题目内容
Rising above the names
I was shopping in the supermarket when I heard a young voice.
“Mom, come here! There’s this lady here my size!”
The mother rushed to her son; then she turned to me to apologize.
I smiled and told her, “It’s okay.” Then talked to the boy, “Hi, I’m Darry Kramer.How are you?”
He studied me from head to toe, and asked, “Are you a little mommy?”
“Yes, I have a son,” I answered.
“Why are you so little?” he asked.
“It’s the way I was born,” I said.“Some people are little.Some are tall.I’m just not going to grow any bigger.” After I answered his other questions, I shook the boy’s hand and left.
My life as a little person is filled with stories like that.I enjoy talking to children and explaining why I look different from their parents.
It takes only one glance to see my uniqueness.I stand three feet nine inches tall.I was born an achondroplasia dwarf (侏儒).Despite this, I did all the things other kids did when I was growing up.
I didn’t realize how short I was until I started school.Some kids picked on me, calling me names.Then I knew.I began to hate the first day of school each year.New students would always stare at me as I struggled to climb the school bus stairs.
But I learned to smile and accept the fact that I was going to be noticed my whole life.I decided to make my uniqueness an advantage rather than a disadvantage.What I lacked in height, I made up for in personality.
I’m 47 now, and the stares have not diminished as I’ve grown older.People are amazed when they see me driving.I try to keep a good attitude.When people are rude, I remind myself, “Look what else I have – a great family, nice friends.”
It’s the children’s questions that make my life special.I enjoy answering their questions.My hope is that I will encourage them to accept their peers (a person of the same age, class, position, etc.), whatever size and shape they come in, and treat them with respect.
1.Why did the mother apologize to the author?
A.Because the boy ran into the author.
B.Because the boy laughed at the author.
C.Because they boy said the author was fatter than him.
D.Because the mother thought the boy’s words had hurt the author.
2.What does the underlined expressions “calling me names” mean in the text?
A.use unpleasant words to describe me in order to upset me
B.to greet me by calling my full name
C.warn me against danger by calling my family name
D.use some nicknames to show the close relationship between us
3.Which of the following word can best replace the underlined word “diminished”?
A.dislike B.increased C.decreased D.appeared
4.How does the author feel about people’s stares?
A.Angry. B.Calm. C.Painful. D.Discouraged.
CDBA
I was feeling a little blue. My mother had been laid off from her job, but she said she was OK since her boss wasn't the nicest person 36 .
I got off the college bus and started walking. That's 37 I heard piano music and singing rising above the 38 of the people and the traffic. I walked a little slower 39 I could find out where it was coming from. 40 the crowd I saw a young lady sitting at a piano with a 41 next to her, singing songs about love. The way she was singing 42 me a bit. I stood there watching her 43 for about fifteen minutes, thinking that it must take 44 to perform on her own in public.
Feeling my presence, she looked in my 45 . I walked over and put some money in her carriage. “I have been going through a 46 time lately, but you’ve made me hopeful again.”
"I'm happy that I could 47 . Why are you so sad?"
"Well, my mum had got 48 from her job, but I’m not sure what to do….”
"You see, the way you were 49 ," she explained. “Don't look defeated, 50 come in different ways. If your head is down you might never see it. Smile more ... 51 your head up."
I smiled slightly, amazed by how she was 52 me.
“Why are you playing here?” I asked.
“I am not making music. I study psychology. I often see many 53 people and hope to relieve their 54 and make them think positively by sharing music.”
I smiled a little wider. She was doing a good thing. My heart was touched by a 55 soul.
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I was feeling a little blue. My mother had been laid off from her job, but she said she was OK since her boss wasn't the nicest person 36 .
I got off the college bus and started walking. That's 37 I heard piano music and singing rising above the 38 of the people and the traffic. I walked a little slower 39 I could find out where it was coming from. 40 the crowd I saw a young lady sitting at a piano with a 41 next to her, singing songs about love. The way she was singing 42 me a bit. I stood there watching her 43 for about fifteen minutes, thinking that it must take 44 to perform on her own in public.
Feeling my presence, she looked in my 45 . I walked over and put some money in her carriage. “I have been going through a 46 time lately, but you’re made me hopeful again.”
"I'm happy that I could 47 . Why are you so sad?"
"Well, my mum had got 48 from her job, but I’m not sure what to do….”
"You see, the way you were 49 ," she explained. “Don't look defeated, 50 comes in different ways. If your head is down you might never see it. Smile more ... 51 your head up."
I smiled slightly, amazed by how she was 52 me.
“Why are you playing here?” I asked.
“I am not making music. I study psychology. I often see many 53 people and hope to relieve their 54 and make them think positively by sharing music.”
I smiled a little wider. She was doing a good thing. My heart was touched by a 55 soul.
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