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Today I am known for my voice. But it 31 a long time to believe I could read well. When I was young I stuttered (结巴) 32 badly that I was completely 33 to speak in public.

34 , when I was 14, Professor Donald Crouch came to our school. He was a retired college professor. He held a book of poems 35 it were a diamond necklace. When he heard our school was 36 Shakespeare, he could no longer 37 not being a part of our school.

When he 38 that I not only loved poetry but was 39 it, we became closer. There was, however, one 40 between us—Professor Crouch could not stand the 41 that I refused to read my poems to the class.

“Jim, poetry is 42 to be read aloud,” he said. “You should be able to speak those beautiful words.” I shook my head and 43 .

Then he tricked me. After handing in a poem, I waited for his 44 . It didn’t come. Instead, one day as the students gathered together, he said to me, “Jim, I don’t think you wrote this.” I 45 him in disbelief. “Why”, I started, “of course I 46 !” “Well, then,” he said, “you’ve got to prove it by getting up and reciting it 47 memory.”

With knees shaking, I walked up. For a moment I stood 48 . Then I began, and kept going. I recited my poem all the way through!

Afterwards, Professor Crouch congratulated me, and 49 me to read other writers’ poems before the public.

Before long, I discovered I did have a (n) 50 and found my fellow students actually looked forward to hearing me recite.

A. lasted B. took C. was D. wasted

A. so B. fairly C. such D. rather

A. uncertain B. unlikely C. unbelievable D. unable

A. But B. Besides C. Then D. However

A. even if B. so that C. as if D. like

A. acting B. teaching C. liking D. choosing

A. prevent B. help C. keep D. stand

A. learn B. knew C. decided D. proved

A. writing B. reading C. reciting D. saving

A. difference B. difficulty C. promise D. friendship

A. question B. idea C. fact D. mind

A. said B. meant C. caused D. prepared

A. answered back B. showed up C. turned away D. stuck to

A. poem B. praise C. return D. opinion

A. replied to B. laughed at C. pointed to D. stared at

A. could B. did C. should D. had

A. with B. of C. from D. in

A. changeless B. hopeless C. helpless D. breathless

A. enabled B. persuaded C. encouraged D. supported

A. voice B. sound C. appearance D. interest

One evening I was resting in a cafe. I 36 a pair of newly bought white leather shoes, which were rather expensive. Then a boy came to me.
He was in a(n) 37 shirt, looking pale and about eleven. No sooner had I begun to speak than he opened the 38 in his hand and took out the tools of shoe-polishing. He 39 down, took off my leather shoes, and began to shine them.
He was busy doing his work 40 heavy rain began to pour down. People rushed to the café for 41 from the rain. More and more people crowded 42 and gradually separated the boy from me.
Hours passed, and it turned 43 . I had no shoes on my feet and 44 where the boy had been. I thought he would not 45 my shoes, and I would have to go home on my bare feet.
When it was near midnight the 46 ended, and there were fewer and fewer people in the café. The café was to be 47 . I had to move to the door, head 48 . just as I went to the gate, I 49 found that a boy of about eleven, looking very familiar, was sleeping at the 50 with his head leaning against a box and his upper body being 51 . he held a package made of his shirt tightly in his arms..
I shook him slightly and woke him up. He 52 up and rubbed his eyes for a while before he recognized me. Then he opened the package 53 , gave me my leather shoes, and apologized to me shyly. I 54 him and wrapped him with his unfit shirt, which had wrapped my leather shoes. On my way home, the 55 of the boy stayed in my mind.

