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________ back made her parents angry and sad.
- A.Not her coming
- B.Her not coming
- C.Her coming not
- D.She not to come
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My First Day
I was still shy in the presence of a crowd. And my first day at the new 36 made me a laughing stock(笑柄) of the classroom .I was sent to the blackboard to write my 37 . I knew my name, and knew how to write it , but standing at the blackboard with the 38 of so many pupils on my back made me 39 inside and I was unable to write a single letter.
“Write your name,” the teacher called to me. I 40 the white chalk to the blackboard, as I was about to write, my mind went blank, I could not remember my name, 41 the first letter. Somebody laughed and I became 42 .
“Just forget us and write your name,” the teacher called and walked to my side, 43 at me to give me confidence.
“What is your name?” she asked.
“Richard,” I 44
“Then write it.”
I turned to the blackboard and lifted my hand to write, but then I was 45 again. I tried to 46 my senses but I could remember nothing. I realized how totally I was 47 and I grew weak and leaned my hot forehead 48 the cold blackboard. The room burst into a loud 49 and my muscles froze. I sat and 50 myself. Why did I always appear so dumb 51 I was called upon to perform in a crowd? I knew how to write as well as any other pupil in the classroom, and there was no 52 I could read better than any of them, and I could talk 53 when I was sure of myself. Then why did strange 54 make me freeze? I sat with my ears and neck 55 , hearing the pupils around me whisper, hating myself.
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My First Day
I was still shy in the presence of a crowd. And my first day at the new 36 made me a laughing stock(笑柄) of the classroom .I was sent to the blackboard to write my 37 . I knew my name, and knew how to write it , but standing at the blackboard with the 38 of so many pupils on my back made me 39 inside and I was unable to write a single letter.
“Write your name,” the teacher called to me. I 40 the white chalk to the blackboard, as I was about to write, my mind went blank, I could not remember my name, 41 the first letter. Somebody laughed and I became 42 .
“Just forget us and write your name,” the teacher called and walked to my side, 43 at me to give me confidence.
“What is your name?” she asked.
“Richard,” I 44
“Then write it.”
I turned to the blackboard and lifted my hand to write, but then I was 45 again. I tried to 46 my senses but I could remember nothing. I realized how totally I was 47 and I grew weak and leaned my hot forehead 48 the cold blackboard. The room burst into a loud 49 and my muscles froze. I sat and 50 myself. Why did I always appear so dumb 51 I was called upon to perform in a crowd? I knew how to write as well as any other pupil in the classroom, and there was no 52 I could read better than any of them, and I could talk 53 when I was sure of myself. Then why did strange 54 make me freeze? I sat with my ears and neck 55 , hearing the pupils around me whisper, hating myself.
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