as usual, for troubling him when he was busy, he handed her a bank note.
Feeling relieved for escaping from Jason so easily, Susan hurried out of the inn. When carefully putting the money into her pocket, she discovered that Jason had given her two bills instead of one, and her first reaction was joy at the unexpected prize. She looked around and there was nobody nearby to share her discovery. “It is mine. All mine.” she said to herself. “I will buy mum a new coat with it, and she can give her old one to sister Mary, and then Mary can go to the Sunday school with me next winter. I wonder if I can buy a pair of shoes for brother Tom too.”
Just at that moment, she realized that Jason must have given the extra money to her by mistake, and therefore she had no right to own it. But a voice of temptation (诱惑) whispered, “He gave it, and you can keep it. He will never know, even if it is a mistake. ”
As Susan hurried home, this conflict went on in her mind.
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Susan’s face became red with embarrassment and annoyance.
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5 . I remember doing the household chores to help my mother when I was nine. I hated changing the vacuum cleaner (真空吸尘器) bag and picking up things the machine did not suck up. Twenty years later, in 1978, with this lifelong dislike of the way the machine worked, I decided to make a bagless one.
Easier said than done, of course. I didn’t realize that I would spend the next five years perfecting my design, a process that resulted in 5,127 different prototypes (样机). By the time I made my 15th prototype, my third child was born. By 2,627, my wife and I were really counting our pennies. By 3,727, my wife was giving art lessons for some extra cash, and we were getting further and further into debt. These were tough times, but each failure brought me closer to solving the problem.
In the early 1980s, I started trying to get licensing agreements for my technology. The reality was very different, however. The major vacuum makers had built a business model based on the profits from bags and filters (滤网). No one would license my idea, not because it was a bad one, but because it was bad for business. But soon after, the companies that I had talked with started making machines like mine. I had to fight legal battles on both sides of the Atlantic to protect the patents on my vacuum cleaner.
I was still in financial difficulties until 1993, when my bank manager personally persuaded Lloyds Bank to lend me $1 million. Then I was able to go into production. Within two years, the Dyson vacuum cleaner became a best-seller in Britain.
Today, I still embrace risk and the potential for failure as part of the process. Nothing beats the excitement of invention,
1. What drove the author to make a bagless vacuum cleaner?A.His willingness to help mom. |
B.His curiosity about machines. |
C.His trouble in doing family chores. |
D.His discontent with existing cleaners. |
A.The help from the author’s wife. |
B.The financial problems of the family. |
C.The tough process of the new invention. |
D.The procedures of making a bagless cleaner. |
A.They thought they might suffer loss. |
B.They considered it not good enough. |
C.They faced legal problems themselves. |
D.They had begun making such machines. |
A.Think twice before acting. |
B.Failure is the mother of success. |
C.Actions speak louder than words. |
D.A good beginning makes a good ending. |
6 . I was 17 years old. Along with a dozen other boys I had made a long trip to Iowa in order to see a college that I was thinking of
Here in Iowa everything was
Over the years to come I learned something else. Each of us has a special beauty
Each of us has our own
A.assisting | B.attending | C.visiting | D.quitting |
A.fun | B.hard | C.novel | D.tiresome |
A.chance | B.school | C.family | D.goal |
A.when | B.how | C.why | D.whether |
A.became | B.flooded | C.drew | D.surrounded |
A.easy | B.beautiful | C.flat | D.rough |
A.hear | B.touch | C.taste | D.smell |
A.cared about | B.prepared for | C.dreamed of | D.thought over |
A.body | B.soul | C.face | D.pain |
A.fill | B.cover | C.separate | D.block |
A.folded | B.sank | C.escaped | D.flowed |
A.tiny | B.pale | C.splendid | D.weak |
A.change | B.punishment | C.creation | D.reflection |
A.as well | B.in addition | C.for sure | D.in between |
A.extra | B.unique | C.possible | D.reasonable |
7 . There he was, turning the corner of Hawley and Main Street like clockwork. His red hair seemed to catch the sunlight, giving his head a soft candle-flame glow. He caught my eye, and up went his arm in his usual wave. As usual, I
Having moved from a larger city, I wasn’t used to waves from
Perhaps that’s why I enjoyed these daily waves. It felt great to be
One night I was walking in the street, my thoughts traveled to “The Waver”, wondering if I could be
I heard a car
Everyone at some point in their lives wonders if they’ve made any
A.waved | B.took | C.saluted | D.glanced |
A.cautious | B.reliable | C.friendly | D.thankful |
A.strangers | B.relatives | C.colleagues | D.employers |
A.informed | B.encouraged | C.encountered | D.acknowledged |
A.behaviors | B.business | C.appearance | D.manners |
A.worried | B.noticed | C.relieved | D.checked |
A.agree | B.attempt | C.promise | D.happen |
A.pedestrians | B.buildings | C.street | D.children |
A.mildness | B.kindness | C.eagerness | D.brightness |
A.brave | B.mature | C.lucky | D.crazy |
A.attacking | B.escaping | C.following | D.approaching |
A.lengthened | B.softened | C.worsened | D.tightened |
A.cool | B.tough | C.fresh | D.curious |
A.comment | B.impact | C.decision | D.sense |
A.accurately | B.slightly | C.thoroughly | D.generally |
8 . A few years back I worked in a university building that also housed an entire department full of psychologists, all of whom seemed to see us as perfect guinea pigs(实验对象) for their latest studies. I learned to be cautious about answering seemingly casual questions in the elevator. If one of them showed up in my office bearing a plate of snacks and asked me to pick some, I'd cast a doubtful glance and ask "Why?" before grabbing the apple fritter.
