题目内容
Mary Lou
It was my first day to Miss Hargrove’s seventh grade. Past “newcomer” experiences had been difficult, so I was very 36 to fit in. After being introduced to the class, I bravely put on a smile and took my seat.
Lunchtime was a pleasant surprise when the girls all crowded around my table. They were friendly, so I began to 37 . My new classmates told me about the school, the teachers and the other kids. They 38 out the class nerd (书呆子) to me: Mary Lou. She was a pretty girl with dark eyes and olive-skin, 39 she wore a long woolen skirt and an old-fashioned blouse. She looked stupid. The girls whispered and giggled 40 Mary Lou walked by. She ate alone.
After school, the girls invited me to 41 them in front of the school. I was thrilled to be a(n) 42 of the club. We waited. For what, I didn’t know. Then Mary Lou came down the school steps. The girls started making fun of her, shouting rudely, biting comments. I 43 , then joined right in. Mean remarks fell from my 44 . No one could 45 I’d never done this before. The other girls stepped back and started cheering for me. Feeling 46 , I pulled on her backpack and then pushed her. Her backpack broke, Mary Lou fell and I backed off. Everyone was laughing. I 47 in. I was a leader.
I was not proud. Something inside me 48 . If you’ve ever picked a wing off a butterfly, you know how I felt.
Mary Lou got up, 49 her books and left without a tear or saying anything. She held her head 50 as blood ran down from her knee. I 51 her limp away down the street.
I turned to leave with my 52 friends and noticed a man standing beside his car. He must have been Mary Lou’s father ––– he had the same olive skin, dark hair and handsome look. He remained still and watched the 53 girl walk toward him. Only his eyes ––– shining with both sadness and pride ––– followed. As I passed, he looked at me in silence with burning tears that reminded me of my 54 .
Mary Lou’s father’s eyes taught me a good lesson that day. I never again hurt someone for my own 55 .
36. A. anxious B. excited C. eager D. afraid
37. A. talk B. hesitate C. relax D. suspect
38. A. picked B. pointed C. worked D. found
39. A. because B. so C. and D. but
40. A. as B. before C. after D. since
41. A. consult B. fight C. support D. join
42. A. leader B. member C. assistant D. organizer
43. A. paused B. refused C. hurried D. escaped
44. A. eyes B. heart C. lips D. mind
45. A. tell B. say C. report D. announce
46. A. ashamed B. guilty C. encouraged D. powerful
47. A. turned B. went C. took D. fitted
48. A. sank B. hurt C. touched D. screamed
49. A. tore B. closed C. gathered D. grasped
50. A. cautiously B. casually C. low D. high
51. A. watched B. noticed C. glared D. glanced
52. A. caring B. laughing C. puzzling D. satisfying
53. A. silly B. only C. lonely D. friendly
54. A. pain B. pity C. weakness D. shame
55. A. loss B. gain C. effort D. duty
36. A 37. C 38. B 39. D 40. A 41. D 42. B 43. A 44. C 45. A
46. C 47. D 48. B 49. C 50. D 51. A 52. B 53. C 54. D 55. B
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I was a newcomer of Miss Burn’s seventh grade. Past“newcomer”experiences had been difficult, so I was
very anxious to fit in.
Lunchtime was a pleasant surprise when the girls all crowded around my table. Their chat was friendly, so
I began to relax. My new classmates filled me in on the school, the teachers and the other kids. it wasn’t long
before the class herd(书呆子)was pointed out to me: Mary Lou. Actually she called herself Mary Louise. A
formal, overmodest young girl with old-fashioned clothes, she wasn’t ugly—not even funny looking. Practical
shoes, long wool skirt and a blouse completed the image of a complete herd. The girls’ whispers got louder and
louder. Mary Lou didn’t notice this. After school, the girls invited me to join them in front of the school.
Arms wrapped around her backpack, Mary Lou came down the school steps. The taunting began—rude,
biting comments and disrespectful words from the girls. I paused, then joined right in. My force began to pick
up as I approached her, mean(卑劣)remarks falling from my lips. I even pulled the belt of her backpack and then
pushed her. The belt broke, Mary Lou fell. Everyone was laughing and patting me. I fit in. But I was not proud.
Something inside me hurt.
Mary Lou got up, gathered her books and—without a tear shed—off, she went. She held her head high as a
small trickle of blood ran down from her injured knee.
I turned to leave with my laughing friends and noticed a man standing beside his car. His skin, dark hair
and handsome features told me this was her father. Respectful of Mary Lou’s proud spirit, he remained still and
watched the lonely girl walk toward him. Only his eyes—shining with both grief and pride—followed. As I
passed, he looked at me in silence with burning tears that spoke to my shame and scolded my heart. He didn’t
speak a word.
No scolding from a teacher or a parent could linger(逗留)as much as that hurt in my heart from the day a
father’s eyes taught me kindness and strength and dignity. I never again joined the cruel herds. I never
again hurt someone for my own gain.
【小题1】 The writer felt she fit in when .
A.she relaxed and talked with her new classmate | B.she became a leader of a school club |
C.she picked a wing off a butterfly | D.others cheered for her after she treated Mary badly |
A.Playing a game | B.Joining a club |
C.Criticizing a person | D.Watching a movie |
A.felt shameful and angry for his daughter | B.felt sad and proud for his daughter’s bravery |
C.felt it necessary to teach the writer a lesson | D.felt it a pity that she didn’t fight back |
A.was impressed by Mary’s calmness |
B.was afraid to be scolded by Mary’s father |
C.was sorry she hurt Mary’s knee |
D.was aware that it was a shame to make fun of Mary |
A.a rude girl who enjoys making fun of others |
B.a clever girl who is good at making friends with others |
C.a shy girl who isn’t good at communicating with others |
D.a brave girl who is willing to correct her mistakes |