第二节完形填空(共20小题;每小题1.5分,满分30分)
阅读下面短文,掌握其大意,然后从36—55各题所给的四个选项(A、B、C和D)中,选出最佳选项,并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
There are great doctors and perhaps it is enough to say that Dr Charles Mayo was one.  36 ,it is not enough for me.
Charles Mayo was not a  37  of mine in the sense that he would  38  by for dinner or remember my daughter’s graduation.We were not that  39 ,for he lived in Minnesota and I lived in California.He was a friend in the sense that he  40  more like a friend than a doctor when he was being a doctor.
I got very close to him just once.More  41 ,he got very close to me.I was flying my own plane to Washington and I felt a serious  42  in my back.It turned around,  43 for a clinic nearby and got in  44  with Dr Jan,my doctor.Jan at once said I had appendicitis (阑尾炎) and I told him he was the  45  doctor I had ever met.“I have no fever and any other symptoms of it.How can I  46 have appendicitis?”
“If you want to  47  better as quickly as possible,we’ll have Charles Mayo look at you.”It took Charles Mayo about thirty seconds to  48  to Jan’s request.
Charles was washing his hands when I was  49 into the operation room.I said,my
50  shaking,“You have done this before,haven’t you?”
“Of course,”he said.“Twice.”
Among all his interests he was craziest about being a doctor.He faced  51  often enough to know that while it is final in a sense,it is not  52  final at all.He enjoyed  53 too much not to know that it has a meaning beyond here and now.
54  he died on July 29,1968,at the age of seventy,following an accident,he lived on in the  55 of his books.I am glad he wrote them,giving people the feeling that we still have him.
36.A.Therefore         B.Actually               C.However              D.Besides
37.A.friend               B.teacher                 C.doctor                  D.workmate
38.A.come                B.pass                     C.drop                    D.stand
39.A.fast                  B.friendly                C.far                       D.close
40.A.seemed             B.looked                 C.found                   D.became
41.A.luckily             B.happily                C.exactly                 D.usually
42.A.trouble             B.pain                     C.worry                  D.problem
43.A.hurrying           B.running                C.waiting                D.heading
44.A.telephone          B.reach                   C.touch                   D.related
45.A.funniest            B.best                     C.worst                   D.oldest
46.A.possibly            B.necessarily            C.suddenly              D.fearfully
47.A.do                    B.think                    C.examine               D.feel
48.A.stick                 B.get                       C.come                   D.agree
49.A.driven              B.wheeled                      C.forced                  D.led
50.A.hand                B.head                    C.voice                   D.leg
51.A.patients            B.death                   C.dangers                D.diseases
52.A.only                 B.nearly                  C.yet                       D.really
53.A.himself             B.life                      C.working               D.everything
54.A.When               B.After                   C.Although              D.As
55.A.pages               B.papers                  C.articles                 D.Subjects

Once again, I was in a new school. So was a girl in my class named Lisa. That’s where the similarities ended.
I was tall and she was small. My thick black hair had been recently cut short into an untidy style. Her natural blonde hair flowed to her waist and looked great. I was 12 and one of the oldest in the class while she was 11 and the youngest. I was awkward and shy. She wasn’t. I couldn’t stand her, considering her my enemy. But she liked me and wanted to be friends.
One day, she invited me over and I said yes—I was too shocked to answer any other way. My family had moved six times in six years, and I had never managed to develop any friendships. But this girl who wore the latest fashions wanted me to go home with her after school.
She lived in a fun part of town that had two pizza places, an all-right bookstore, a movie theater and a park. As we walked from the school bus stop through her neighborhood, I tried to guess which house might be hers. Was it the white one with the perfect lawn or the three –story house with a front porch? I got very surprised when she led me into an old apartment building. She lived on the fourth floor in a two-room place with her mother, her stepfather, her two brothers and her sister.
When we got into the room she shared with her sister, she took out a big case of Barbies, which was my next surprise. I had never played with them. We sat on the floor, laughing as we made up crazy stories about the Barbies. We found out that we both wanted to be writers when we were older and both had wild imaginations. We had a great day that afternoon .
Lisa was loved by the whole neighborhood. The bookstore owners lent her fashion magazines; the movie theater gave her free tickets…. Soon I was included in her magic world. We slept over at each other’s houses and spent every free moment together.
Lisa, my first real friend since childhood, helped me get through the rough years of early adolescence and taught me an amazing and very surprising thing about making friends: your worst enemy can turn out to be your best friend.
【小题1】The writer and Lisa were similar in the way that          .

A.they were both new students
B.they had the same hair styles
C.they were both tall
D.they were of the same age
【小题2】One day Lisa invited the writer         .
A.to go to the movie
B.to go to walk in a park
C.to go to her home
D.to go to a pizza place
【小题3】In the passage the writer described Lisa as a girl who was       .
A.friendly and lovelyB.rich and happy
C.quiet and lonelyD.awkward and shy
【小题4】Which of the following did the writer learn from Lisa?
A.How to make up stories.B.How to deal with enemies.
C.How to live a better life.D.How to make friends.

Once again, I was in a new school. So was a girl in my class named Paris. That's where the similarities ended.

I was tall and she was small. My thick, black hair had been recently cut short. Her natural blonde hair flowed to her waist and looked great. I was awkward and shy. She wasn't. I couldn't stand her. I considered her my enemy. She liked me. She wanted to be friends.

One day, she invited me over and I said yes — I was too shocked to answer any other way. No one had invited me over to play. But this girl who wore the latest fashions wanted me to go home with her after school.

I got very surprised when she led me into an apartment building. She lived on the fourth floor in a two-room place with her mother, her stepfather, her two brothers and her sister.

When we got to the room she shared with her sister, she took out a big case of Barbies — which was my next surprise. I would have thought she'd outgrown them. I had never played with them. But we sat on the floor of a walk-in closet, laughing as we made up crazy stories about the Barbies. That's when we found out that we both wanted to be writers when we were older and we both had wild imaginations.

We had a great day that afternoon. Our jaws ached from smiling so much. She showed me her wardrobe, which had mostly come from a designer clothing store down the block. The woman who owned it used her as a model sometimes for her newspaper ads and gave her clothes in exchange.

Paris had the whole neighborhood charmed. The bookstore owners lent her fashion magazines, the movie theater gave her free passes and the pizza place let her have free slices. Soon I was included in her magic world. We slept over at each other's houses, spent every free moment together. My dark hair grew out and I learned to love being tall.

Paris, my first real friend since childhood, taught me an amazing and very surprising thing about making friends: that your worst enemy can turn out to be your best friend.

1.The writer and Paris were similar in that      .

A. they were both new students

B. both of them were friendly

C. both of them were tall

D. they were both the youngest in class

2.In the article the writer described Paris as a girl who was      .

A. awkward and shy  B. fashionable and proud

C. quiet and lonely  D. friendly and lovely

3.What did the writer learn from Paris?

A. How to make best use of her neighborhood.

B. How to dress and look fashionable.

C. How to become a good writer

D. How to make friends.

4.From the article, we can see that through her friendship with Paris, the writer      .

A. found she and Paris had more similarities than differences

B. was able to fit in at her new school with Paris’ help

C. was not so awkward or shy as before

D. learned more about fashion herself

 

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