So one day, when someone from the Psychology Department posted instructions in the bathroom advising us to think about five things you're grateful for every day for a week, my response was frankly suspicious. I did the math. Five things a day for seven days is a lot of brainpower to consume without so much as the promise of an apple fritter.
I wandered into the office of Zetzer, the director of our school's Psychological Services Clinic. That was when I first heard the term" positive psychology" and discovered that "the gratitude thing", as Heidi had explained it. "It's only a week, "she urged. "Try it. ” So I did.
I started looking for my five moments of gratitude in each day. By the end of that week, I found myself slowing down a little and taking time to notice things I might have walked past before, including a bunch of young students laughing together, They are so smart and optimistic, giving me so much hope for the future!
I couldn't be more grateful to my wonderful husband. He's a great cook. He always puts our family first. My oldest son took his vacation to come and help out at home. He took me to all my medical appointments, and made me laugh by titling his spring break "Driving Miss Leslie. "The kindness of a colleague with a green thumb made sure my plants stayed alive until I could care for them again.
Life will never be perfect, I still see news stories that distress me. But with just one simple exercise, I'm rediscovering the deep meaning of old sayings: accepting the things I cannot change, working to change what I can, and being wise enough to know the difference.
And all it took was a little gratitude.
1. Why did the author hesitate about the snacks offered by psychologists?A.She had no appetite for snacks. |
B.She didn't think snacks could show gratitude. |
C.She disliked those psychologists. |
D.She cared about what to be paid for them. |
A.The instructions seemed to make sense to Leslie. |
B.No one would behave as the instructions suggested. |
C.Leslie had no intention of following the instructions. |
D.The psychologists were actually playing a joke. |
A.She overcame her psychological problem. |
B.She realized how hard it was to be grateful. |
C.She found Heidi was really a reliable doctor. |
D.She learned to be positive and show gratitude. |
There was once a wonderful old man who loved everything: animals, spiders, insects and allsorts of living things.
One day while walking through the woods, the old man found a cocoon(茧) . He decided to take the cocoon home to watch its beautiful transformation from a little cocoon to a beautiful butterfly.
A few days later, the cocoon started to move. It moved frantically! He sat and watched it struggle and struggle for several hours. But it seemed not to make any progress. Then the old man felt sorry for the little butterfly inside, and rushed to its aid. With a pair of scissors and gently, he cut a little opening in the cocoon so the butterfly could come out. And then the butterfly came out of its cocoon. It had a swollen body and small, fragile wings, but it never was able to fly.
He was quite puzzled. Had he accidentally killed the little butterfly? No, it was still moving a little bit. Maybe it was sick. Then he decided that the best thing he could do for the butterfly was to place it gently back into its cocoon. He did so, and placed a drop of honey on it to seal the cocoon, leaving the butterfly to nestle (筑巢) in its natural state.
The next day he noticed that the cocoon was moving again. It struggled and struggled. Finally the butterfly broke free from its cocoon and stretched its wings out. Its beautiful wings were filled with wonderful colors! It took off! It was flying!
The wonderful butterfly flew and flew till it was almost out of the old man’ s sight. What a joy, he exclaimed! But then he started to think: what did I do wrong by trying to help that beautiful little butterfly out at first?
Finally the answer came out.
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Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life.
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10 . In January this year, a fire destroyed the building that housed Yossi Heiman's Fish Market in Borough Park, Brooklyn: The
The merchant Shea Langsam owns a(n)
The story is wonderful and it's a(n)
A.explosion | B.battle | C.accident | D.campaign |
A.attention | B.assistance | C.information | D.income |
A.similar | B.mysterious | C.online | D.outdoor |
A.explained | B.agreed | C.complained | D.thought |
A.treat | B.acquire | C.depend on | D.give up |
A.Moreover | B.Therefore | C.Instead | D.Though |
A.picked up | B.hung up | C.repaired | D.provided |
A.doubt | B.comfort | C.turn to | D.laugh at |
A.service | B.spirit | C.orders | D.notes |
A.held back | B.checked up | C.reported | D.cut |
A.example | B.reminder | C.challenge | D.guide |
A.because of | B.ahead of | C.out of | D.as for |
A.duty | B.fame | C.interest | D.business |
A.exceptional | B.boring | C.ridiculous | D.old |
A.respecting | B.protecting | C.taking control of | D.caring for |