I remember that I was worn out when I got home that afternoon. I'd had to be at the theatre for the audition (试演) at nine that morning, and then I'd been waiting around for about three hours before the director finally saw me. I performed my song and almost at once he told me I could go home. “I am very sorry,”he said,“but your voice isn't quite right for the part.”It had been a similar story at all the auditions that I'd done over the past few weeks.
It had been my dream for years to be in a famous musical like The Sound of Music or Mamma Mia, so I'd taken lessons in singing and dancing, and had come to the city to try and get a part in a show. I'd been really pleased when I'd managed to set up no fewer than ten auditions, but so far all of them had gone the same way. As I arrived back that afternoon at the little apartment where I rented a room, I really wondered whether I should bother going to the eleventh the next morning. It was a show I'd have loved to be in — but really, what was the point? Someone I knew had told me about a job at a local coffee shop, and had said that if I called in for a quick chat at ten the next day, I'd almost certainly get the job. It meant missing the audition, but right now, it seemed like a much more sensible thing to do.
I always sing when I need to cheer myself up, and because there was no one else in the apartment, I slipped off my shoes, went and stood in front of the mirror and started singing.Quite quickly I found myself belting out (大声唱) one of my favourite songs, Bridge over Troubled Water. As I finished the song, I suddenly heard applause. I looked around the room thinking that my roommate had perhaps slipped in without me noticing — but there was nobody. Then I went over to the open window of the apartment, and saw an elderly woman standing on the far side of the pavement below, looking up at me.
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She reached her arms up towards me with a great smile on her face.
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The next day I went to the eleventh audition.
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Life is full of challenges, but we must learn to
3 . You hate me. You don’t even know me and you hate me. Before we’ve even spoken, you hate me. At least that’s how it feels on my end of the call as a female collections officer at a call center.
I dread the moment when I have to log on to our phone system first thing in the morning because I never know who is going to be on the other end of that call.
Sometimes it’s an easy task. The caller is pleasant and has accepted personal responsibility for their debts, and we get through the phone call with ease. Then there are the ones who call in looking for a fight, or looking for someone to blame. Through the luck of the phone system, that person is me.
I’ve had people who shout at me, call me horrible names, accuse me personally of taking their money and threaten me. Why? I think it’s because I am invisible. I think I would be treated with the same level of disrespect if we were face to face. Fortunately for me, I have had years of experience in customer service, so I’m fairly rich in not letting the negative encounters bother me.
The biggest and most effective skill when it comes to the job is empathy (同理心). I can appreciate the situation which the caller is in because I’ve been there. That’s why I’m good at my job — I understand what you’re going through, and I’m here to help.
Some days though, no matter how much I try to leave the stress behind when I hang up the phone, it stays with me. I may do some deep breathing, go for a quick walk or simply stick my head outside for a burst of fresh air. I do this so I don’t carry that negativity on to my next call. That next call may be a person having the worst day of their life, but I don’t want to ever be the one who makes it worse. We are all humans just trying to get by in life, which makes you and me equal. So please, the next time we talk, remember that.
1. What does the underlined word “dread” in paragraph 2 probably mean?A.Enjoy. | B.Fear. | C.Expect. | D.Avoid. |
A.They get angry too easily. | B.They blame her for their debts. |
C.They do not see her as a real person. | D.They accuse her of taking their money. |
A.She can offer callers best advice. | B.She is always respected by callers. |
C.She can put herself in others’ shoes. | D.She isn’t easily influenced by negativity. |
A.To call for understanding of her job. | B.To explain why she is good at her job. |
C.To introduce what she is responsible for. | D.To complain about her being treated badly. |
I used to play football when I was a little kid. Okay, let’s face it. I was never really a little kid. I was so big that I got to play football a whole year ahead of my friends. Our football league didn’t have an age limit, but it had a weight requirement. If you were heavy enough, you got to play. I was heavy enough at the age of eight.
The only problem was, by the time I turned ten I was too heavy. You had to weigh a certain amount to start playing, but if you weighed too much they made you stop. Not playing would be just fine with me. I would be happier sitting at home reading a book.
Dad was one of the team’s big sponsors and friends of the coach, so I figured I would let him down and that quitting wasn’t an option. I went, day after day, and week after week... until I was eleven and weighed more than two hundred pounds. I thought that would be the end of it, once and for all.
