That cold January night,I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco．There I was,walking home at one in the morning after a tiring practice at the theater．With opening night only a week away,I was still learning my lines．I was having trouble dealing with my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time．As I walked,I thought seriously about giving up both acting and San Francisco．City life had become too much for me．
As I walked down empty streets under tall buildings,I felt very small and cold．I began running,both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers（抢劫犯）．Very few people were still out except a few sad-looking homeless people under blankets．
About a block from my apartment（公寓房间）,I heard a sound behind me I turned quickly,half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun．The street was empty．All I saw was a shining streetlight．Still,the noise had made me nervous,so I started to run faster．Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I realize what the noise had been．It had been my wallet falling to the sidewalk．
Suddenly I wasn't cold or tired anymore．I ran out of the door and back to where I'd heard the noise．Although I searched the sidewalk anxiously for fifteen minutes,my wallet was nowhere to be found．
Just as I was about to give up the search,I heard the garbage truck（垃圾车）pull up to the sidewalk next to me．When a voice called from the inside,“Alisa Camacho?”I thought I was dreaming．How could this man know my name?The door opened,and out jumped a small red-haired man withan amused look in his eyes．“Is this what you're looking for?”he asked,holding up a small square shape．
It was nearly 3 A．M．by the time I got into bed．I wouldn't get much sleep that night,but I had gotten my wallet back．I also had gotten back some enjoyment of city life．I realized that the city couldn't be a bad place as long as people were willing to help each other．
(1)
How did the writer feel when she was walking home after work?
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A．
Cold and sick．
B．
Fortunate and hopeful．
C．
Satisfied and cheerful．
D．
Disappointed and helpless．
(2)
From the first paragraph,we learn that the writer was busy ________
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A．
solving her problem at the bank
B．
taking part in various city activities
C．
learning acting in an evening school
D．
preparing for the first night show
(3)
On her way home the writer ________
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A．
lost her wallet unknowingly
B．
was stopped by a garbage truck driver
C．
was robbed of her wallet by an armed man
D．
found some homeless people following her
(4)
In the fifth paragraph,why did the writer say she was dreaming?
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A．
Someone offered to take her back home．
B．
A red-haired man came to see her．
C．
She heard someone call her name．
D．
Her wallet was found in a garbage truck．
(5)
From the text,we can infer that the writer ________
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A．
would stop working at night
B．
would stay on in San Francisco
C．
would make friends with cleaners
D．
would give up her job at the bank
阅读理解
I began reading words when I was eight months old．By the time I was two, I had read Charlotte’s Web．My parents thought it was odd, but because I didn’t have any siblings for them to compare me with, they didn’t realise just how odd．
At pre-school in Northport, New York, I quickly overtook everyone．At seven, I was going into high school for my classes but still doing all my social activities with kids my age．But when I was nine, the public school administration said that I had to go to high school full-time with 16-year-olds．I didn’t want to, because some kids there were always teasing me -it was pretty horrible when they called me a know-it-all and tried to grab my homework．
My parents tried to find me another school but, in the end, because I was so advanced, the only place that was on the same level as me was State University of New York at Stony Brook．
The admissions people said that if I thought I could manage I could have a place, as long as my mother accompanied me to classes．
So, aged 10, I started an undergraduate degree in applied mathematics．I was frightened on my first day, but I was also excited that I was going to attend my first real physics class．Most of the teachers were nice but one or two didn’t like me．One professor said that just because I did as well as the other, male, students, it didn’t mean I was as good as them．But the students were supportive and my parents always made sure that I had a group of friends of my own age; they didn’t want me to be a social misfit．
I graduated summa cum laude(with the highest honor)when I was 14 -the youngest student ever to do so in the US．
I was a perfectionist; I don’t think I would have settled for less than that．I went on to Drexel University and, at 17, I was awarded a Master’s and continued to study for a Ph．D．
But that was when I grew disillusioned with the science world．I saw bad conduct and realised that some professors weren’t motivated by a love of science．I fell out with the adviser who was supervising my Ph．D．I charged Drexel University in a civil lawsuit and the case has now gone into private, binding arbitration(仲裁)．
I believe my adviser applied for grants and patents using my ideas, and took credit for them．He denies this and has accused me of stealing his work．Even though the university has cleared me of plagiarism(剽窃)it has still refused to award me my Ph．D．
At the time I was fully expecting to receive my PhD, I applied for a post teaching advanced technology fusion at Konkuk university in Seoul．When I was appointed, I was just under 19, so I made it into Guinness World Records．
In South Korea, I was treated as a minor celebrity．People stared at me wherever I went on campus, and I was asked to give inspirational talks to teenagers．But I didn’t renew my contract：I’d had a great year, but I wanted to come home．
I still don’t have my PhD and I am angry and disappointed about that．I worked so hard all my life and my research ended up going nowhere．
There’s always hope, but the experience at Drexel has derailed me．If a university gave me a place to complete my studies, I would take it．But I am someone who is suing her former university, so a lot of colleges are afraid to touch me．
For now, I’m enrolled in law school and training to be a lawyer．I want to combine legal and science knowledge so that I can protect people’s research rights．
It’s strange being back at school：I’m 21 years old and for the first time in my life, I’m the same age as the other students．
(1)
The underlined word “siblings” in the first paragraph probably means _________．
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A．
children
B．
friends
C．
classmates
D．
brothers or sisters
(2)
How would the author describe her high school experience?
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A．
sweet
B．
awful
C．
boring
D．
pleasant
(3)
When the author attended State University of New York, _________．
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A．
all the professors liked her
B．
the students there were friendly to her
C．
her mother expected her to make friends with her classmates
D．
she became the youngest graduate in the USA
(4)
The underlined sentence “But that was when I was disillusioned with the science world” suggests that the author _________．
[ ]
A．
felt disappointed with what some scientists do
B．
grew old enough to be a scientist
C．
was treated as a real scientist
D．
became motivated by a love of science
(5)
What probably made it difficult for her to be admitted by another university other than Drexel?
[ ]
A．
Her GPA
B．
Her performances at Konkuk university in Seoul
C．
Her relationship with Drexel University
D．
She was accused of plagiarism by her supervisor
(6)
How does the writer feel when she was writing this passage?
