It had been a difficult move. I’d left my family and friends in Indiana, the beloved state where I’d lived most of my life. My new home in Florida was thousands of miles away from anything I knew. It was hot—all the time. Jobs were hard to come by, but I was up for almost any challenge.

At last, I taught in a special school where students have severe learning and behavioral difficulties.

Another teacher and I had spent weeks teaching the children appropriate behavior for public outings. Unexpectedly, only a few students, including Kyle, had not earned the privilege of going. He was determined to make his disappointment known.

In the corridor(走廊) between classrooms, he began screaming, cursing, spitting, and swinging at anything within striking distance. Once his outburst died down, he did what he’d done when he was angry at all his other schools, at home, even once at a juvenile detention(拘留)center. He ran.

People watched in disbelief as Kyle dashed straight into the heavy morning traffic in front of the school.

I heard someone shout, “Call the police!”

But I ran after him.

Kyle was at least a foot taller than me. And he was fast. His older brothers were track stars at the nearby high school. But I could run long distances without tiring. I would at least be able to keep him in my sight and know he was alive.

After several blocks of running directly into oncoming traffic, Kyle slowed his pace.

He took a sharp left. Standing next to a trash bin, Kyle bent over with his hands on his knees. I must have looked ridiculous. But his was not a look of fear. I saw his body relax. He did not attempt to run again. Kyle stood still and watched me approach. I had no idea what I was going to say or do, but I kept walking closer.

He opened his mouth to speak when a police car pulled up, abruptly filling the space between Kyle and me. The school principal and an officer got out. They spoke calmly to Kyle, who willingly climbed into the back of the vehicle. I couldn’t hear what was said, but I didn’t take my eyes off Kyle’s face, even as they drove away.

I couldn’t help but feel that I had failed him, that I should have done or said more, that I should have fixed the situation.

I shared my feelings with a speech therapist who was familiar with Kyle’s history. “No one ever ran after him before, Rachel,” she said. “No one. They just let him go.”

Things changed the day he ran and I ran after him, even though I didn’t have the right words, even though I wasn’t able to save him from the mess he was in. It was the day I didn’t throw my hands in the air and decide he was too fast, a waste of time and effort , a lost cause. It was the day my mere presence was enough to make a profound difference.

1.From the passage we know that _____.

A. the author left her family to Florida because jobs were hard to come by in Indiana.

B. students were allowed to go out after they passed some specific tests.

C. the author worked in a school where students were excellent.

D. no teacher had ever run after Kyle before except the author .

2.Which of the following description about Kyle is not true?

A. He had some behavioral difficulties and once moved from one detention to another.

B. He used to run out to let out his anger when he was in school,home or juvenile detention.

C. Different from his brothers, he learned in a special school while not a normal high school.

D. He was moved by his teacher who treated him with more patience and understanding.

3.Which is the correct order of the trace?

①He burst out when he knew he couldn’t go out.    

②I decided to run after him.

③Kyle stoppped beside a trash bin.

④A police car came and Kyle left with it.

⑤He rushed into the heavy morning traffic.     

⑥Kyle slowed his pace.

⑦I walked toward Kyle.

A. ①⑤②⑥③⑦④                 B. ①⑤②④⑥⑦③       

C. ⑤④②⑥③⑦①            D. ①②⑥⑦③④⑤

4.What is the best title of the passage?

A. Kyle, a Boy with Learning and Behavior Difficulties.

B. The Teacher Who Ran.

C. A School with Special Students.    

D. A Terrible Conflict.

It had been a difficult move. I’d left my family and friends in Indiana, the beloved state where I’d lived most of my life. My new home in Florida was thousands of miles away from anything I knew. It was hot—all the time. Jobs were hard to come by, but I was up for almost any challenge.

At last, I taught in a special school where students have severe learning and behavioral difficulties.

Another teacher and I had spent weeks teaching the children appropriate behavior for public outings. Unexpectedly, only a few students, including Kyle, had not earned the privilege of going. He was determined to make his disappointment known.

In the corridor(走廊) between classrooms, he began screaming, cursing, spitting, and swinging at anything within striking distance. Once his outburst died down, he did what he’d done when he was angry at all his other schools, at home, even once at a juvenile detention(拘留)center. He ran.

People watched in disbelief as Kyle dashed straight into the heavy morning traffic in front of the school.

I heard someone shout, “Call the police!”

But I ran after him.

Kyle was at least a foot taller than me. And he was fast. His older brothers were track stars at the nearby high school. But I could run long distances without tiring. I would at least be able to keep him in my sight and know he was alive.

After several blocks of running directly into oncoming traffic, Kyle slowed his pace.

He took a sharp left. Standing next to a trash bin, Kyle bent over with his hands on his knees. I must have looked ridiculous. But his was not a look of fear. I saw his body relax. He did not attempt to run again. Kyle stood still and watched me approach. I had no idea what I was going to say or do, but I kept walking closer.

