Every morning a woman baked Chapati, an Indian cake, for her family and an extra one for a hungry passerby. She would place the extra cake on the ___(21)___ for someone to take it.

She noticed a hunchback (驼背) came every day and took the extra cake. Instead of expressing ___(22)___, he would mutter (嘀咕) the following words as he went his way: “The evil you do ___(23)___ with you. The good you do, comes back to you!”

This went on day after day. The woman felt very ___(24)___. One day, she decided to ___(25)___ him. She added poison to the cake she prepared for him! As she was about to place it on the window, her hands trembled. She threw his cake into the fire ___(26)___, prepared another one and put it on the window.

As usual, the hunchback came, ___(27)___the cake and muttered the same words. The hunchback proceeded on his way, ___(28)___ nothing about the fight in the mind of the woman.

The woman had a ___(29)___ who had gone to a distant place to ___(30)___ his fortune. Every day, as the woman placed the cake on the window, she offered a ___(31)___ for him. For many months she had no news of him and she prayed for his  ___(32)___ return.

That evening, there was a knock on the door. Opening it, she was surprised to find her son standing there. His clothes and shoes were ___(33)___. He was starved and ___(34)___.

Looking at his mother he said, “Mom, it’s a(n) ___(35)___ I' m here. When 1 was but a mile away, I was so starved that I collapsed (晕倒). I would have died, but for a whole ___(36)___ an old hunchback gave me.”

As the mother heard those words, her face turned ___(37)___. She leaned against the door for ___(38)___. Had she not burnt it in the fire, it would have ___(39)___ her own son!

It was then that she ___(40)___ the significance of the words: “The evil you do remains with you. The good you do, comes back to you!”

1.                A.door           B.roof            C.stone D.window

 

2.                A.concern        B.hope           C.gratitude  D.regret

 

3.                A.agrees         B.remains         C.differs    D.fights

 

4.                A.annoyed        B.delighted        C.disappointed   D.relieved

 

5.                A.look into        B.get rid of        C.search for D.argue with

 

6.                A.immediately     B.fortunately      C.purposely     D.carefully

 

7.                A.checked up     B.picked up       C.ate up    D.threw up

 

8.                A.asking          B.answering       C.knowing  D.wondering

 

9.                A.daughter       B.husband        C.relative   D.son

 

10.               A.get            B.have           C.seek  D.tell

 

11.               A.greeting        B.hello           C.kiss   D.prayer

 

12.               A.double         B.happy          C.safe  D.warm

 

13.               A.broken out      B.worn out        C.cut out    D.thrown out

 

14.               A.strong         B.free           C.happy D.weak

 

15.               A.event          B.miracle         C.mistake   D.surprise

 

16.               A.cake           B.egg            C.meal  D.supply

 

17.               A.black          B.green          C.pale  D.yellow

 

18.               A.fear           B.strength        C.support   D.weight

 

19.               A.helped         B.killed          C.missed    D.surrounded

 

20.               A.valued         B.recognized      C.remembered   D.realized

 

 

Four years ago, I felt lucky after escaping one of those terrible 2-mile runs. I hated running; it was just something that   1  came easily to me. At that time, if you had told me that I would one day run a marathon, I’ d have told you honestly that I had a better   2  of winning the lottery(彩票).

The turning   3  came when I met Mrs. Green. She was fifty years old, going through chemotherapy(化学疗法)for her cancer, and still managed to run 30 miles a week. I thought that if Mrs. Green could run 6 miles at a time, I could run at least two. In February, in cold weather, I started a 2-mile   4  around my neighborhood. Two months later, I   5  the running for the first time. I felt very tired, but I felt happy.

Over the next several years, I continued to push each run for a few   6  minutes, slowly building my endurance(耐力). I didn’t need to  7  against other runners, for my most important competitor was myself.

After continuing to   8  myself, I knew it was time to step my training up. I   9  I would train for the Detroit Free Press/Flagstar Marathon.

The race day   10  came, and I was filled with excitement and worry. It was final time to see what I was made of. The   11  ended up surprisingly. I did   12  through the last few miles, but after my running, there was no doubt in my mind that I’d finished. As I   13  the finish line, I experienced the strongest sense of   14  and happiness I had ever had in my life. I am now a marathoner.

As John Bingham once said, “The miracle(奇迹)isn’t that I finished. The miracle is that I had the   15  to start.”

1.                A.never          B.always          C.usually   D.often

 

2.                A.belief          B.suggestion       C.chance   D.hope

 

3.                A.situation        B.stage           C.case D.point

 

4.                A.race           B.walk           C.hike D.ride

 

5.                A.closed         B.changed        C.finished  D.considered

 

6.                A.perfect         B.extra           C.actual    D.basic

 

7.                A.compete        B.go             C.speak    D.argue

 

8.                A.treat           B.interest         C.challenge D.enjoy

 

9.                A.forced         B.decided        C.doubted  D.seemed

 

10.               A.certainly        B.immediately     C.frequently D.finally

 

11.               A.experience     B.moment        C.walk  D.reward

 

12.               A.look           B.live            C.travel D.struggle

 

13.               A.toured         B.moved         C.crossed   D.stopped

 

14.               A.touch          B.pride          C.humor    D.belonging

 

15.               A.courage        B.ability          C.choice    D.thought

 

 

When my grandfather died, my 83-year-old grandmother, once so full of life, slowly began to fade. No longer able to manage a home of her own, she moved in with my mother, where she was visited often by other members of her large, loving family. Although she still had her good days, it was often hard to arouse her interest.

