I was on a long drive last weekend and stopped for a rest．At that moment,I noticed a man in a wheelchair   31   by the stop sign．He held a sign in hand，  32   “Trying to make it home for the holidays”．I   33   looked away from it,because I had no   34   to give him．I watched as people drove by,and either ignored him or stared at him   35   he was a curiosity（怪人）of sorts．I felt really   36   for the poor man．

I know some people wouldn’t like to have the thought of   37   money to such strangers in the street,because they thought these people may use that money for drugs,alcohol,or some other undesirable（不良的）  38   ．I started to drive my car away but soon   39   ．Since I don’t usually have much cash on me,I   40   it would be a good idea to offer some food   41   ．So I asked him if he was   42   ．Hearing my words,he seemed shocked that someone   43   his well-being,but he happily   44   it．He said he would like a sandwich and a can of soda．

Inside the store,I bought a sandwich,soda,some water and chips．I   45   them to the new friend who was quite   46   to receive so many delicious foods．  47   the meal time ,I asked his name．He said he was called Chewie,and he was thankful for my help．I   48   him a Smile Card．He read it with a big smile and said,“I always   49   random（偶然）acts of kindness．”

As I drove away,I said a silent prayer（祈祷）that Chewie makes it home for the holidays,or at least he spends them somewhere safe and   50   ．

31．A．jumping                 B．sitting                    C．running                 D．climbing

32．A．asking                   B．copying                 C．showing                D．reading

33．A．quickly                  B．happily                  C．actively                 D．finally

34．A．money                  B．gift                         C．time                       D．sign

35．A．as long as                    B．in case                  C．even though         D．as if

36．A．proud                    B．happy                    C．sorry                            D．strange

37．A．lending                 B．giving                    C．wasting                 D．throwing

38．A．purposes                     B．interests                C．views                     D．roles

39．A．took off                 B．gave up                 C．turned around              D．picked up

40．A．doubted                B．refused                 C．listed                            D．thought

41．A．besides                 B．yet                         C．instead                  D．though

42．A．happy                   B．sleepy                   C．tired                      D．hungry

43．A．brought about              B．talked about          C．cared about          D．thought about

44．A．bought                  B．accepted               C．paid                      D．ate

45．A．dropped                B．donated                C．offered                  D．supported

46．A．glad                      B．stressful                C．uneasy                  D．formal

47．A．Before                  B．Above                   C．For                        D．During

48．A．handed                 B．ordered                 C．borrowed                     D．sold

49．A．cut in                           B．believe in                     C．take in                   D．give in

50．A．cold                      B．upset                            C．warm                            D．afraid

Many trees in the Brackham area were brought down in the terrible storms that March. The town itself lost two great lime trees from the former market square. The disappearance of such striking features had changed the appearance of the town centre entirely, to the annoyance of its more conservative inhabitants(居民).

Among the annoyed, under more normal circumstances, would have been Chief Inspector Douglas Pelham, head of the local police force. But at the height of that week's storm, when the wind brought down even the mature walnut tree in his garden, Pelham had in fact been in no fit state to notice. A large and healthy man, he had for the first time in his life been seriously ill with an attack of bronchitis.

When he first complained of an aching head and tightness in his chest, his wife, Molly, had tried to persuade him to go to the doctor. Convinced that the police force could not do without him, he had, as usual, ignored her and attempted to carry on working. Predictably, though he wouldn't have listened to anyone who tried to tell him so, this had the effect of fogging his memory and shortening his temper.

It was only when his colleague, Sergeant Lloyd, took the initiative and drove him to the doctor's door that he finally gave in. By that time, he didn't have the strength left to argue with her. In no time at all, she was taking him along to the chemist's to get his medicine and then home to his unsurprised wife who sent him straight to bed.

When Molly told him, on the Thursday morning, that the walnut tree had been brought down during the night, Pelham hadn’t been able to take it in. On Thursday evening, he had asked weakly about damage to the house, groaned(含糊不清地说) thankfully when he heard there was none, and pulled the sheets over his head.

It wasn't until Saturday, when the medicine took effect, his temperature dropped and he got up, that he realised with a shock that the loss of the walnut tree had made a permanent difference to the appearance of the living-room. The Pelhams' large house stood in a sizeable garden. It had not come cheap, but even so Pelham had no regrets about buying it. The leafy garden had created an impression of privacy. Now, though, the storm had changed his outlook.

