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第三部分阅读理解(共20小题;每小题2分,满分40分)
阅读下列短文,从每题所给的四个选项(A、B、C和D)中,选出最佳选项,并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
On some level, I always knew that I wanted to be a doctor--at least from the age of eight or ten years old, anyway.
Although my father wasn’t a doctor, he made his own brand of “house calls. I followed him as he brought a plate of my mother’s home cooking to an elderly man named Frank on all major holidays and when Frank was sick. As far as I know, their only connection was that Frank was an occasional customer at Dad’s small gas station. Frank’s home was a two-room house on the rough side of town with an old front porch(门廊) where you could fall if you weren’t careful. Frank had no relatives and as far as I could tell, no other visitors either. Through his attitude of caring, my father was teaching me to be a doctor, although neither of us knew it at the time.
When I was 13, my father developed lung cancer. He brought home a diagram the doctor had drawn showing where his cancer was and told me that he was going to die. He asked me to take care of my mother when he was gone. I was an only child. He said he loved me on the night when he died.
When you’re 13 and your father dies, you have some choices to make. You can use the situation as an excuse for letting your actions and grades go down, or you can honor his memory and try to do something positive with yourself. I focused my energy on my schoolwork and my goal of becoming a doctor.
56. What was the father’s“own brand of ‘house calls’”?
A. His treatment for Frank’s serious illness. B. Being kind to Frank.
C. His attitude towards the author. D. His wish that his son would be a doctor.
57. The author did something to realize his dream to be a doctor when ________.
A. Father helped Frank regularly
B. Father developed lung cancer
C. Father asked him / her to take care of Mother
D. Father died
58. What influence did his father’s death have on the author?
A. The author began to think seriously about his career.
B. The author was too sorrowful to go on studying.
C. The author used the situation as an excuse to quit school.
D. The author worked harder to achieve his goal of becoming a doctor.
59. Which of the following is TRUE according to the passage?
A. Father taught the author how to be a doctor by making house calls on Frank.
B. In return for Father's help, Frank usually came up at his gas station.
C. The author had no sisters or brothers.
D. The author was deeply influenced by Father's doctor who treated his cancer.
60. What's the best title for the passage?
A. What Made Father Respectable B. What Led Me to Be a Doctor
C. How to Help Strangers D. How to Deal with Death
单词拼写
【小题1】Senior people should go to hospital to have themselves e______ once a year.
【小题2】Many unusual things have been found in the ________(胃) of some sharks(鲨鱼).
【小题3】What do you mean by l_______ a candle in the daytime?
【小题4】To tell the truth, I feel _______(荣幸) by your trust.
【小题5】Most people of my father’s ________(一代) have experienced the hardship of wars.
【小题6】I r________ her without difficulty, because she was as beautiful as ten years ago.
【小题7】As the plane was about to take off, we all f______ our seat belts.
【小题8】The sports meet was so _______ (成功的) that we were praised by the leaders.
【小题9】It is _______(极其) hot outside . I have never experienced such a hot summer in my life.
【小题10】The _______(鼓舞人心的) story of the scientists moved many students . They decided to study hard.
When I was about 12, I had an enemy, a girl who liked to point out my shortcomings(缺点). Week by week her list grew: I was very thin, I wasn’t a good student, I talked too much, I was too proud, and so on. I tried to hear all this as long as I could. At last, I became very angry. I ran to my father with tears in my eyes.
He listened to me quietly, and then he asked. “Are the things she says true or not? Janet, didn’t you ever wonder what you’re really like? Well, you now have that girl’s opinion. Go and make a list of everything she said and mark(标记) the points that are true. Pay no attention to the other things she said.”
I did as he told me. To my great surprise, I discovered that about half the things were true. Some of them I couldn’t change (like being very thin), but a good number I could — and suddenly I wanted to change. For the first time I go to fairly clear picture of myself.
I brought the list back to Daddy. He refused(拒绝) to take it. “That’s just for you,” he said. “You know better than anyone else the truth about yourself. But you have to learn to listen, not just close your ears in anger and feeling hurt. When something said about you is true, you’ll find it will be of help to you. Our world is full of people who think they know your duty. Don’t shut your ears. Listen to them all, but hear the truth and do what you know is the right thing to do.”
Daddy’s advice has returned to me at many important moments. In my life, I’ve never had a better piece of advice.
【小题1】What does “Week by week her list grew” mean in the first paragraph?
A.As time went by, she discovered more shortcomings of mine. |
B.She made a longer list of my shortcomings the next week. |
C.She more and more disliked me as time went by. |
D.She added one more shortcoming on the list every week. |
A.To pay no attention to her “enemy’s” gossiping. |
B.To keep away from her “enemy” at school. |
C.To write down what the girl said and accept the truth. |
D.To do whatever she wanted to as usual. |
A.Because he wanted her daughter to perfect herself. |
B.Because what the list said were not his shortcomings. |
C.Because he thought the list didn’t belong to him. |
D.Because he believed the list could be well kept by her. |
A.Not an Enemy, But a Good Friend | B.The Best Advice I’ve Ever Had |
C.My Father and I | D.My Childhood |
I sit at my kitchen table, while my daughter, Anna, sits next to my mother. On the wall hangs a photo of my father.