But one chilly December afternoon three years ago, my daughter Meagan, then eight, and I were visiting her, when she noticed that Meagan was carrying her favorite doll.“I, too, had a special doll when I was a little girl,” she told a wide-eyed Meagan. “I got it one Christmas when I was about your age. I lived in an old farmhouse in Maine, with Mom, Dad and my four sisters, and the very first gift I opened that Christmas was the most beautiful doll you’d ever want to see.”

“She had an exquisite(优美的,高雅的), hand-painted face, and her long brown hair was pulled back with a big pink bow. Her eyes were blue, and they opened and closed. I remember she had a body of kidskin, and her arms and legs bent at the joints.”

GG’s voice dropped low, taking on an almost respectful tone. “My doll was dressed in a pretty pink gown, decorated with fine lace. … Getting such a fine doll was like a miracle for a little farm girl like me — my parents must have had to sacrifice so much to afford it But how happy I was that morning!”

GG’s eyes filled and her voice shook with emotion as she recalled that Christmas of long ago. “I played with my doll all morning long. And then it happened. My mother called us to the dining room for Christmas dinner and I laid my new doll down gently on the hall table. But as I went to join the family at the table, I heard a loud crash.”

“I hardly had to turn around — I knew it was my precious doll. And it was. Her lace skirt had hung down from the table just enough for my baby sister to reach up and pull on it. When I ran in, there lay my beautiful doll on the floor, her face smashed into a dozen pieces. She was gone forever.”

A few years later, GG’s baby sister was also gone, she told Meagan, a victim of pneumonia(肺炎). Now the tears in her eyes spilled over — tears, I knew, not only for a lost doll and a lost sister, but for a lost time.

Subdued(沉默的) for the rest of the visit, Meagan was no sooner in the car going home than she exclaimed, “Mom, I have a great idea! Let’s get GG a new doll for Christmas. Then she won’t cry when she thinks about it.”

My heart filled with pride as I listened to my sympathetic little daughter. But where would we find a doll to match GG’s fond memories?

Where there’s a will, as they say, there’s a way. When I told my best friends, Liz and Chris, about my problem, Liz put me in touch with a local doll-make. From a doll supply house I ordered a long brown hair and a kidskin body to copy the outfit GG had so lovingly described. Liz volunteered to put the doll together, and Chris helped me make the doll’s outfit. Meagan wrote the story of the lost doll by giving examples.

Finally our creation was finished. To our eyes it was perfect. But there was no way it could be exactly like the doll GG had loved so much and lost. Would she think it looked anything like it?

On Christmas Eve, Meagan and I carried our happily packed gift to GG, where she sat surrounded by children, parents, aunts, uncles and cousins. “It’s for you,” Meagan said, “but first you have to read the story that goes with it.”

GG no sooner got through the first page than her voice cracked and she was unable to go on, but Meagan took over where she left off. Then it was time to open her present.

I’ll never forget the look on GG’s face as she lifted the doll and held it to her chest. Once again her tears fell, but this time they were tears of joy. Holding the doll in her frail arms, she repeated over and over again, “She’s exactly like my old doll, exactly like her.” 

And perhaps she wasn't saying that just to be kind. Perhaps however impossible it seemed, we had managed to produce a close copy of the doll she remembered. But as I watched my eight-year-old daughter and her great-grandmother examining the doll together, I thought of a likelier explanation. What GG really recognized, perhaps, was the love that inspired the gift. And love, wherever it comes from, always looks the same.

1.GG moved in with her daughter because ______.

A.she wanted to live with a large family

B.she was not able to live on her own due to her weakness

C.her husband passed away

D.she thought it was the children’s obligation to take care of her

2.Why did GG become very emotional on a December afternoon?

A.Because she saw her great granddaughter’s doll.

B.Because she recalled her long deceased parents.

C.Because she was surrounded by her offspring.

D.Because she felt lonely during the Christmas season.

3.What can we infer from the underlined sentence in paragraph 4? 

A.GG’s doll was important and was a symbol of many things.

B.GG showed great respect for his husband’s love.

C.GG missed the great old days she spent with her family

D.GG was grateful for her long life.

4.What happened to GG’s baby sister?

A.She envied her sister all her life.

B.She felt guilty for breaking GG’s doll and decided to go.

C.She left home at a young age.

D.She died of some disease at a young age.

5.Why did Meagan’s mum feel proud of her daughter?

A.Because she was clever.                  B.Because she was loving.

