题目内容
My dad was never the kind to offer many words of love or encouragement. But we knew he loved us... he just had his own way of showing it.
When I was a teen, we were seasonal campers at a family campground almost an hour outside the city where we lived. Each family had their own campsite with water and electric, and you basically parked your camper there from May through October. Most "Seasonals" visited them every weekend during those months, with the occasional weeklong stay. There were plenty of other kids who camped seasonally each weekend, and they came to be some of my closest friends. Of course, many of them were boys.
We kids paired up with our little boyfriends or girlfriends, and we'd hold hands as we'd walk around the campground. We'd play ping-pong, have some snacks, and play songs. Most weekends were pretty similar, but the couples would change. You'd see so-and-so with a different so-and-so than they were with the weekend before. You know how it is when you're a teen — a three-week relationship is a really long time.
So, needless to say, my teen years were spent with quite a few different boys. But every single one of them had something in common... they'd all received The Evil Eye.
The Evil Eye was a magical sort of thing. One simple look from my dad, and the boy immediately knew not to mess with me. It was as if he could send his warnings through invisible laser(激光)beams that shot directly from his eyes to the boys' brains.
"You will not put your hands on my daughter... You will not kiss my daughter... You will not even whisper sweet nothings into my daughter's ear."
I remember one night in particular, walking with a boy around the campground after dark. We came from one direction, and my dad from the other. The boy and my dad locked eyes for a brief second, then the boy dropped my hand like a hot potato and turned away, giving me a quick, "See ya later."
Yes, the Evil Eye. Best way ever to keep wandering teen boy hands away from your daughters.
The Evil Eye in the passage implies that__________.
A. Dad gets angry easily B. Dad’s eyes are like evil’s
C. Dad’s eyes are ugly-looking D. Dad’s eyes are protective to his daughter
The underlined words “mess with” in paragraph 5 most probably means_________.
A. cause trouble B. make untidy C. get married to D. talk to
A. As teenagers, we went camping every weekend.
B. We made lots of friends during the seasonal camping.
C. We had regular boyfriends or girlfriends and enjoyed ourselves.
D. The boy dropped my hand and turned away because he loved The Evil Eye.
It can be inferred from the passage that the author ___________.
A. is a teenage girl who loves her father
B. is a teenage boy who hates his father
C. is now an adult who has come to understand her father’s love
D. used to be a naughty boy who changed girlfriends now and then
【小题1】D【小题1】A【小题1】B【小题1】C
解析:
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There was a time when I thought my dad didn’t know a thing about being a good father. I couldn’t 36 him ever saying the words “I love you.” It seems to me his only purpose in life was to say “ 37 ” to anywhere I wanted to go and anything I wanted to do, including getting a 38 . Some parents bought their kids cars when they got their driver’s licenses. Not my dad ---- he said that I’d have to get a job and buy my own.
So that is what I did. I got a job at a very nice restaurant and 39 every penny I could and 40 I had enough to buy my car, I did! The day I brought that car home, my dad was the first one I wanted to 41 to. “Look, dad, a car of my own. If you ever want a ride, I’ll only 42 you five dollars.” I offered with a smile.
“I see,” was all he said.
One day, there was something wrong with my father’s truck. So he needed a 43 to work. The sun wasn’t even up when we left the house , 44 it was already getting warm out. It was going to be a(n) 45 day. As I dropped my dad off, I 46 him, dressed in his work clothes, getting his 47 from the truck (车尾箱) of my car. Watching his sun-weathered face, and even from a distance I could tell there were 48 lines than I ever remembered being there before. I realized how hard my dad works for the family. My father is a cement finisher(水泥修整工).
In that instant, it 49 to me that he actually got down on his hands and knees to sweat over hot concrete to make a living for his family. And he did this day in and day out, 50 hot it got. Never, not once, had I hear him 51 about it. To him we were “worth” it. And never once did he “charge” us for it.
When he closed the trunk, his tools set off to the side, he walked over to my window to 52 me five dollars. I rolled down the window and said “Good-bye, dad. Keep your five dollars. It’s my 53 . Don’t work too hard. I love you.”
His 54 met mine, then glanced away in the direction of his waiting tools, he 55 his throat and said, “Oh, and… me, too.”
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