When my brother and I were young, my mom would take us on Transportation Days.

It goes like this: You can’t take any means of transportation more than once. We would start from home, walking two blocks to the rail station. We’d take the train into the city center, then a bus, switching to the tram, then maybe a taxi. We always considered taking a horse carriage in the historic district, but we didn’t like the way the horses were treated, so we never did. At the end of the day, we took the subway to our closet station, where Mom’s friend was waiting to give us a ride home——our first car ride of the day.

The good thing about Transportation Days is not only that Mom taught us how to get around. She was born to be multimodal (多方式的). She understood that depending on cars only was a failure of imagination and, above all, a failure of confidence—the product of a childhood not spent exploring subway tunnels.

Once you learn the route map and step with certainty over the gap between the train and the platform, nothing is frightening anymore. New cities are just light-rail lines to be explored. And your personal car, if you have one, becomes just one more tool in the toolbox—and often an inadequate one, limiting both your mobility and your wallet.

On Transportation Days, we might stop for lunch on Chestnut Street or buy a new book or toy, but the transportation was the point. First, it was exciting enough to watch the world speed by from the train window. As I got older, my mom helped me unlock the mysteries that would otherwise have paralyzed my first attempts to do it myself: How do I know where to get off? How do I know how much it costs? How do I know when I need tickets, and where to get them? What track, what line, which direction, where’s the stop, and will I get wet when we go under the river?

I’m writing this right now on an airplane, a means we didn’t try on our Transportation Days and, we now know, the dirtiest and most polluting of them all. My flight routed me through Philadelphia. My multimodal mom met me for dinner in the airport. She took a train to meet me.

1.Which was forbidden by Mom on Transportation Days?

A. Having a car ride.

B. Taking the train twice.

C. Buying more than one toy.

D. Touring the historic district.

2.According to the writer, what was the greatest benefit of her Transportation Days?

A. Building confidence in herself.

B. Reducing her use of private cars.

C. Developing her sense of direction.

D. Giving her knowledge about vehicles.

3.The underlined word “paralyzed” (in Para. 5) is closest in meaning to “_______”.

A. displayed

B. justified

C. ignored

D. ruined

4.Which means of transportation does the writer probably disapprove of?

A. Airplane.

B. Subway.

C. Tram.

D. Car.

 

When my brother and I were young, my mom would take us on Transportation Days.

It goes like this: You can't take any means of transportation more than once. We would start from home, walking two blocks to the rail station. We'd take the train into the city center, then a bus, switching to the train, then maybe a taxi. We always considered taking a horse carriage in the historic district, but we didn't like the way the horses were treated, so we never did. At the end of the day, we took the subway to our closest station, where Mom's friend was waiting to give us a ride home—our first car ride of the day.

The good thing about Transportation Days is not only that Mom taught us how to get around. She was born to be multimodal (多方式的). She understood that depending on cars only was a  failure of imagination and, above all, a failure of confidence—the product of a childhood not spent exploring subway tunnels.

Once you learn the route map and step with certainty over the gap between the train and the platform, nothing is frightening anymore. New cities are just light­rail lines to be explored. And your personal car, if you have one, becomes just one more tool in the toolbox—and often an inadequate one, limiting both your mobility and your wallet.

On Transportation Days, we might stop for lunch on Chestrut Street or buy a new book or toy, but the transportation was the point. First, it was exciting enough to watch the world speed by from the train window. As I got older, my mom helped me unlock the mysteries that would otherwise have paralyzed my first attempts to do it myself: How do I know where to get off? How do I know how much it costs? How do I know when I need tickets, and where to get them? What track, what line, which direction, where's the stop, and will I get wet when we go under the river?

I'm writing this right now on an airplane, a means we didn't try on our Transportation Days and, we now know, the dirtiest and most polluting of them all. My flight routed me through Philadelphia. My multimodal mom met me for dinner in the airport. She took a train to meet me.

1. According to the writer, what was the greatest benefit of her Transportation Days?

A.Building confidence in herself.

B.Reducing her use of private cars.

C.Developing her sense of direction.

D.Giving her knowledge about vehicles.

2. The underlined word “paralyzed”(in Para.5) is closest in meaning to “________”.

A.displayed      B.justified       C.ignored       D.ruined

3. Which means of transportation does the writer probably disapprove of?

A.Airplane.      B.Subway.       C.Train.        D.Car.