C.Because she was amiable.                 D.Because she was imaginative.

6.This passage implies that ______.

A.treating the elderly well is moral

B.it is impossible to copy the exact doll for the elderly

C.love, the permanent rhythm of life, will always remain in the elderly’s heart

D.physical comfort from children rather than psychological care is important

 

Recently divorced(离婚), I had no job and was on my way downtown to go the rounds of the employment offices despite the great   36  . My old umbrella was broken, and I could not   37   another one.

I sat down in the streetcar — and there against the seat was a beautiful silk   38   with a silver handle inlaid (镶嵌) with gold. I had   39   seen anything so lovely.

I   40   the handle and saw a   41  . I got off the streetcar and   42   opened the umbrella to protect myself. Then I searched a   43   book for the name on the umbrella and found it. I called and a lady answered.

Yes, she said in   44  , that was her umbrella, which her parents, now dead, had given her for a birthday present.   45  , she added, it had been stolen at school (she was a teacher) more than a year before.

She was so excited that I   46   I was   47   a job and went directly to her house. She took the umbrella, her   48   filled with tears.

I refused the   49   she gave me. We talked for a while, and I must have given her my address. I don’t remember.

The next six months were   50  . I was able to obtain   51   here and there. l reached the lowest point in my   52  . Unless a miracle happened, I would be homeless in January, foodless, jobless.

Christmas Eve came. No money to buy my daughter a gift. I was sobbing (抽泣) in the cold little kitchen   53   the doorbell rang and my daughter Peggy ran to answer it. He was a postman, and his arms were   54   of parcels. “This is a mistake” I said, but he read the name on the parcels and there were for me.

Peggy and I sat on the floor and opened them. I looked for the name of the sender. It was the teacher. The address was   55   “California”, where she had moved.

1.A. cloud                           B. rain                         C. wind                       D. snow

2.A. search                        B. catch           C. afford            D. sell

3.A. raincoat                     B. seat          C. book              D. umbrella

4.A. never                          B. ever         C. almost         D. nearly

5.A. concluded                  B. examined      C. learned            D. helped

6.A. name                          B. address           C. card                  D. demand

7.A. deliberately               B. specially      C. sadly                 D. thankfully

8.A. technology                B. engine        C. telephone             D. medicine

9.A. anger                          B. surprise       C. danger                            D. sorrow

10.A. And                           B. But        C. So                D. Or

11. A. forgot                      B. remembered        C. indicated      D. decided

12.A. applied for               B. watching for         C. asking for          D. looking for

13.A. face                           B. nose       C. eyes                      D. ear

14.A. reward                     B. prize     C. present                 D. umbrella

15. A. freezing                            B. surprising              C. shocking                D struggling

16.A. failures                     B. successes     C. jobs            D. wages

17.A. heart                        B. favor             C. work              D. life

18.A. as                              B. while           C. when                D. then

19.A. proud                        B. full     C. careful         D. glad

20. A. simply              B. directly          C. finally                 D. nearly

 

Tess was eight years old. Her little brother Andrew was very sick and their parents were completely out of money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother, “Only a miracle can save him now.”

Tess took her money and made her way six blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store.

“And what do you want?” the chemist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. “I’m talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen for ages.”

“Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,” Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. “He’s really sick. He has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?”

“We don’t sell miracles here, little girl. I’m sorry but I can’t help you,” the chemist said, softening a little.

“Listen, I can help you.” The chemist’s brother was a well-dressed man. He asked Tess, “What kind of miracle does your brother need?”

“I don’t know,” Tess replied. “Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can’t pay for it, so I want to use my money.”

“How much do you have?” asked the man from Chicago. “One dollar and eleven cents,” Tess answered. “And it’s all the money I have, but I can get some more, if I need to.”

“Well,what a coincidence (巧合),” smiled the man. “A dollar and eleven cents - the exact price of a miracle for your little brother. Take me to where you live. Let’s see if 1 have the kind of miracle you need.”

That man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon in neurosurgery (神经外科). The operation was completed without charge and it wasn’t long until Andrew was home again and doing well.

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost… one dollar and eleven  cents… plus the faith of a little child.

1.What can we learn from the first paragraph?

A.Tess’s brother would recover because there was a miracle.

B.Tess’s brother would die because his family had no money to treat his illness.

C.Tess’s family would look for a miracle to treat Andrew’s illness.

D.Andrew should go to hospital for a miracle.

2.Why did the chemist get annoyed first?

A.Because he was a nervous man.

B.Because Tess didn’t buy his medicine.

C.Because Tess had bothered him and his brother.

D.Because Tess was poorly dressed.

3.What can we learn about Dr. Carlton Armstrong?

A.He was a stone-hearted man.

B.He cared for only a little money.

C.He never helped others unless given a lot of money.

D.He was a kind gentleman and ready to help others.

4.What can be the best title?

A.A dying boy and her sister

B.A miracle of $ 1.10

C.A kind doctor and his brother

D.A poor girl and a doctor

 

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