“When is Rick going to be here?” My mother asks, referring to my husband.
“I don’t know, Mom,” I answer patiently. “He’ll be here for dinner.”
I sigh and get up from the table. This is at least the tenth time she has asked that question.
While my mother and daughter play, I busy myself making a salad.
“Don't put in any onions,” Mom says. “You know how Daddy hates onion.”
“Yes, Mom,” I answer.
I scrub(洗擦) off a carrot and chop it into bite-size pieces.
“Don't put any onions in the salad,” she reminds me. “You know how Daddy hates onion.”
This time I can’t answer.
My mother had been beautiful. She still is. In fact, my mother is still everything she has
been, just a bit forgetful.
I cut off the end of the cucumber and rub it to take away the bitterness. Cut and rub. This
is a trick I have learned from my mother, along with a trillion other things: cooking, sewing,
dating, laughing, thinking. I learned how to grow up.
And I learned that when my mother was around, I never had to be afraid.
So why am I afraid now?
I study my mother's hands. Her nails are no longer a bright red, but painted a light pink.
Almost no color at all. And as I stare at them, I realize I am feeling them as they shaped my
youth. Hands that packed a thousand lunches and wiped a million tears off my cheeks.
Now my hands have grown into those of my mother's. Hands that have cooked uneaten
meals, held my own daughter's frightened fingers on the first day of school and dried tears
off her face.
I grow lighthearted. I can feel my mother kiss me goodnight, check to see if the window is
locked, then blow another kiss from the doorway. Then I am my mother, blowing that same
kiss to Anna.
Outside everything is still. Shadows fall among the trees, shaped like pieces of a puzzle.
Someday my daughter will be standing in my place, and I will rest where my mother now sits.
Will I remember then how it felt to be both mother and daughter? Will I ask the same
question too many times?
I walk over and sit down between my mother and her granddaughter.
“Where is Rick?” my mother asks, resting her hand on the table next to mine. And in that
instant I know she remembers. She may repeat herself a little too much. But she remembers.
“He’ll be here,” I answer with a smile.
【小题1】What’s wrong with the writer’s mother?
A.She is very old. | B.She suffers forgetfulness. |
C.She is absent-minded. | D.She is eager to see Rick. |
A.He might have passed away for years. |
B.He goes out for a walk by himself. |
C.He is out doing something with Rick. |
D.He loves the writer’s mother deeply. |
A.Mother’s hands witnessed my growth as a youth |
B.Mother’s hands are similar to mine as a youth |
C.I like to feel mother’s hands when she was young |
D.I realize her hands were exactly like those in her youth |
A.Content. | B.Disappointed. | C.Loving. | D.Considerate. |
A.Mother’s beauty | B.My father hates onion |
C.Hard-working mother | D.Mother’s hands |
Watching some children trying to catch butterflies one hot August afternoon, I was reminded of an incident in my own childhood.When I was a boy of 12 in South Carolina, something happened to me that cured me forever of wanting to put any wild creature in a cage.
We lived on the edge of a wood, and every evening at dusk the mockingbirds would come and rest in the trees and sing. There isn’t a musical instrument made by man that can produce a more beautiful sound than the song of the mockingbird.
I decided that I would catch a young bird and keep it in a cage and in that way would have my own private musician.
I finally succeeded in catching one and put it in a cage. At first, in its fright at being captured, the bird fluttered about the cage, but eventually it settled down in its new home. I felt very pleased with myself and looked forward to some beautiful singing from my tiny musician.
I had left the cage out on our back porch, and on the second day of the bird’s captivity my new pet’s mother flew to the cage with food in her mouth. The baby bird ate everything she brought to it. I was pleased to see this. Certainly the mother knew better than I how to feed her baby.
The following morning when I went to see how my captive was doing, I discovered it on the floor of the cage, dead. I was shocked! What had happened! I had taken excellent care of my little bird, or so I thought.
Arthur Wayne, the famous ornithologist, happened to be visiting my father at the time, hearing me crying over the death of my bird, explained what had occurred. “A mother mockingbird, finding her young in a cage, will sometimes bring it poison berries. She thinks it better for her young to die than to live in captivity.”
Never since then have I caught any living creature and put it in a cage. All living creatures have a right to live free.
【小题1】Why did the writer catch a mockingbird when he was a boy of 12?
A.He wanted it to sing for him | B.He had just got a new cage. |
C.He liked its beautiful feather. | D.He wanted a pet for a companion. |
A.was frightened to death |
B.drank the poisonous water by mistake |
C.ate the poisonous food its mother gave it |
D.refused to eat anything |
A.a religious person | B.a kind person | C.an expert in birds | D.a schoolmaster |
A.Be careful about food you give to baby birds. |
B.All birds put in a cage won’t live long. |
C.You should keep the birds from their mother. |
D.Freedom is very valuable to all creatures. |