He opened his mouth to speak when a police car pulled up, abruptly filling the space between Kyle and me. The school principal and an officer got out. They spoke calmly to Kyle, who willingly climbed into the back of the vehicle. I couldn’t hear what was said, but I didn’t take my eyes off Kyle’s face, even as they drove away.

I couldn’t help but feel that I had failed him, that I should have done or said more, that I should have fixed the situation.

I shared my feelings with a speech therapist who was familiar with Kyle’s history. “No one ever ran after him before, Rachel,” she said. “No one. They just let him go.”

Things changed the day he ran and I ran after him, even though I didn’t have the right words, even though I wasn’t able to save him from the mess he was in. It was the day I didn’t throw my hands in the air and decide he was too fast, a waste of time and effort , a lost cause. It was the day my mere presence was enough to make a profound difference.

64. From the passage we know that _____.

   A. the author left her family to Florida because jobs were hard to come by in Indiana.

   B. students were allowed to go out after they passed some specific tests.

   C. the author worked in a school where students were excellent.

   D. no teacher had ever run after Kyle before except the author .

65. Which of the following description about Kyle is not true?

   A. He had some behavioral difficulties and once moved from one detention to another.

   B. He used to run out to let out his anger when he was in school,home or juvenile detention.

   C. Different from his brothers, he learned in a special school while not a normal high school.

   D. He was moved by his teacher who treated him with more patience and understanding.

66. Which is the correct order of the trace?

   ①He burst out when he knew he couldn’t go out. ②I decided to run after him.

   ③Kyle stoppped beside a trash bin.                   ④A police car came and Kyle left with it.

   ⑤He rushed into the heavy morning traffic.          ⑥Kyle slowed his pace.

   ⑦I walked toward Kyle.

   A. ①⑤②⑥③⑦④        B. ①⑤②④⑥⑦③       C. ⑤④②⑥③⑦①      D. ①②⑥⑦③④⑤

67. What is the best title of the passage?

   A. Kyle, a Boy with Learning and Behavior Difficulties.               B. The Teacher Who Ran.

   C. A School with Special Students.                                               D. A Terrible Conflict.

It had been a difficult move. I’d left my family and friends in Indiana, the beloved state where I’d lived most of my life. My new home in Florida was thousands of miles away from anything I knew. It was hot—all the time. Jobs were hard to come by, but I was up for almost any challenge.
At last, I taught in a special school where students have severe learning and behavioral difficulties.
Another teacher and I had spent weeks teaching the children appropriate behavior for public outings. Unexpectedly, only a few students, including Kyle, had not earned the privilege of going. He was determined to make his disappointment known.
In the corridor(走廊) between classrooms, he began screaming, cursing, spitting, and swinging at anything within striking distance. Once his outburst died down, he did what he’d done when he was angry at all his other schools, at home, even once at a juvenile detention(拘留)center. He ran.
People watched in disbelief as Kyle dashed straight into the heavy morning traffic in front of the school.
I heard someone shout, “Call the police!”
But I ran after him.
Kyle was at least a foot taller than me. And he was fast. His older brothers were track stars at the nearby high school. But I could run long distances without tiring. I would at least be able to keep him in my sight and know he was alive.
After several blocks of running directly into oncoming traffic, Kyle slowed his pace.
He took a sharp left. Standing next to a trash bin, Kyle bent over with his hands on his knees. I must have looked ridiculous. But his was not a look of fear. I saw his body relax. He did not attempt to run again. Kyle stood still and watched me approach. I had no idea what I was going to say or do, but I kept walking closer.
He opened his mouth to speak when a police car pulled up, abruptly filling the space between Kyle and me. The school principal and an officer got out. They spoke calmly to Kyle, who willingly climbed into the back of the vehicle. I couldn’t hear what was said, but I didn’t take my eyes off Kyle’s face, even as they drove away.
I couldn’t help but feel that I had failed him, that I should have done or said more, that I should have fixed the situation.
I shared my feelings with a speech therapist who was familiar with Kyle’s history. “No one ever ran after him before, Rachel,” she said. “No one. They just let him go.”
Things changed the day he ran and I ran after him, even though I didn’t have the right words, even though I wasn’t able to save him from the mess he was in. It was the day I didn’t throw my hands in the air and decide he was too fast, a waste of time and effort , a lost cause. It was the day my mere presence was enough to make a profound difference

1. 1.

   From the passage we know that _____

   1. A.
      the author left her family to Florida because jobs were hard to come by in Indiana
   2. B.
      students were allowed to go out after they passed some specific tests
   3. C.
      the author worked in a school where students were excellent
   4. D.
      no teacher had ever run after Kyle before except the author
2. 2.

   Which of the following description about Kyle is not true?