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On a cold winter morning, my mother and I were walking home from a pizza store. We were dressed warmly and equipped with the video we had been 26  to watch. I was feeling a little 27 , as I was carrying our shopping bags of snacks and the video.
They were so heavy that I decided to 28  some things. So I started to walk towards the garbage can when I noticed a poor man 29  his bike out of the restaurant in front of us. He held a paper bag with his dirty hand. He 30  over to another nearby garbage can and started 31 it.
I suddenly felt very 32 . I knew this man would take all he could get, 33 I walked up to him and 34 the drink and some snacks over to him. The man, with lines on his face and wrinkles on his forehead, looked up in 35 and took what I gave him.
A huge smile 36 across his face and this 37 me to feel indescribable satisfaction. I felt like I couldn’t be 38 with myself, but then he said: “Wow, first someone gives me this sandwich, then this drink, and now some 39 food; this is my daughter’s 40 day!”
He thanked me happily and started off 41 his bike. I even heard him whistling a song as he rode away.
I now 42 what is meant by the saying “giving is getting”. Everyone in the world needs help, everyone can 43 help and everyone will be helped by showing 44 .
The image of that man’s happiness caused by my small gift appears in my mind 45 I have the chance to do something nice.
26．A．drinking      B．eating          C．dying          D．living
27．A．excited                 B．puzzled        C．tired                   D．satisfied
28．A．pick out          B．eat up            C．put down      D．throw away
29．A．running                B．walking           C．dragging      D．pulling
30．A．headed          B．rode               C．ran               D．fled
31．A．breaking into B．looking through C．staring at    D．searching for
32．A．cold             B．afraid             C．guilty           D．content
33．A．but                    B．because            C．so                D．if
34．A．turned           B．thought           C．took              D．handed
35．A．surprise        B．detail               C．case                    D．return
36．A．disappeared    B．paused             C．existed             D．spread
37．A．made             B．forced             C．caused           D．gave
38．A．sadder             B．angrier            C．happier            D．crazier
39．A．cheap           B．tasty                C．clean               D．useful
40．A．lucky             B．busy                C．interesting      D．quiet
41．A．by                      B．on                   C．in                  D．with
42．A．remember        B．understand      C．appreciate      D．recognize
43．A．refuse           B．receive            C．offer              D．find
44．A．kindness          B．eagerness         C．willingness       D．braveness
45．A．every time     B．last time              C．atother times         D．next time

Pete Richards was the loneliest man in town on the day that little Jean Grace opened the door of his shop.

Pete's grandfather had owned the shop until his death. Then the shop became Pete's. The front window was full of beautiful old things: jewelry of a hundred years ago, gold and silver boxes, carved figures from China and Japan and other nations.

On this winter afternoon, a child stood there, her face close to the window. With large and serious eyes, she studied each piece in the window. Then, looking pleased, she stepped back from the window and went into the shop. Pete himself stood behind the counter. His eyes were cold as he looked at the small girl. “Please,” she began, “would you let me look at the pretty string of blue beads in the window?” Pete took the string of blue beads from the window. The beads were beautiful against his hand as he held the necklace up for her to see.

“They are just right,” said the child as though she were alone with the beads. “Will you wrap them up in pretty paper for me, please? I've been looking for a really wonderful Christmas present for my sister.”

“How much money do you have?” asked Pete.

She put a handful of pennies on the counter. “This is all I have,” she explained simply. “I've been saving the money for my sister's present.”

Pete looked at her, his eyes thoughtful. Then he carefully closed his hand over the price mark on the necklace so that she could not see it. How could he tell her the price? The happy look in her big blue eyes struck him like the pain of an old wound.

“Just a minute,” he said and went to the back of the shop. “What's your name?” he called out. He was very busy about something.

“Jean Grace,” answered the child.

When Pete returned to the front of the shop, he held a package in his hand. It was wrapped in pretty Christmas paper.

“There you are,” he said. “Don't lose it on the way home.”

She smiled happily at him as she ran out of the door. Through the window he watched her go. He felt more alone than ever.

Something about Jean Grace and her string of beads had made him feel once more the pain of his old grief. The child's hair was as yellow as the sunlight; her eyes were as blue as the sea. Once upon a time, Pete had loved a girl with hair of that same yellow and with eyes just as blue. And the necklace of blue stones had been meant for her.

But one rainy night, a car had gone off the road and struck the girl. After she died, Pete felt that he had nothing left in the world except his grief. The blue eyes of Jean Grace brought him out of that world of self-pity and made him remember again all that he had lost. The pain of remembering was so great that Pete wanted to run away from the happy Christmas shoppers who came to look at his beautiful old things during the next ten days.

When the last shopper had gone, late on Christmas Eve, the door opened and a young woman came in. Pete could not understand it, but he felt that he had seen her before. Her hair was sunlight yellow and her eyes were sea-blue. Without speaking, she put on the counter a package wrapped in pretty Christmas paper. When Pete opened the package, the string of blue beads lay again before him.

“Did this come from your shop?” she asked.

Pete looked at her with eyes no longer cold. “Yes, it did,” he said.

“Are the stones real?”

“Yes. They aren't the best turquoise(绿松石), but they are real.”

“Can you remember to whom you sold them?”

“She was a small girl. Her name was Jean. She wanted them for her sister's Christmas present.”

“How much were they?”

“I can't tell you that,” he said. “The seller never tells anyone else what a buyer pays.”

“But Jean has never had more than a few pennies. How could she pay for them?”

“She paid the biggest price one can ever pay,” he said.

For a moment there was no sound in the little shop. Then somewhere in the city, church bells began to ring. It was midnight and the beginning of another Christmas Day.

