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The walk didn¡¯t bother me as much as the fear of walking alone alone the highway and country roads. I also felt less than valued that my father didn¡¯t seem concerned about my safety. But that feeling was cancelled one spring evening.

It had been a particularly difficult week at college after long hours in labs. I longed for home. When the bus reached the stop, I stepped off and dragged my suitcase to begin the long journey home.

A row of hedge£¨Ê÷À飩edged the driveway that climbed the hill to our house. Once I had turned off the highway to start the last lap of my journey, I always had a sense of relief to see the hedge because it meant that I was almost home. On that particular evening, the hedge had just come into view when. I realized it was the top of my father¡¯s head. Then I know, each time I¡¯d come home, he had stood behind the hedge , watching, until he knew I had arrived safely. I swallowed hard against the tears. He did care, after all.

On later visits, that spot of gray became my watchtower. I could hardly wait until I was close enough to watch for its secret movement above the greenery. Upon reaching home, I would find my father sitting innocently in his chair.¡°So! My son, it¡¯s you!¡± he¡¯d say, his face lengthening into pretended surprise.

I replied, ¡°Yes, Dad ,it¡¯s me. I¡¯m home.¡±

¡¾1¡¿What does the underlined word ¡°grumbled¡±in Paragraph I probably mean?

A. Accepted happily. B. Spoke unhappily.

C. Agreed willingly. D. Explained clearly.

¡¾2¡¿What made the author feel upset was _____.

A. the tiredness after long hours in labs.

B. the fear of seeing something moving.

C. the feeling of being less than valued.

D. the loneliness of riding the bus home.

¡¾3¡¿The author¡¯s father watched behind the hedge because_______.

A. he wanted to help his son build up courage.

B. he was concerned about his son¡¯s safety.

C. he didn¡¯t want to meet his son at the doorway.

D. he didn¡¯t think his son was old enough to walk alone.

¡¾4¡¿Which of the following can be the best title for the text?

A. Terrible Journey Home. B. My College Life.

C. My Father¡¯s Secret. D. Riding Bus Alone.

¡¾ÌâÄ¿¡¿Raised in a motherless home, my father was extremely tightfisted towards us children. His attitude didn¡¯t soften as I grew into adulthood and went to college. I had to ride the bus whenever I came home. Though the bus stopped about two miles from home, Dad never met me, even in severe weather. If I grumbled, he¡¯d say in his loudest father-voice, ¡°That¡¯s what your legs are for!¡±

The walk didn¡¯t bother me as much as the fear of walking alone along the highway and country roads. I also felt less than valued that my father didn¡¯t seem concerned about my safety. But that feeling was gone one spring evening.

It had been a particularly difficult week at college after long hours in labs. I longed for home. When the bus reached the stop, I stepped off and dragged my suitcase to begin the long journey home.

A row of hedge£¨Ê÷À飩edged the driveway that climbed the hill to our house. Once I had turned off the highway to start the last part of my journey, I always had a sense of relief to see the hedge because it meant that I was almost home. On that particular evening, the hedge had just come into view when I saw something gray moving along the top of the hedge, moving toward the house. Upon closer observation, I realized it was the top of my father¡¯s head. Then I knew, each time I¡¯d come home, he had stood behind the hedge, watching, until he knew I had arrived safely. I swallowed hard against the tears. He did care, after all.

On later visits, that spot of gray became my watchtower. I could hardly wait until I was close enough to watch for its secret movement above the greenery. Upon reaching home, I would find my father sitting innocently(ÌìÕæµØ) in his chair. ¡°So! My son, it¡¯s you!¡± he¡¯d say, his face lengthening into pretended surprise.

I replied, ¡°Yes, Dad, it¡¯s me. I¡¯m home.¡±

¡¾1¡¿What does the underlined word ¡°grumbled¡± in Paragraph 1 probably mean?

A. Accepted happily. B. Explained clearly.

C. Agreed willingly. D. Spoke unhappily.

¡¾2¡¿What made the author feel upset was ______.

A. the tiredness after long hours in labs

B. the fear of seeing something moving

C. the feeling of being less than valued

D. the loneliness of riding the bus home

¡¾3¡¿The author¡¯s father watched behind the hedge because ______.

A. he was concerned about his son¡¯s safety

B. he wanted to help his son build up courage

C. he didn¡¯t want to meet his son at the doorway

D. he didn¡¯t think his son was old enough to walk alone

¡¾4¡¿Which of the following can be the best title for the text?

A. My Father¡¯s Secret. B. My College Life.

C. Terrible Journey Home. D. Riding Bus Alone.

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