   1. A.
      He had some behavioral difficulties and once moved from one detention to another
   2. B.
      He used to run out to let out his anger when he was in school,home or juvenile detention
   3. C.
      Different from his brothers, he learned in a special school while not a normal high school
   4. D.
      He was moved by his teacher who treated him with more patience and understanding
3. 3.

   Which is the correct order of the trace?
   ①He burst out when he knew he couldn’t go out.      ②I decided to run after him.
   ③Kyle stoppped beside a trash bin.                      ④A police car came and Kyle left with it.
   ⑤He rushed into the heavy morning traffic.       ⑥Kyle slowed his pace.
   ⑦I walked toward Kyle

   1. A.
      ①⑤②⑥③⑦④
   2. B.
      ①⑤②④⑥⑦③
   3. C.
      ⑤④②⑥③⑦①
   4. D.
      ①②⑥⑦③④⑤
4. 4.

   What is the best title of the passage?

   1. A.
      Kyle, a Boy with Learning and Behavior Difficulties
   2. B.
      The Teacher Who Ran
   3. C.
      A School with Special Students
   4. D.
      A Terrible Conflict

阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项A、B、C和D中，选出最佳选项。
On Sunday morning, January 29, the call woke me up. It was the president of ABC News. “Lee, Bob has been __41__ in Iraq,” he said, choosing his words __42__. “He’s alive but he may have taken shrapnel (炮弹碎片) to the brain.”
When I saw Bob in the hospital, nothing could have __43__ me. He was unconscious. His __44__ was swollen to the size of a rugby ball and a piece of his skull was missing. All sorts of __45__ were coming out of his body. His left eye looked like a dead fish. I tried to __46__ myself that he didn’t look that bad, that this was the __47__ and that he’d only get better from here.
There were many months of treatment __48__. Every morning I would head over to the hospital and check on Bob. In the __49__ that a mother uses with her baby I would __50__ to him. I let him know about the kids. I told him stories about us and some of our best __51__ together. I brought music and had home movies for Bob to hear.
One day when I pushed open the door as usual, I __52__. Bob was sitting up in bed, a huge smile on his face. He saw me and __53__ his hands in the air. “Hey, sweetie,” he said, “where have you been?” I tried to speak but no words came out. This was so much more than I’d wanted and prayed for, __54__ I couldn’t really believe it. My husband was __55__ and he was calling me. Half of me wanted to shout in __56__ and gratitude and half of me wanted to __57__ everything, how I’d been there day after day for months. I __58__ to him.
Bob was __59__. He had the best medical treatment possible and the finest doctors. But the most important thing __60__ to be the love that held us close.

Once there was a man who liked to eat mangoes(芒果). One day he decided to get the sweetest mango from the very top of the tree. Mangoes which are exposed to the sun the most are the sweetest.

So he climbed up to the top, where the branches were thin. He managed to pick up a few sweet reddish fruits, but, in an attempt to climb down, he slipped and started falling towards the ground. Fortunately, he caught the branch as he was falling and remained helplessly hanging on the tree. Then he started to call nearby villagers for help. They immediately came with a ladder and sticks, but could do little to help him.

Then after some time one calm and thoughtful person arrived - a well-known sage who lived in a simple hut nearby. People were very curious to see what he would do, as he was famous in solving many people’s problems in the area and sometimes very complicated ones.

He was silent for a minute and then picked up a stone and threw it at the hanging man. Everybody was surprised. The hanging mango lover started to shout: What are you doing?! Are you crazy? Do you want me to break my neck?”  The sage was silent. Then he took another stone and threw it at the man. The man was very angry: “If I could just come down, I would show you!”

That’s what everybody wanted - that he came down. But how? Now everybody was tense(紧张), as to what would happen next! Some wanted to punish the sage, but they didn’t. The sage picked another stone and threw it again at the man, even more forcefully. Now the man on the tree was enraged and developed a great determination to come down and take revenge（报仇）.

He then used all his skill and strength and somehow reached the branches which were safe to start going down. And he made it! Everybody was amazed.

However, the rescued man found the sage gone. He stood there, realizing that the man really helped him because he induced him to try his best and save himself.

 “I should be thankful and not angry.”

1.What happened after he had picked a few sweet reddish mangoes?

A．He remained hanging helplessly on the tree.

B．He slipped and fell to the ground suddenly.

C．He was climbing down quickly but carefully.

D．He shouted loudly for help but no one helped.

2.How did the man feel when the sage hit him with a stone?

A．He was nervous. B．He kept silent. C．He was angry.  D．He felt surprised.

3.What do you think motivated the man to climb down?

A．Courage.    B. Assistance.       C．Carefulness.   D．Revenge.

4.From the story we know that the sweetest mango must be the one         .

A．on the tree for the longest time    B．hidden in the middle of a tree

C．on the very top of the a tree      D．exposed to sunlight less often

5.The best title of this passage will be _____.

A．Anger saves one’s life.             B．Wisdom does count.

C．Skill and strength count.      D．Anger is the biggest enemy.