It was a Sunday morning, and I was in a terrible mood. Two of my friends had gone to the movies the night before and hadn’t invited me. I was in my room thinking of ways to make them sorry when my father came in. “Want to go for a ride, today, Beck? It’s a beautiful day.”

“No! Leave me alone!” Those were the last words I said to him that morning.

My friends called and invited me to go to the mall with them a few hours later. I forgot to be mad at them and went. I came home to find a note on the table. My mother put it where I would be sure to see it. “Dad has had an accident. Please meet us at Highland Park Hospital”.

When I reached the hospital, my mother came out and told me my father’s injuries were extensive. “Your father told the driver to leave him alone and just call 911, thank God! If he had moved Daddy, there’s no telling what might have happened. A broken rib (肋骨) might have pierced (穿透) a lung....”

My mother may have said more, but I didn’t hear. I didn’t hear anything except those terrible words: Leave me alone. My dad said them to save himself from being hurt more. How much had I hurt him when I hurled (愤慨地说出) those words at him earlier in the day?

It was several days later that he was finally able to have a conversation. I held his hand gently, afraid of hurting him.

“Daddy... I am so sorry....”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ll be okay.”

“No,” I said, “I mean about what I said to you that day. You know, that morning?”

My father could no more tell a lie than he could fly. He looked at me and said, “Sweetheart, I don’t remember anything about that day, not before, during or after the accident. I remember kissing you goodnight the night before, though.” He managed a weak smile.

My English teacher once told me that words have immeasurable power. They can hurt or they can heal. And we all have the power to choose our words. I intend to do that very carefully from now on.

The author was in bad mood that morning because ________.

      A. his father had a terrible accident

      B. he couldn’t drive to the mall with his friends

       C. his friends hadn’t invited him to the cinema

      D. his father didn’t allow him to go out with his friends

Why did the author say sorry to his father in the hospital?

      A. Because he didn’t go along with his father.

      B. Because he was rude to his father that morning.

      C. Because he failed to come earlier after the accident.

      D. Because he couldn’t look after his father in the hospital.

The reason why the author’s father said he forgot everything about that day is that ________.

      A. he had a poor memory

       B. he didn’t want to forgive his son

      C. he just wanted to comfort his son

      D. he lost his memory after the accident

What lesson did Beck learn from the matter?

      A. Don’t treat your parents badly.

      B. Don’t hurt others with rude words.

      C. Don’t move the injured in an accident.

      D. Don’t be angry with friends at small things.

I can remember the day my father came home from the war. As he walked up the front path of our home, he saw Mum and me and he dropped the suitcase.
I was only five years old so Dad made a fuss of me, then began making an even bigger fuss of my mother. This left me free to examine all the stuff lying around the broken suitcase, and I was quick to notice a newspaper advertisement displaying a new piano. When Dad saw me holding up the newspaper cutting, he smiled.
“Yes, that’s right,” he said. “I bought your mum a piano for ten pounds down and two pounds a week.”
A few moments later, a horse pulled a cart with a piano on top. Soon we all stared at it in our small lounger room. Mum had never been close to a piano before, except at the kindergarten I attended, and she used to say how wonderful it would be if the teachers could teach her to play.
After tea that night, Mum began to teach herself to play. She plinked the keys for about two hours and drove everybody in the street mad, until Dad gently said, “Enough is enough.”
From that day on, she would plink between doing the cooking and housework. Three months went by and Mum was now a skilled pianist, holding parties with all the neighbors gathering around to sing.
Although we were poor, Mum felt like a princess and was delighted at all the attention she was receiving.
At the height of Mum’s happiness, I began to notice that Dad was looking increasingly worried. It turned out that since returning from the war, he’d been unable to find a job. Then, a few weeks later, I observed two men taking Mum’s piano away. Mum sobbed in the kitchen. Suddenly, it all became clear to me: no job, no money, no piano.
Dad finally got a job. Mum was happy again as if he’d just win the lottery(彩票). Dad had to study to qualify as an account. Every night after dinner he’d place a stack of books on the kitchen table and study late into the night. Mum didn’t say much but I could tell she was proud of Dad.
Two years later, Dad bought Mum another piano. This time he paid cash for it.
【小题1】How did the author’s Dad buy the piano for his mum?

