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“It’s 8:15 on a Sunday morning,” said the officer, Tidwell, “and this sort of thing seems an unlikely adventure(冒险) at such a time. Would you mind explaining?”
The man was astonished(吃惊的) at the voice from behind. He turned about and said, “I know what you’re thinking, officer, but it isn’t true. It’s a very funny mistake.”
“I think you’ve just left this house in a manner rather than the usual one. That may be quite all right, but I’d like to make sure.” Tidwell took out his notebook and a pen. “Name, address and occupation and then, please tell me your story.”
“Charlie Crane, lorry(卡车) driver, from Nottingham, 51 Brecon Street. My story?”
“Yes, What were you doing like a fly on that wall, Mr. Crane?”
“Well, I had a breakdown yesterday and had to stay the night here. The landlady’s name is Mrs. Fern. She gave me breakfast at seven, and I was out of here in the right way and down at the lorry park by half past seven. It was only when I felt around for a cigarette that I realized I’d left $80 under the pillow(枕头) here. It’s a habit I’ve got into. I even do it almost every day.”
“I see. Why didn’t you miss it when you meant to pay Mrs.? What’s her name?”
“I paid her last night. You’ve got to pay when you take the room, see? So I came rushing back, but it’s Sunday, and she’d gone back to bed. I rang the bell and banged on the front door for ten minutes before I came round here. Up I went this pipe(管子) and the money was still there. You know the rest, and I hope you believe it because….”
“Mr. Crane, whatever are you doing here? I thought you’d gone an hour ago.” It was Mrs. Fern.
1. What did Tidwell see?
A. He saw a man going to a park in a hurry
B. He saw a man bringing a pipe out, through a window.
C. He saw a man leaving a house
D. He saw a man trying to go up a pipe
2.When Mr. Crane was at home, he .
A. kept his cigarettes under his pillow at night
B. always carried his money about him at night
C. tried to give up the habit of smoking
D. put his money under his pillow at night
3.What do you think happened in the end?
A. Mrs. Fern found the $80 in the house
B. Tidwell took Mr. Crane to the police station
C. Mrs. Fern said sorry to Mr. Crane
D. Mr. Crane was let go
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I’m seventeen. I worked as a box boy at a supermarket in Los Angeles. People came to the counter (柜台) and I put things in their bags for them and carried things to their cars. It was hard work.
While working, I wore a plate with my name on it. I once met someone I knew years ago. I remembered his name and said, “Mr. Castle, how are you?” We talked about this and that. As he left, he said, “It was nice talking to you, Brett.” I felt great, he remembered me. Then I looked down at my name plate. Oh, no. He didn’t remember me at all, he just read the name plate. I wish I had put “Irving” down on my name plate. If he’d have said, “Oh yes, Irving, how could I forget you?” I’d have been ready for him. There’s nothing personal here.
The manager and everyone else who were a step above the box boys often shouted orders. One of these was: you couldn’t accept tips(小费). Okay, I’m outside and I put the bags in the car. For a lot of people, the natural reaction(反应)is to take a quarter and give it to me. I’d say, “I’m sorry, I can’t.” They’d get angry. When you give someone a tip, you’re sort of being polite. You take a quarter and you put it in their hand and you expect them to say, “Oh, thanks a lot.” When you say, “I’m sorry, I can’t.” they feel a little put down. They say, “No one will know.” And they put it in your pocket. You say, “I really can’t.” It gets to a point where you almost have to hurt a person physically to prevent him from tipping you. It was not in agreement with the store’s belief in being friendly. Accepting tips was a friendly thing and made the customer feel good. I just couldn’t understand the strangeness of some people’s ideas. One lady actually put a tip in my pocket, got in the car, and drove away. I was puzzled and didn’t know what to do. Should I d have had to throw the quarter at her or eaten it or something?
I decided that one year had been enough. Some people needed the job to stay alive and fed. I guess I had the means and could afford to hate it and give it up.
【小题1】. From the second paragraph, we can infer (推断) that ________.
A.the writer didn’t like the impersonal part of his job |
B.people can easily start talking with a name plate |
C.Mr. Castle mistook Irving for Brett |
D.Irving was the writer’s real name |
A.customers only gave small tips to |
B.some customers had strange ideas about tipping |
C.he didn’t want to fight with the customers |
D.the store didn’t allow the box boys to take tips |
A.relaxed | B.upset |
C.bored | D.surprised |
A.How I Could Find a Job |
B.How I Got along with Customers |
C.Why I Gave up My Job |
D.Why I couldn’t Take Tips |
While working, I wore a plate with my name on it. I once met someone I knew years ago. I remembered his name and said, “Mr. Castle, how are you?” We talked about this and that. As he left, he said, “It was nice talking to you, Brett.” I felt great, he remembered me. Then I looked down at my name plate. Oh, no. He didn’t remember me at all, he just read the name plate. I wish I had put “Irving” down on my name plate. If he’d have said, “Oh yes, Irving, how could I forget you?” I’d have been ready for him. There’s nothing personal here.
