题目内容
Occasionally, my father came back drunk. Late at night, he beat on the door, pleading to my mother to open it .He was on his way home from drinking, gambling, or some combination thereof, misspending money that we could have used and wasting time that we desperately needed.
It was the late-1970s. My parents were separated. My mother was now raising a group of boys on her own. My father spouted off about what he planned to do for us, buy for us. In fact, he had no intention of doing anything. As a father who was supposed to love us, in fact, he lacked the understanding of what it truly meant to love a child—or to hurt one. To him, this was a harmless game that kept us excited and begging. In fact, it was a cruel, corrosive lie. I lost faith in his words and in him. I wanted to stop caring, but I couldn’t.
Maybe it was his own complicated relationship to his father and his father’s family that caused him cold. Maybe it was the pain and guilt associated with a life of misfortune. Who knows. Whatever it was, it stole him from us, and particularly from me.
While my brothers talked about breaking and fixing things, I spent many of my evenings reading and wondering. My favorite books were a set of encyclopedias(百科全书) given by my uncle. They allowed me to explore the world beyond my world, to travel without leaving, to dream dreams greater than my life would otherwise have supported. But losing myself in my own mind also meant that I was completely lost to my father. Not understanding me, he simply ignored me—not just emotionally, but physically as well. Never once did he hug me, never once a pat on the back or a hand on the shoulder or a tousling of the hair.
My best memories of him were from his episodic attempts at engagement with us. During the longest of these episodes（插曲）, once every month or two, he would come pick us up and drive us down the interstate to Trucker’s Paradise, a seedy, smoke-filled, truck stop with gas pumps, a convenience store, a small dining area and a game room through a door in the back. My dad gave each of us a handful of quarters, and we played until they were gone. He sat up front in the dining area, drinking coffee and being particular about the restaurant’s measly offerings.
I loved these days. To me, Trucker’s Paradise was paradise. The quarters and the games were fun but easily forgotten. It was the presence of my father that was most treasured. But, of course, these trips were short-lived.
It wasn’t until I was much older that I would find something that I would be able to cling to as evidence of my father’s love.
When the Commodore 64 personal computer debuted, I convinced myself that I had to have it even though its price was out of my mother’s range. So I decided to earn the money myself. I mowed every yard I could find that summer for a few dollars each, yet it still wasn’t enough. So my dad agreed to help me raise the rest of the money by driving me to one of the watermelon farms south of town, loading up his truck with wholesale melons and driving me around to sell them. He came for me before daybreak. We made small talk, but it didn’t matter. The fact that he was talking to me was all that mattered. I was a teenager by then, but this was the first time that I had ever spent time alone with him. He laughed and repeatedly introduced me as “my boy,” a phrase he relayed with a sense of pride. It was one of the best days of my life.
Although he had never told me that he loved me, I would cling to that day as the greatest evidence of that fact. He had never intended me any wrong. He just didn’t know how to love me right. He wasn’t a mean man. So I took these random episodes and clung to them like a thing most precious, storing them in my mind for the long stretches of coldness when a warm memory would prove most useful.
It just goes to show that no matter how friendless the father, no matter how deep the damage, no matter how shattered the bond, there is still time, still space, still a need for even the smallest bit of evidence of a father’s love.
“My boy.”
1.From the passage, the father was_____ in the writer’s memory.
A. selfish and cruel B. proud and cold
C. imperfect but loving D. shy but thoughtful
2.The writer used not to feel Father’s true love because______ .
A．father showed his love but had no good way to express himself to his children
B．he just lost himself in his own mind without getting close to his father
C．father was too busy so unable to communicate with his children enough
D. he had a prejudice（偏见） and was too stubborn to feel it
3.The underlined phrase “cling to” can be replaced by __________.
A.catch hold of B. depend on
C. stick to D. keep
4.From the last parts (para7-11), we can infer that ______ .
A．father liked to show off his family before others
B．I couldn't understand Father’s love unless he expressed to me
C．father intended to show a loving father he was but failed.
D．I would definitely treasure all the small love from father
5.What’s the right order of the episodes?
1. His dad agreed to help him.
2. The Commodore 64 personal computer was just on sale.
3. The writer decided to buy it and earn the money himself.
4 His dad drove the writer to one of the watermelon farms south of town, loaded up his truck with wholesale melons and drove the writer around to sell them.
5. The writer didn’t have enough money.
A. 23541 B. 23514 C.32541 D. 32514
6.What’s the best title of the passage?
A. Remembrances of my father B. Father and son
C. My boy D. The past days
1.C
2.A
3.D
4.D
5.B
6.A
【解析】
试题解析：本文通过对爸爸不完美的形象描述和年长后作者对父爱的理解，来表示对父亲的怀念。
1.小题1】推理判断题。根据第一段描述爸爸总是喝多，乱花家里的钱。表现爸爸形象的不完美一面。从第七段“我”年龄大一点后才明白爸爸的爱。说明爸爸很爱孩子们。选C。
2.小题2】细节理解题。根据倒数第三段Although he had never told me that he loved me, I would cling to that day as the greatest evidence of that fact. He had never intended me any wrong. He just didn’t know how to love me right.得知爸爸很爱孩子们，但是他以前不知道如何向孩子们来表达自己。选A。
3.小题3】词义猜测题。A. catch hold of 紧握不放， B. depend on依赖， C. stick to坚持，D. keep保持；保存；keep…as”把什么当作”。“我”会把那天当做爸爸不想带给我任何伤害的最有说服力的证据。选D。
4.小题4】推理判断题。从第七段到第十一段得知作者“我”年龄大一点后才明白爸爸的爱，“我”会把那天当做爸爸不想带给我任何伤害的最有说服力的证据，一直珍惜爸爸给予我们的细微的爱。选D。
5.小题5】排序推断题。根据第八段得知先是the Commodore 64家用电脑发售，我为了攒钱买它自己挣钱。但挣得的钱远远不够，爸爸决定帮助我，开车带我去西瓜地进一些西瓜卖来筹钱。选B。
6.小题6】最佳标题。本文通过对爸爸不完美的形象描述和年长后作者对父爱的理解，来表示对父亲的怀念。因此对父亲回忆最切合本文标题。选A。
考点：人生百味类文章
