题目内容
He fell down onto the ground as he was cleaning the window, and what’s more, he sprained his w_____.
wrist
The day my fiancé fell to his death, it started to snow, just like the bottom hadn’t fallen out of my world when he fell off the roof. His body, when I found it, was lightly covered with snow. It snowed almost every day for the next four months, while I sat on the couch and watched it pile up.
One morning, I shuffled(拖着脚步走) downstairs and was surprised to see a snowplow(扫雪机) clearing my driveway and the bent back of a woman shoveling my walk. I dropped to my knees, crawled through the living room, and back upstairs so those good Samaritans would not see me. I was mortified. My first thought was, how would I ever repay them? I didn’t have the strength to brush my hair, let alone shovel someone’s walk.
Before Jon’s death, I took pride in the fact that I rarely asked for help or favors. I defined myself 
by my competence and independence. How could I respect myself if all I did was sit on the couch everyday and watch the snow fall?
Learning how to receive the love and support that came my way wasn’t easy. Friends cooked for me and I cried because I couldn’t even help them set the table. “I’m not usually this lazy,” I swept. Finally, my friend Kathy sat down with me and said, “Mary, cooking for you is not a burden. It makes me feel good to be able to do something for you.”
Over and over, I heard similar words of comfort from the people who supported me during those dark days. One very wise man told me, “You are not doing nothing. Being fully open to your grief may be the hardest work you will ever do.”
In many ways I have changed for the better. I have been surprised to learn that there is incredible freedom that comes from facing one’s worst fear and walking away whole.
【小题1】What made the author feel sad?
| A．Her fiancé’s sudden death. | B．Constant heavy snow. |
| C．Her fiancé abandoning her. | D．Her job being refused again. |
| A．Surprised. | B．Angry. | C．Ashamed. | D．Moved. |
| A．herself | B．her friends | C．her fiancé | D．a snowplow |
| A．The author was a capable and independent woman. |
| B．The author was so lazy that she wouldn’t shovel the walk. |
| C．Finally the author got through hardest work bravely. |
| D．When facing the worst fear, you will get strength. |
| A．To talk about her hardest work in her life. |
| B．To talk about her real love between her and her fiancé. |
| C．To tell us to walk out of hardest work confidently and bravely. |
| D．To tell us the importance of friendship. |
I was 9 years old when I found out my father was ill. It was 1994, but I can remember my mother's words as if it were yesterday: “Kerrel, I don't want you to take food from your father, because he has AIDS. Be very careful when you are around him.”
AIDS wasn't something we talked about in my country when I was growing up. From then on, I knew that this would be a family secret. My parents were not together anymore, and my dad lived alone. For a while, he could take care of himself. But when I was 12, his condition worsened. My father's other children lived far away, so it fell to me to look after him.
We couldn't afford all the necessary medication for him, and because Dad was unable to work, I had no money for school supplies and often couldn't even buy food for dinner. I would sit in class feeling completely lost, the teacher's words muffled as I tried to figure out how I was going to manage.
I did not share my burden (负担) with anyone. I had seen how people reacted to AIDS. Kids laughed at classmates who had parents with the disease. And even adults could be cold. When my father was moved to the hospital, the nurses would leave his food on the bedside table even though he was too weak to feed himself.
I had known that he was going to die, but after so many years of keeping his condition a secret, I was completely unprepared when he reached his final days. Sad and hopeless, I called a woman at the nonprofit National AIDS Support. That day, she kept me on the phone for hours. I was so lucky to find someone who cared. She saved my life.
I was 15 when my father died. He took his secret away with him, having never spoken about AIDS to anyone, even me. He didn't want to call attention to AIDS. I do.
【小题1】Which of the following statements about Kerrel’s father is true?
| A．He had stayed in the hospital since he fell ill. |
| B．He depended on the nurses in his final days. |
| C．He told no one about his disease. |
| D．He worked hard to pay for his medication. |
| A．Kerrel couldn't understand her teacher. |
| B．Kerrel had special difficulty in hearing. |
| C．Kerrel was too troubled to focus on the lesson. |
| D．Kerrel was too tired to hear her teacher's words. |
| A．She was afraid of being looked down upon. |
| B．She thought it was shameful to have AIDS. |
| C．She found no one willing to listen to her. |
| D．She wanted to obey her mother. |
| A．To tell people about the sufferings of her father. |
| B．To show how little people knew about AIDS. |
| C．To remember her father. |
| D．To draw people's attention to AIDS. |
阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（Ａ、Ｂ、Ｃ和Ｄ）中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
He fell in love with her at the first sight at a party. She was so outstanding while he was so 36 . At the end of the party, he invited her to have 37 with him. She was very 38 , but she promised.
Sitting in a nice coffee shop, he was too 39 to say anything. Suddenly he
said to the waiter,“ Would you please give me some 40 ?” Everybody stared at him, so strange！His face turned red, but still, he 41 the salt in his coffee and drank it.
She asked him 42 ,“Why do you have this 43 ?”
He replied,“ When I was a little boy, I was living near the 44 . Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood and my 45 .”
While saying that tears 46 his eyes. She was deeply 47 . That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. Later they got 48 … And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that’s the way he liked it.
After 40 years, he passed away, leaving her a letter which 49 :
My dearest, please forgive my lie, the only 50 I said to you --the salty coffee. The first time we 51 I was so nervous that actually I wanted some sugar. I 52 to tell you the truth many times, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have 53 not to lie to you forever… Having you is my biggest happiness even though I have to drink the salty coffee.
Her tears 54 the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, “What’s the taste of salty coffee?” She replied, “It’s 55 .”
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