“But why did you do it?” the girl asked.

Pete put the package into her hands.

“There is no one else to whom I can give a Christmas present,” he said. “It is already Christmas morning. Will you let me take you to your home? I would like to wish you a Merry Christmas at your door.”

And so, to the sound of many bells, Pete Richards and a girl whose name he had not yet learned walked out into the hope and happiness of a new Christmas Day.

1.When Pete saw Jean Grace, he was ______.

A. very enthusiastic, hoping for some business to be done

B. cold but he still served the young customer

C. cold, unwilling to serve the young customer

D. very warm to the young customer though he did not want to sell anything to her

2.Pete did not say the price of the necklace because ______.

A. the seller never tells anyone else what a buyer pays

B. he priced the necklace too high

C. he knew it would disappoint the girl

D. he didn't want to sell the necklace

3.The eyes of Jean Grace brought Pete out of his world of self-pity and he ______.

A. tried to forget the memory of his sweetheart

B. began to look at the world optimistically

C. remembered his lost love

D. no longer felt the pain in him

4.A young woman came into the shop because ______.

A. she was afraid that there might be some mistake

B. she thought that the stones she had bought were not real

C. she was not sure if she could get more stones like those

D. she did not like what she had once bought

5.By saying “She paid the biggest price one can ever pay,” Pete meant that Jean Grace .

A. gave the most money for the necklace

B. gave all she had with her for the necklace

C. appreciated the value of the necklace

D. wanted to have the best thing in the shop

6. At the end of the story we see that Pete _____.

A. found another girl that he could trust

B. met someone who truly loved him

C. found a place to go at last

D. regained his ability to love

The young boy saw me, or rather, he saw the car and quickly ran up to me, eager to sell his Hunches (串) of bananas and bags of peanuts．Though he appeared to be about twelve, he seemed to have already known the bitterness of life．“Banana 300 naira．Peanuts 200 naira.” He said in a low voice．I bargained him down to 200 total for the fruit and nuts．When he agreed, I handed him a 500 naira bill．He didn’t have change, so I told him not to worry．He said thanks and smiled a row of perfect teeth.

When, two weeks later, I saw the boy again, I was more aware of my position in a society where it’s not that uncommon to see a little boy who should be in school standing on the corner selling fruit in the burning sun．My parents had raised me to be aware of the advantage we had been afforded and the responsibility it brought to us. I pulled over and rolled down my window．He had a bunch of bananas and a bag of peanuts ready．I waved them away．“What’s up?” I asked him．“I … I don’t have money to buy books for school.” I reached into my pocket and handed him two fresh 500 naira bills．

“Will this help?” I asked．He looked around nervously before taking the money．One thousand naira was a lot of money to someone whose family probably made about 5,000 naira or less each year．

“Thank you, sir,” he said．“Thank you very much!”

When driving home, I wondered if my little friend actually used the money for schoolbooks.

What if he’s a swindler (骗子)? And then I wondered why I did it．Did I do it to make myself feel better? Was I using him? Later, I realized that I didn’t know his name or the least bit about him, nor did I think to ask.

Over the next six months, I was busy working in a news agency in northern Nigeria. Sometime after I returned, I went out for a drive．When I was about to pull over, the boy suddenly appeared by my window with a big smile ready on his face. “Oh, gosh! Long time.” “Are you in school now?” I asked. He nodded. “That’s good,” I said．A silence fell as we looked at each other, and then I realized what he wanted．“Here,” I held out a 500 naira bill．“Take this.” He shook his head and stepped back as if hurt．“What’s wrong?” I asked．“It’s a gift.” He shook his head again and brought his hand from behind his back．His face shone with sweat．He dropped a bunch of bananas and a bag of peanuts in the front seat before he said, “I’ve been waiting to give these to you.”

1.What was the author’s first impression of the boy?

A．He seemed to be poor and greedy． B．He seemed to have suffered a lot.

C．He seemed younger than his age D．He seemed good at bargaining.

2.The second time the author met the boy, the boy _____.

A．told him his purpose of selling fruit and nuts

B．wanted to express his thanks

C．asked him for money for his schoolbooks

D．tried to take advantage of him

3.Why did the author give his money to the boy?

A．Because he had enough money to do that.

B．Because he had learnt to help others since childhood.

C．Because he held a higher position in the society.

D．Because he had been asked by the news agency to do so.

4.Which of the following best describes the boy?

A．Brave and polite． B．Kind and smart.

C．Honest and thankful． D．Shy and nervous.

He held a ________ stick and ________the cave.

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He held a stick and the cave.