A.He paid part of the bill regularly.
B.He earned it by winning a bet.
C.He paid cash for it.
D.He bought it as a big bargain.
【小题2】By saying “Enough is enough”, the author’s dad meant_______.
A.practice makes perfect
B.it was time to stop practicing
C.he couldn’t bear being troubled
D.his wife played the piano well enough
【小题3】What made the author’s mum proud of his dad?
A.His dad’s willingness to help cook.
B.His dad’s winning the lottery luckily.
C.His dad’s loyalty to his motherland.
D.His dad’s determination to rebuild his life.

I can remember the day my father came home from the war. As he walked up the front path of our home, he saw Mum and me and he dropped the suitcase.
I was only five years old so Dad made a fuss of me, then began making an even bigger fuss of my mother. This left me free to examine all the stuff lying around the broken suitcase, and I was quick to notice a newspaper advertisement displaying a new piano. When Dad saw me holding up the newspaper cutting, he smiled.
“Yes, that’s right,” he said. “I bought your mum a piano for ten pounds down and two pounds a week.”
A few moments later, a horse pulled a cart with a piano on top. Soon we all stared at it in our small lounger room. Mum had never been close to a piano before, except at the kindergarten I attended, and she used to say how wonderful it would be if the teachers could teach her to play.
After tea that night, Mum began to teach herself to play. She plinked the keys for about two hours and drove everybody in the street mad, until Dad gently said, “Enough is enough.”
From that day on, she would plink between doing the cooking and housework. Three months went by and Mum was now a skilled pianist, holding parties with all the neighbors gathering around to sing.
Although we were poor, Mum felt like a princess and was delighted at all the attention she was receiving.
At the height of Mum’s happiness, I began to notice that Dad was looking increasingly worried. It turned out that since returning from the war, he’d been unable to find a job. Then, a few weeks later, I observed two men taking Mum’s piano away. Mum sobbed in the kitchen. Suddenly, it all became clear to me: no job, no money, no piano.
Dad finally got a job. Mum was happy again as if he’d just win the lottery(彩票). Dad had to study to qualify as an account. Every night after dinner he’d place a stack of books on the kitchen table and study late into the night. Mum didn’t say much but I could tell she was proud of Dad.
Two years later, Dad bought Mum another piano. This time he paid cash for it.
【小题1】How did the author’s Dad buy the piano for his mum?

A.He paid part of the bill regularly.
B.He earned it by winning a bet.
C.He paid cash for it.
D.He bought it as a big bargain.
【小题2】By saying “Enough is enough”, the author’s dad meant_______.
A.practice makes perfect
B.it was time to stop practicing
C.he couldn’t bear being troubled
D.his wife played the piano well enough
【小题3】What happened to the author’s mum’s first piano?
A.It was lost.
B.It was broken by one neighbor.
C.It was sold by his dad.
D.It was taken away.
【小题4】What made the author’s mum proud of his dad?
A.His dad’s willingness to help cook.
B.His dad’s winning the lottery luckily.
C.His dad’s loyalty to his motherland.
D.His dad’s determination to rebuild his life.

We all remember seeing hitchhikers(搭便车的人), standing by the side of the road, thumb sticking out, waiting for a lift. But it is getting rare nowadays. What killed hitchhiking? Safety is often mentioned as a reason. Movies about murderous hitchhikers and real-life crime have put many drivers off picking up hitchhikers. That no single women picked me up on my journey to Manchester no doubt reflects the safety fear: a large, strangely dressed man is seen as dangerous.

But the reason may be more complex: hitchhiking happens where people don’t have cars and transport services are poor. Plenty of people still hitchhike in Poland and Romania. Perhaps the rising level of car ownership in the UK means the few people lift hitchhiking are usually considered strange. Why can’t they afford cars? Why can’t they take the coach or the train?

Three-quarters of the UK population have access to a car; many of the remainder will be quite old. The potential hitchhiking population is therefore small. Yet my trip proves it’s still possible to hitchhike. The people who picked me up were very interesting-lawyer, retired surgeon, tank commander, carpenter, man who live in an isolated farmhouse and a couple living up in the mountains. My conclusion is that only really interesting people are mad enough to pick up fat blokes in red,

spotted scarves. Most just wanted to do someone a good turn; a few said they were so surprised to see a hitchhiker that they couldn’t help stopping.