However, my coach came up with a bright idea to help me lose weight. The very next practice he presented me with a T-shirt made out of a black garbage bag. “Put it on,” he said, pointing out the holes for my head and arms. “Start running around the practice field.” “Koop going, Fireplug (消防栓),” other players would shout. “Fireplug” was the new name they gave me. Although no one ever explained it to me, I figured it had something to do with me being shaped like it.
Every day in practice, I had to run in that stupid garbage bag. My short fat legs weren’t exactly comfortable, and often I’d trip and fall. The other players would laugh. At that moment, I asked myself, “Why? Was I being punished for something? Wasn’t the running, sweating and pain enough?” I suddenly realized that I’d been knocking myself out for something I didn’t even want to do in the first place!
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It was then that I decided I wouldn’t play football anymore.
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_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________5 . As a little girl, I’d sit in the kitchen and watch my mother cook, but I didn’t really get into cooking. When I graduated from college and moved lo Washington DC, I left all of my friends behind. There were no new roommates. I was on my own and felt lonely. Home-cooked meals were my best attempt at changing my condition.
So, I started calling my mom and asking for the recipes (食谱) for my favorite dishes. It turned out that my mom didn’t have any recipes. She couldn’t give me a single measurement (计量) for any dish. She grew up in the kitchen with her mom too, and my grandma shared her knowledge through oral (口头的) tradition. Then it was my turn. My mom taught me how to “measure with my heart” when cooking. I learned to cook by tasting and feeling my food. And my food was pretty good. Soon enough, everyone was asking me for the recipes. That was why Bun Bo Bae, my cooking blog, came into being in 2019.
Bun Bo Bae was a space for me to put what I learned into writing. I didn’t want all of the secret knowledge behind dishes like my mom’s noodles and my dad’s tomato soup to disappear if the oral tradition ended one day. I wanted to write down every piece of advice I was given in detail.
These days, I experiment more. I’m not as strict with myself about recreating the dishes exactly as I remember about eating them. I use seasonal food materials when I can’t find some items. My food blog and flower count grew, and so did my confidence in the kitchen.
Bun Bo Bae also increased my confidence at work and gave me a space to write about what I love. It has connected me to countless new Internet friends.
Most importantly, writing for Bun Bo Bae has taught me that celebrating my culture doesn’t have to be about perfectly recreating my parents’ tradition. It’s about mixing what I’ve been taught with my own experiences, and cooking up something entirely new.
1. Why did the author begin her home-cooked meals?A.To lead a healthy lifestyle. | B.To get rid of her loneliness. |
C.To try out her mother’s recipes. | D.To improve her cooking skills. |
A.She had trouble creating new recipes. |
B.She followed strict measurements in cooking. |
C.She made tastier dishes than her mom and grandma. |
D.She mastered cooking skills under her mom’s oral guidance. |
A.To bring her family members together. |
B.To discuss local fine foods with followers. |
C.To keep a record of her family’s cooking tradition. |
D.To encourage people to develop healthy eating habits. |
A.It’s important to learn a basic living skill, |
B.It’s necessary to share her food knowledge online. |
C.It’s better to understand different cooking cultures. |
D.It’s wise to connect traditional cooking methods with new ideas. |
6 . Once upon a time, a boy was walking through the countryside when he saw, among some
The boy thought that it must be the doorway to heaven, and that it would be fun to see what was up there. So he
Just when he was about to
No longer was the boy just
The boy traveled up the rainbow, filled with joy, knowing that only with sincere and heartfelt (衷心的) desire could one ever open the door to heaven.
