My father is a middle school teacher. He is always busy with his work and ________ gets home before it gets really dark. When I was a little kid I believed my dad was the ________ one because he never made me a toy or took me to a park.
One day I was left at home alone again. I felt ________ bored that I began to draw pictures with my pencil on some paper. I didn’t realize I was drawing on the books of my father’s until he walked back into the house. I became nervous. I knew that I had done something wrong. From a distance I could see all the first pages of my father’s new books were covered ________ my drawings. Now, staring at my father fearfully, I waited for his anger.
My father picked up his much-loved book, looked at it ________ for quite a while, without saying a word. He was a teacher. Books were important to him. For him, books were knowledge. But instead of shouting at me, he sat down, took the pen from my hand, and then wrote in the book himself, beside the drawings made by ________ : John’s work, 1999, age 4. You have made the ________ priceless. It’s the best gift I’ve got.
The years and the books came and went. I experienced ________ all young men go through and perhaps a little bit more: success and failure, laughters and tears. From time to time I would open the book, look at the drawings, and read my father’s words. I began to realize my father ________ me how every bad event in life can have a positive side--- if we get ready to look at it from another way. He also taught me about what really ________ in life: people, not objects; tolerance(包容), not judgment; love, not anger.
Each time I think about these things, I will smile and whisper, “Thank you, Dad. You are the best!”
11. A.always | B.hardly | C.sometimes | D.often |
12. A.worst | B.best | C.nicest | D.hardest |
13. 14. 15. A.carelessly | B.soon | C.quickly | D.carefully |
16. A.him | B.himself | C.me | D.myself |
17. A.drawing | B.book | C.pencil | D.gift |
18. 19. A.gave | B.taught | C.took | D.made |
20. A.cares | B.needs | C.hopes | D.matters |