The future of hitchhiking most likely lies with car-sharing organized over the Internet, via sites such as hitchhikers. org. But for now, you can still stick your thumb out(actually, I didn’t do much of that, preferring just to hold up my destination sign) and people-wonderful, caring, sharing, unafraid people-will stop.

In the UK, with its cheap coaches and reasonable rail service, I don’t think I’ll make a habit of it. But having enjoyed it so much, I’m ready now to do a big trip across Europe and beyond. In the 1970s a female friend of my wife’s hitchhiked to India. How wonderful it would be to have another go, though Afghanistan might be a challenge. I wish I’d got that tank commander’s mobile number.

1.The author tried to hitchhike but was rejected by single women drivers because_____________ .

A. they were not heading towards Manchester      

B. they thought most hitchhikers were dangerous

C. hitchhiking had been forbidden and they didn’t want to break the law

D. he was a strong man in strange clothes who seemed dangerousZxxk

2.Which of the following statements is NOT true according to the passage?

A. That some people refuse hitchhikers may reflect the safety fear.

B. Car ownership levels are lower in Romania than in the UK.

C. 40% of UK people don’t have access to cars.

D. Increased car ownership has reduced the need for hitchhiking.

3.The “fat blokes in red, spotted scarves” in Paragraph 3 most likely means          .

A. murderous hitchhikers              

B.friendly and talkative hitchhikers

C. typical hitchhikers              

D.strange hitchhikers like the author

4.According to the author, future hitchhikers are more likely to                 .

A. visit websites and find people to share cars with 

B. stand by roads with their thumbs sticking out

C. stick out signs with their destinations written on

D. wait for some kind people to pick them up

5.From the last paragraph, we know that the author                    .

A. frequently hitchhikes in Britain           

B. plans to hitchhike across Europe

C. thinks public transport is safer for travel

D. is going to contact the tank commander

 

I was in a terrible mood. Two of my friends had gone to the movies the night before and hadn’t invited me. I was in my room thinking of ways to make them sorry when my father came in. “Want to go for a ride, today, Beck? It’s a beautiful day.”

“No! Leave me alone!” Those were the last words I said to him that morning.

My friends called and invited me to go to the mall with them a few hours later. I forgot to be mad at them and when I came home to find a note on the table. My mother put it where I would be sure to see it. “Dad has had an accident. Please meet us at Highland Park Hospital”.

When I reached the hospital, my mother came out and told me my father’s injuries were extensive. “Your father told the driver to leave him alone and just call 911, thank God! If he had moved Daddy, there’s no telling what might have happened. A broken rib(肋骨)might have pierced(穿透)a lung...”

My mother may have said more, but I didn’t hear. I didn’t hear anything except those terrible words: Leave me alone. My dad said them to save himself from being hurt more. How much had I hurt him when I hurled those words at him earlier in the day?

    It was several days later that he was finally able to have a conversation. I held his hand gently, afraid of hurting him.

    “Daddy… I am so sorry…”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ll be okay. ”

    “No,” I said, “I mean about what I said to you that day. You know, that morning?”

    My father could no more tell a lie than he could fly. He looked at me and said. “Sweetheart, I don’t remember anything about that day, not before, during or after the accident. I remember kissing you goodnight the night before, though. ”He managed a weak smile.

    My English teacher once told me that words have immeasurable power. They can hurt or they can heal. And we all have the power to choose our words. I intend to do that very carefully from now on.

1.The author was in a bad mood that morning because _______.

  A. his father had a terrible accident

  B. his friends hadn’t invited him to the cinema

  C. his father didn’t allow him to go out with his friends

  D. he couldn’t drive to the mall with his friends

2.Why did the author say sorry to his father in the hospital?

  A. Because he didn’t go along with his father.

  B. Because he failed to come earlier after the accident.

  C. Because he was rude to his father that morning.

  D. Because he couldn’t look after his father in the hospital.

3.The reason why the author’s father said he forgot everything about that day is that _______.

  A. he just wanted to comfort his son                  B. he didn’t hear what his son said

  C. he had a poor memory             D. he lost his memory after the accident

4.What lesson did Beck learn from the matter?

  A. Don’t treat your parents badly.

  B. Don’t be angry with friends at small things.

  C. Don’t move the injured in an accident.

  D. Don’t hurt others with rude words.

 

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