The manager and everyone else who were a step above the box boys often shouted orders. One of these was: you couldn’t accept tips(小费). Okay, I’m outside and I put the bags in the car. For a lot of people, the natural reaction(反应)is to take a quarter and give it to me. I’d say, “I’m sorry, I can’t.” They’d get angry. When you give someone a tip, you’re sort of being polite. You take a quarter and you put it in their hand and you expect them to say, “Oh, thanks a lot.” When you say, “I’m sorry, I can’t.” they feel a little put down. They say, “No one will know.” And they put it in your pocket. You say, “I really can’t.” It gets to a point where you almost have to hurt a person physically to prevent him from tipping you. It was not in agreement with the store’s belief in being friendly. Accepting tips was a friendly thing and made the customer feel good. I just couldn’t understand the strangeness of some people’s ideas. One lady actually put a tip in my pocket, got in the car, and drove away. I was puzzled and didn’t know what to do. Should I d have had to throw the quarter at her or eaten it or something?
I decided that one year had been enough. Some people needed the job to stay alive and fed. I guess I had the means and could afford to hate it and give it up.
小题1:. From the second paragraph, we can infer (推断) that ________.
A.the writer didn’t like the impersonal part of his job |
B.people can easily start talking with a name plate |
C.Mr. Castle mistook Irving for Brett |
D.Irving was the writer’s real name |
A.customers only gave small tips to |
B.some customers had strange ideas about tipping |
C.he didn’t want to fight with the customers |
D.the store didn’t allow the box boys to take tips |
A.relaxed | B.upset |
C.bored | D.surprised |
A.How I Could Find a Job |
B.How I Got along with Customers |
C.Why I Gave up My Job |
D.Why I couldn’t Take Tips |
The man was astonished(吃惊的) at the voice from behind. He turned about and said, “I know what you’re thinking, officer, but it isn’t true. It’s a very funny mistake.”
“I think you’ve just left this house in a manner rather than the usual one. That may be quite all right, but I’d like to make sure.” Tidwell took out his notebook and a pen. “Name, address and occupation and then, please tell me your story.”
“Charlie Crane, lorry(卡车) driver, from Nottingham, 51 Brecon Street. My story?”
“Yes, What were you doing like a fly on that wall, Mr. Crane?”
“Well, I had a breakdown yesterday and had to stay the night here. The landlady’s name is Mrs. Fern. She gave me breakfast at seven, and I was out of here in the right way and down at the lorry park by half past seven. It was only when I felt around for a cigarette that I realized I’d left $80 under the pillow(枕头) here. It’s a habit I’ve got into. I even do it almost every day.”
“I see. Why didn’t you miss it when you meant to pay Mrs.? What’s her name?”
“I paid her last night. You’ve got to pay when you take the room, see? So I came rushing back, but it’s Sunday, and she’d gone back to bed. I rang the bell and banged on the front door for ten minutes before I came round here. Up I went this pipe(管子) and the money was still there. You know the rest, and I hope you believe it because….”
“Mr. Crane, whatever are you doing here? I thought you’d gone an hour ago.” It was Mrs. Fern.
小题1:What did Tidwell see?
A.He saw a man going to a park in a hurry |
B.He saw a man bringing a pipe out, through a window. |
C.He saw a man leaving a house |
D.He saw a man trying to go up a pipe |
A.kept his cigarettes under his pillow at night |
B.always carried his money about him at night |
C.tried to give up the habit of smoking |
D.put his money under his pillow at night |
A.Mrs. Fern found the $80 in the house |
B.Tidwell took Mr. Crane to the police station |
C.Mrs. Fern said sorry to Mr. Crane |
D.Mr. Crane was let go |
Weeks later, I stood in front of the classroom and proudly read my homework. But things started to get strange. I looked around the room, only to find my classmates with big smiles on their faces and tears in their eyes and my stone-faced teacher. I was completely lost. “What could be causing everyone to act this way?”
Oh well, I dropped the paper and sat down at my desk, burning to find out what I had done wrong. As a classmate began his report, it all became clear, “My report is on George Washington, the man who started the American War of Independence.” The whole world became quiet! How could I know that my teacher meant that George Washington?
Of course, my subject result was awful. Sad but fearless, I decided to turn this around. I talked to the headmaster Miss Lancelot, but she said firmly: No re-dos; no new score. I felt that it was not fair, and I believed I deserved a second chance. So I threw myself heartily into my work for the rest of the school year. Ten months later, I sat in the headmaster’s office again, but this time a completely different conversation. I smiled and flashed back to the terrible moment at the beginning of the year as the headmaster told me I was good enough to skip(跳过) the 6th grade and started the 7th grade next term.
小题1:The task I received was to find information about ________.
A.uses for peanuts | B.American War of Independence |
C.George Washington | D.my headmaster Miss Lancelot |
A.The Internet | B.My classmates | C.My grandpa | D.A coin |
A.I was too proud of my homework |
B.I mistook what the homework was about |
C.the whole world suddenly became quiet |
D.the teacher’s face turned to a stone |
A.worked harder to prove my ability |
B.started to study from the 7th grade |
C.was so frightened at the awful result |
D.was given a second chance to redo the work |
A.the headmaster didn’t like the writer at all |
B.the writer’s classmates felt sad at his mistake |
C.the writer knew little about American history |
D.the writer’s grandpa was a very wise man |
A.Seeing is believing. |
B.Where there is a will, there is a way. |
C.One is never too old to learn. |
D.A friend in need is a friend indeed. |