题目内容
His daughter, seeing him worried, asked what was the ________.
- A.matter
- B.wrong
- C.thing
- D.problem
(NEW YORK) A French tourist highly praised for rescuing a two-year-old girl in Manhattan said he didn’t think twice before diving into the freezing East River.
Tuesday’s Daily News said 29-year-old Julien Duret from France was the man who left the spot quickly after the rescue last Saturday.
He lifted the little girl out of the water after she fell off the bank at the South Street Seaport museum. He handed the girl to her father, David Anderson, who had dived in after him.
“I didn’t think at all,” Duret told the Daily News. “It happened very fast. I reacted very fast.”
Duret, an engineer on vacation, was walking with his girlfriend along the pier(码头) when he saw something falling into the water. He thought it was a doll, but realized it was a child when he approached the river. Immediately, he took off his coat and jumped into the water.
When he reached the girl, she appeared lifeless, he said. Fortunately, when she was out of the water, she opened her eyes.
Anderson said his daughter slipped off the bank when he was adjusting his camera. An ambulance came later for her, said Duret, who was handed dry clothes from onlookers. Duret caught a taxi with his girlfriend shortly after.
The rescue happened on the day before he left for France. Duret said he didn’t realize his story of heroism had greatly moved New York until he was leaving the city the next morning.
“I don’t really think I’m a hero,” said Duret. “Anyone would do the same thing.”
【小题1】 Why was Duret in New York?
A.To meet his girlfriend. | B.To spend his holiday. |
C.To work as an engineer. | D.To visit the Andersons. |
A.He was interviewed by a newspaper. |
B.He went to the hospital in the ambulance. |
C.He disappeared from the spot quickly. |
D.He asked his girlfriend for his dry clothes. |
A.David Anderson | B.A passer-by |
C.His girlfriend | D.A taxi driver |
A.A Careless Father | B.A Poor Girl |
C.Warm-hearted Onlookers | D.Brave Frenchman Found |
My dad was never the kind to offer many words of love or encouragement. But we knew he loved us... he just had his own way of showing it.
When I was a teen, we were seasonal campers at a family campground almost an hour outside the city where we lived. Each family had their own campsite with water and electric, and you basically parked your camper there from May through October. Most "Seasonals" visited them every weekend during those months, with the occasional weeklong stay. There were plenty of other kids who camped seasonally each weekend, and they came to be some of my closest friends. Of course, many of them were boys.
We kids paired up with our little boyfriends or girlfriends, and we'd hold hands as we'd walk around the campground. We'd play ping-pong, have some snacks, and play songs. Most weekends were pretty similar, but the couples would change. You'd see so-and-so with a different so-and-so than they were with the weekend before. You know how it is when you're a teen — a three-week relationship is a really long time.
So, needless to say, my teen years were spent with quite a few different boys. But every single one of them had something in common... they'd all received The Evil Eye.
The Evil Eye was a magical sort of thing. One simple look from my dad, and the boy immediately knew not to mess with me. It was as if he could send his warnings through invisible laser(激光)beams that shot directly from his eyes to the boys' brains.
"You will not put your hands on my daughter... You will not kiss my daughter... You will not even whisper sweet nothings into my daughter's ear."
I remember one night in particular, walking with a boy around the campground after dark. We came from one direction, and my dad from the other. The boy and my dad locked eyes for a brief second, then the boy dropped my hand like a hot potato and turned away, giving me a quick, "See ya later."
Yes, the Evil Eye. Best way ever to keep wandering teen boy hands away from your daughters.
【小题1】The Evil Eye in the passage implies that__________.
A.Dad gets angry easily |
B.Dad’s eyes are like evil’s |
C.Dad’s eyes are ugly-looking |
D.Dad’s eyes are protective to his daughter |
A.cause trouble | B.make untidy |
C.get married to | D.talk to |
A.As teenagers, we went camping every weekend. |
B.We made lots of friends during the seasonal camping. |
C.We had regular boyfriends or girlfriends and enjoyed ourselves. |
D.The boy dropped my hand and turned away because he loved The Evil Eye. |
A.is a teenage girl who loves her father |
B.is a teenage boy who hates his father |
C.is now an adult who has come to understand her father’s love |
D.used to be a naughty boy who changed girlfriends now and then |
When I looked at the grade on my math paper my jaw almost dropped to the ground: a big “65” in bright red ink. I had never received such a terrible grade before.
I was so ashamed that when I got home that afternoon I lied to my dad. I told him I got 85 and that the report wouldn’t come until the end of the month. Dad smiled. His daughter would never lie about her grade, so he didn’t doubt the unusual delay of my report.
A month later, Dad casually asked me again about the report at the dinner table. He looked right into my eyes and asked for an answer. Having no choice, I told him that I had in fact got just 65 in my math final. I had lied because I didn’t want to let him down.
For a moment, he just looked at me. I would have preferred a telling off than that silence. Finally, Dad said, in a hurt voice, “You have already let me down, with your lie. I am not disappointed at your math score. That is no big deal – no one can be perfect all the time. But I am very disappointed in you. If you can’t be honest with your dad, who can you be honest with? It’s much easier to achieve a better grade than rebuild someone else’s trust in you.”
Dad’s words touched my heart. I couldn’t forgive myself for having hurt his feelings. I took out the report that I had been hiding for weeks, handed to him and apologized, sincerely. I realized that my honesty is not only important to me personally, but to those around me that truly care about my well-being.
In one of Shakespeare’s plays a character says: “No legacy is so rich as honesty.” After the crisis between Dad and me, I began to understand those words.
【小题1】.The first paragraph may suggest that the author ______.
A.was punished by her father for a bad grade |
B.never expected teachers to give her bad grades |
C.usually got a higher grade |
D.was bad at math |
A.she thought her father would believe her story |
B.she didn’t want to let her father down |
C.her father wouldn’t get her grade report |
D.her father got angry whenever she got a poor grade |
A.He didn’t understand what his daughter had said. |
B.He was angry that his daughter lied to him again. |
C.He was unhappy with his daughter’s bad score. |
D.He was hurt that his daughter had lied to him. |
A.dishonesty may work sometimes, but there is a price to pay |
B.sometimes a lie can make things easier |
C.we should study hard to make our parents happy |
D.we should accept the fact that we are not perfect |