 

Mom was right! If you say thank you, for even the smallest gift or slightest show of kindness, you’ll feel happy.

    Gratitude, says Robert A. Emmons, a professor of psychology at the University of California, is an important element of happiness. In his recent book, Thanks!, Emmons uses the first major study on gratitude to prove mom’s point.

    As one of the leading scholars of the positive psychology movement, he admits gratitude may be difficult to express. He advises you to begin by admitting that life is good and full of events and elements that make daily existence a wonder. Second, recognize that the source of life’s goodness is more than just you. That source may be your mom, a friend, partner, child, colleague at work or play.

    Gratitude is always other-directed, notes Emmons. You can be pleased or angry with yourself and feel guilty about doing something wrong, but you can never be grateful to or for yourself.

    Expressing gratitude shouldn’t be a reaction; it should be a state of mind. To feel grateful when life is a breeze and you have more than you need is easy. To feel grateful in time of crisis—anger, hatred and bitterness—is easier. Also, too many people are aware of life’s blessings only after these are lost.

    It’s crisis and chaos—danger, disease, disability and death—that bring many individuals to realize just how dependent they are on others. Yet it’s the way each of us begins life and ends it. It’s too bad that so many people waste those decades in between laboring under the illusion(幻觉) they are self-sufficient, says Emmons.

    The abundance of voices expressing gratitude from his studies of individuals with chronic health problems is many. But Emmons goes beyond his “groundbreaking” science to make his case for gratitude by including the inspirational writings of philosophers, novelists and saints, as well as the beliefs of various religious and their respective scripture(经文). Taken together, these observations are summed up quite nicely by famous humanist Albert Schweitzer, who said the secret of life is “giving thanks for everything”.

    To enable and embrace gratitude, Emmons encourages the readers of Thanks! to keep a gratitude diary. He even provides easy-to-follow directions on how to practise and develop gratitude.

    I’m not a reader or advocate of self-help books, but I am thankful for the reference I found in a newspaper article to the research Emmons was conducting on gratitude involving organ donors and recipients. The chance discovery led me to this book.

    Mom implied that kindness seems to find its way back to the giver because life really is all about giving, receiving and repaying. So I’ll pay attention to her professional advice and say: Thank you, professor Emmons.

1.. What is the text mainly discussed?

A. There are many ways of being thankful.

B. Gratitude is important to happiness.

C. Mom is great for her being thankful.     

D. Being thankful will keep you fit.

2.. The author mentions Robert A. Emmons’ book Thanks! in order to prove that __________.

A. Professor Emmons supports mom’s study on psychology.  

B. mom is as great a psychologist as Professor Emmons.

C. Professor Emmons is a famous psychologist.

D. mom is right about her viewpoint on gratitude.

3.. It will be easier for you to feel grateful when___________.

A. you live a comfortable life    

B. you receive gifts on your birthday

C. you get help during your hard times

D. you are congratulated on your success

4. What is the opinion of Professor Emmons?

A. It is enough to thank others orally

B. Whether you are thankful is always up to you

C. Remember to be thankful anytime and anywhere

D. It is easier to be thankful for yourself than for others.

5. In the writer’s opinion, Emmon’s book Thanks! On gratitude is________.

A. one-side   B. reasonable  C. puzzling  D. helpful

 

 

  My daddy doesn’t know how to express love. It is my mum that makes everyone happy and calm in

our family; while Daddy only works day and night, never looking us in the face. But Mum makes a

wrongdoing list of us for Daddy scolding us. She was a spy!

  Once, I stole a candy. Daddy asked me to put it back and told the shopkeeper I would like to carry

loads for her. Well, Mum told him I was jut a child.

  I broke my leg on the playground. It’s still Mum that held me tightly in her warm arms. Daddy

drove us right to emergency room. He was asked to move the car away for that space was for

ambulance. Daddy got angry, “What do you think of it? A touring car?”

  On my birthday party, it was, again, my mum that took over the cake for me. And my dad was busy

with blowing balloons and setting the table and doing the housework.

  While looking over our album, my friends always ask, “What does your father look like?” God

knows. He photos others all the time. So there are many photos of my mum and me, pretty and lovely

photos.

  And I still remembered the day when dad taught me riding. I asked him not to let his hands away,

but he did the opposite. And I certainly fell onto the ground. I got angry and decided to get on the bike

and rode. But he smiled again.