1.A.people | B.clouds | C.woods | D.bricks |
A.smiled | B.succeeded | C.disappeared | D.returned |
A.continued | B.stopped | C.started | D.proved |
A.Therefore | B.Meanwhile | C.However | D.Furthermore |
A.heavy | B.beautiful | C.tall | D.sharp |
A.tried | B.regretted | C.begged | D.liked |
A.give in | B.give up | C.give out | D.give off |
A.surrounded | B.ordered | C.watched | D.taken |
A.sang | B.built | C.cried | D.spoke |
A.clue | B.message | C.tip | D.answer |
A.happy | B.curious | C.worried | D.anxious |
A.manage | B.discover | C.promise | D.repair |
A.set down | B.turned down | C.cut down | D.sat down |
A.describe | B.create | C.put | D.pick |
A.partly | B.directly | C.smoothly | D.suddenly |
7 . As the saying goes, “A father is a treasure, a brother is a comfort, but a friend is both.” I am so
We became friends soon after we entered the senior high school. We played together and
A good and true friend is a
We made friends at last. In addition to that
A.upset | B.fortunate | C.embarrassed | D.sad |
A.skipped | B.saved | C.shared | D.missed |
A.in no time | B.at no time | C.in no way | D.in no sense |
A.removed | B.discovered | C.forgot | D.recovered |
A.rude | B.true | C.ugly | D.strange |
A.treasure | B.joke | C.conflict | D.pity |
A.bright | B.dark | C.white | D.light |
A.approached | B.hated | C.teased | D.escaped |
A.laughed | B.moved | C.threatened | D.inspired |
A.took | B.rode | C.put | D.drove |
A.closely | B.distantly | C.unwillingly | D.narrowly |
A.numb | B.mean | C.timid | D.brave |
A.weaknesses | B.advantages | C.responsibility | D.gift |
A.value | B.assist | C.ignore | D.accompany |
A.when | B.but | C.or | D.while |
Almost all the people like travelling. For some people, travelling is a chance to relax and escape
Of course, there are people who are always
As for me. I enjoy watching all-round views from some altitudes. I enjoy watching them in my hometown and as soon as I am in some new city. I start
From such places it’s so exciting
9 . A father and his son went to a kite(风筝) festival. When they
The father was good
But then, a few minutes later, the kite started to
The father smiled and said. “The role of the string was not stopping the kite from going higher, but was
In our life, we may sometimes feel like there are certain things that are holding us back and stopping us from growing.
A.arrived | B.bought | C.got | D.waited |
A.sadly | B.quickly | C.happily | D.slowly |
A.made | B.bought | C.sold | D.broke |
A.for | B.to | C.with | D.at |
A.shakes | B.seems | C.turns | D.covers |
A.If | B.Though | C.Because | D.Until |
A.everything | B.something | C.anything | D.nothing |
A.bored | B.sad | C.excited | D.afraid |
A.come down | B.go up | C.cut out | D.write down |
A.angry | B.surprised | C.relaxed | D.nervous |
A.finding | B.helping | C.seeing | D.hearing |
A.itself | B.myself | C.yourself | D.himself |
A.competition | B.information | C.way | D.instruction |
A.And | B.But | C.So | D.Because |
A.grow up | B.stay up | C.take care | D.tidy up |
10 . Time was introduced to us when we were just kids and only knew the playing hours, but when we grew up, we got our own senses about how important “The Time” is. There is a story on time management which can give you some guidance.
A philosophy professor, once, decided to teach the students a valuable lesson about Time Management, so he stood before his class with some items on the table. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a big and empty jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in size. He then looked towards the class and asked the students if the jar was full. They all agreed that it was full. Therefore, the professor then moved to pick up a box of pebbles (鹅卵石) and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar gently. The pebbles, of course, rolled through the gaps between the rocks.
He then again looked up to the students and asked if the jar was full. They all again nodded their heads. For the last time, he turned towards the jar, this time, picked up a box of sand, poured it into the jar and shook it lightly. Of course, the sand moved into the gaps and filled up everything else. He then asked students for the last time if the jar was full or not. The students were surprised but responded with a unanimous “Yes.”
“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to realize that this jar actually is your life. The rocks are the important things — like your family, your children, your health, your partner. If nothing remained but only these, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter — like your job, your career, your house. The sand is everything else, the unimportant stuff.” “If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued “there is no space for the pebbles or the rocks.”
“The same goes for your life. If you keep on filling the jar with the sand, it means that you keep on spending all your time and energy on the pity things and you will never have room for the things that are important for you. First and foremost, focus on the rocks — the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.”
1. What’s the main function of the first paragraph?A.To make a prediction. | B.To offer a guidance |
C.To provide some advice. | D.To attract readers’ interest. |
A.The professor put the pebbles into the jar first. |
B.The professor did four experiments altogether. |
C.The result of the experiment was beyond students’ expectation. |
D.It aimed to make students realize the importance of time for success. |
A.Your job and family. | B.Your career and children. |
C.Your parents and body. | D.Your house and money. |
A.It is important to make full use of time efficiently. |
B.It is necessary to attach more importance to what truly matters in life. |
C.It is crucial to strengthen the consciousness of managing time. |
D.It is vital to arrange enough time for all aspects of life in advance. |