I am a writer. I spend a great deal of my time thinking about the power of language—the way it can evoke(唤起) an emotion, a visual image, a complex idea, or a simple truth. Language is the tool of my trade. And I use them all—all the Englishes I grew up with.

    Born into a Chinese family that had recently arrived in California, I’ve been giving more thought to the kind of English my mother speaks. Like others, I have described it to people as “broken” English. But feel embarrassed to say that. It has always bothered me that I can think of no way to describe it other than “broken”, as if it were damaged and needed to be fixed, as if it lacked a certain wholeness. I’ve heard other terms used, “limited English,” for example. But they seem just as bad, as if everything is limited, including people’s perceptions(认识)of the limited English speaker.

    I know this for a fact, because when I was growing up, my mother’s “limited” English limited my perception of her. I was ashamed of her English. I believed that her English reflected the quality of what she had to say. That is ,because she expressed them imperfectly her thoughts were imperfect. And I had plenty of evidence to support me: the fact that people in department stores, at banks, and at restaurants did not take her seriously, did not give her good service, pretended not to understand her, or even acted as if they did not hear her.

    I started writing fiction in 1985. And for reasons I won’t get into today, I began to write stories using all the Englishes I grew up with: the English she used with me, which for lack of a better term might be described as “broken”, and what I imagine to be her translation of her Chinese, her internal(内在的) language, and for that I sought to preserve the essence, but neither an English nor a Chinese structure: I wanted to catch what language ability tests can never show; her intention, her feelings, the rhythms of her speech and the nature of her thoughts.

By saying “Language is the tool of my trade”, the author means that ______.

      A. she uses English in foreign trade     B. she is fascinated by languages

      C. she works as a translator           D. she is a writer by profession

The author used to think of her mother’s English as ______.

      A. impolite     B. amusing     C. imperfect    D. practical

Which of the following is TRUE according to Paragraph 3?

      A. Americans do not understand broken English.

      B. The author’s mother was not respected sometimes.

      C. The author’ mother had positive influence on her.

      D. Broken English always reflects imperfect thoughts.

The author gradually realizes her mother’s English is _____.

      A. well structured             B. in the old style

 C. easy to translate            D. rich in meaning

What is the passage mainly about?

      A. The changes of the author’s attitude to her mother’s English.

      B. The limitation of the author’s perception of her mother.

      C. The author’s misunderstanding of “limited” English.

      D. The author’s experiences of using broken English.

On a Friday night, a poor young artist stood at the gate of the New York railway station, playing his violin. The music was so great that many people stopped to put some money into the hat of the young man.

The next day, the young artist came to the same place, and put his hat on the ground gracefully. Different from the day before, he took out a large piece of paper and laid it under his hat. Then he began to play the violin. It sounded more pleasant than ever.

Soon he was surrounded with people who were attracted by the words on that paper. It said, “Last night, a gentleman named George Sang put an important thing into my hat by mistake. Please come to claim(认领) it soon.”

After about half an hour, a middle-aged man rushed through the crowd to the violinist and said, “Yes, it’s you. I knew that you were an honest man and would certainly come here.” The young violinist asked calmly, “Are you Mr. George Sang?” The man nodded. The violinist asked, “Did you lose something?” “It’s a lottery ticket,” said the man. The violinist took out a lottery ticket on which George Sang’s name was seen. “Is it?” he asked. George nodded and took the lottery ticket and kissed it, then danced with the violinist.

The violinist was a student at an arts college and had planned to attend advanced studies in Vienna. Later his classmate asked the violinist, “At that time you needed money to pay the tuition(学费) and you had to play the violin in the railway station every day to make money. Why didn’t you keep the lottery ticket for yourself?” The violinist said, “Although I don’t have much money, I live happily. But if I lose honesty I won’t be happy forever.”

Through our lives, we can gain a lot and lose so much. But being honest should always be with us.

1.What did the young artist do at the railway station on Friday?

A.He played the violin to make some money.

B.He waited for the train to Vienna. zxxk

C.He came to buy a train ticket to Vienna.

D.He walked around the New York railway station.

2.According to the words on the paper, which sentence below is TRUE?

A.It asked a gentleman named George Sang to claim his hat.

B.It asked a gentleman named George Sang to claim his important thing.

C.It was a lottery ticket and he needed to find the owner.

D.It was a lottery ticket and the owner is unknown.

3.From this article, we can learn that ________.

A.we should share with others if we find something valuable

B.playing the violin could make you feel happy

C.keep the lottery if you find one

D.we should know the importance of honesty and lead a happy life

 

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