  Mum wrote every letter to me while I was in college. He, except checks, did write a letter, but

extremely short, just a few words, saying, “Without your playing on the lawn, my son, my lawn grows

prettier than before.”

  Every time I phoned, it seemed that he wanted to talk, but he would say, “I will get your mum.”

  On the day of my wedding, Mum cried as if we would never meet again, while dad went out with a

nasal sound.

  From very young, I heard him saying, “Where have you been?” “When do you go home?” “Did you

get oil for your car?” “…” Dad really knows nothing about showing love. Unless…

  Maybe he showed while I didn’t notice.

1. From the first and second paragraphs, we can infer that ______.

  A. it was the daddy that was in charge of his children’s education

  B. the writer’s parents loved their children, at the same time, they were strict with them

  C. the children were all afraid of their father so they had to be cute

  D. the writer’s mom was like a spy who reported what the children did to the father

2. Why did the father get angry when he sent the writer to the hospital?

  A. Because he parked his car at a wrong place.

  B. Because the parking space of the ambulance was very crowded.

  C. Because the writer’s injury made the father quite upset.

  D. Because the person paid little attention to his son’s serious injury.

3. According to Paragraph Six, we know the father______.

  A. was not patient when he taught the writer riding

  B. might want to see his child fall off the bike

  C. used a wrong way of teaching his child riding

  D. might want his son to learn riding through independent practice

4. Which of the following is NOT true according to the passage?

  A. The dad posted checks to the writer while he was in college.

  B. The dad had no single photo of his own in the album.

  C. The dad scolded the writer for having damaged the lawn.

  D. The dad got excited when participating in the writer’s wedding.

 

第三部分阅读理解(共20小题;每小题2分,满分40分)

(共15小题;每小题2分,满分30分)

My daddy doesn’t know how to express love at all. It is my mum that makes everyone happy and calm in our family; while daddy only works day and night, never looking us in the face. But mum makes a wrongdoing list of us for daddy scolding us. She’s a spy!

  Once, I stole a candy. Daddy asked me to put it back and told the shopkeeper that I would like to carry loads for her. Well, mum told him I was just a child.

  I broke my leg on the playground. It’s still mum that held me tightly in her warm arms. Daddy drove us right to the emergency room. He was asked to move the car away for that vacant was for ambulance. Daddy got angry, “what do you think of it? A touring car?”

  On my birthday party, it was, again, my mum that took over the cake for me. My dad? He was busy blowing balloons and setting the table and doing the housework.

  While looking over our album, friends always ask, “What does your father look like?” God knows. He photos others all the time. So there are many and many photos of my mum and me, pretty and lovely photos.

  And I still remembered the day when dad taught me riding. I asked him not to let his hands away, but he did the opposite. And I certainly fell onto the ground. I got angry and decided to get on the bike and rode. But he smiled again.

  Mum wrote every letter to me while I was in college. He, except checks, did write a letter, but extremely short, just a few words, saying, “Without your playing on the lawn, my son, my lawn grows prettier than before.”

  Every time I phoned, it seemed he wanted to talk, but he would say, “I will get your mum.”

  On the day of my wedding, mum cried as if we would never meet again, while dad went out with a nasal sound.

  From very young, I heard him saying, “Where have you been?” “When do you go home?” “Did you get oil for your car?” “No, I don’t agree.” Dad really knows nothing about showing love. Unless... 

Maybe he showed while I didn’t notice, is it?

56. From the first and second paragraphs, we can infer that____.

A. it was the daddy that was in charge of his children’s education

B. the writer’s parents loved their children; at the same time, they were strict with them

C. the children were all afraid of their father so they had to be cute

D. the writer’s mom was like a spy who reported what the children did to the father

57. Why did the father get angry when he sent the writer to the hospital?

A. Because he parked his car at a wrong place.

B. Because the parking space of the ambulance was very crowded.

C. Because the writer’s injury made the father quite upset.

D. Because the person paid little attention to his son’s serious injury.

58. According to Paragraph Six, we know the father ____.

A. was not patient when he taught the writer riding

B. might want to see his child fall off the bike

C. used a wrong way of teaching his child riding

D. might want his son to learn riding through independent practice

59. Which of the following is not true according to the passage?

A. The dad posted checks to the writer while he was in college.

B. The dad had no single photo of his own in the album.

C. The dad scolded the writer for having damaged the lawn.

D. The dad got excited when participating in the writer’s wedding.

 

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