Previously, the view from the living-room had featured the handsome walnut tree. This had not darkened the room because there was also a window on the opposite wall, but it had provided interesting patterns of light and shade that hid the true state of the worn furniture that the family had brought with them from their previous house.

With the tree gone, the room seemed cruelly bright, its worn furnishings exposed in all their shabbiness. And the view from the window didn’t bear looking at. The tall house next door, previously hidden by the tree, was now there, dominating the outlook with its unattractive purple bricks and external pipes. It seemed to have a great many upstairs windows, all of them watching the Pelhams' every movement.

“Doesn’t it look terrible?” Pelham whispered to his wife.

But Molly, standing in the doorway, sounded more pleased than dismayed. “That's what I’ve been telling you ever since we came here. We have to buy a new sofa, whatever it costs.”

1.Why were some people in Brackham annoyed after the storm?

A. No market could be held.                 B. The police had done little to help.

C. The town looked different.               D. Fallen trees had not been removed.

2.In the third paragraph, what do we learn about Chief Inspector Pelham’s general attitude to his work?

A. He finds it extremely annoying.            B. Не is sure that he plays an important role.

C. Не considers the systems are not clear enough.

D. He does not trust the decisions made by his superiors.

3.What aspect of the Pelhams’ furniture does “shabbiness” in paragraph 8 describe?

A. its condition.             B. its colour.      C. its position.     D. its design.

4.As a result of the storm, the Pelhams’ living-room _____.

A. was pleasantly lighter                   B. felt less private

C. had a better view                        D. was in need of repair

5.Why did Molly sound pleased by her husband’s comment?

A. It proved that he was well again.        B. She agreed about the tree.

C. She thought he meant the sofa.           D. It was what she expected him to say.

I was sitting in the room reading when I heard a loud noise. To defend my home from break-in, I picked up my defense weapon--- a broom and went out. There on the roof of my porch（门廊）, I saw a grey fluffy squirrel. I drove her away with the broom, but the next day I heard her again.
I searched squirrels on the net and found because their teeth keep growing, they have to constantly chew on things to shorten their teeth. This was disturbing so I asked my husband to call in some wildlife control people.
On Monday morning two men showed up, with guns in their hands. I pointed uneasily to the hole in my porch roof. They held up their guns. Suddenly I saw in my mind the baby nursery inside. I stopped them and confirmed that they wouldn’t harm her. They hesitated, but finally put down their guns. Then they brought out a bottle of deodorizer（除臭剂）and sprayed it into the squirrel’s home. They told me she would not like the smell and would leave.
There was no sign of Mrs. Squirrel, so they blocked the hole, took my cheque for $250 and left. Shortly after they left, Mrs. Squirrel returned from her shopping trip. She was mad at being driven out and began feverishly clawing at the porch roof. In order to stop the destruction of my home, I drove her away with the broom again.
Each day thereafter, Mrs. Squirrel continued her attack on my possession. I then called the company to report that “SHE’S BAAAAAACK…” The receptionist said that if Mrs. Squirrel had managed to find another way into my porch roof, it would be a new charge. I replied I couldn’t continue contributing my husband’s hard-earned income to their silly wildlife experts and hang up.
I went to the porch and banged on the roof. Mrs. Squirrel came out and glared at me. We negotiated some terms, came to an agreeable arrangement and went back into our respective homes.
All is quiet these days, although large quantities of materials have been removed from my garage wall and my daughter claims that some of her doll-house furniture has disappeared. I still hope that Mrs. Squirrel would leave, but I will wait until it is warmer and hopefully until after the birth of the little ones.
【小题1】What did the author think of the squirrel at first?

I was sitting in the room reading when I heard a loud noise. To defend my home from break-in, I picked up my defense weapon--- a broom and went out. There on the roof of my porch（门廊）, I saw a grey fluffy squirrel. I drove her away with the broom, but the next day I heard her again.

I searched squirrels on the net and found because their teeth keep growing, they have to constantly chew on things to shorten their teeth. This was disturbing so I asked my husband to call in some wildlife control people.

On Monday morning two men showed up, with guns in their hands. I pointed uneasily to the hole in my porch roof. They held up their guns. Suddenly I saw in my mind the baby nursery inside. I stopped them and confirmed that they wouldn’t harm her. They hesitated, but finally put down their guns. Then they brought out a bottle of deodorizer（除臭剂）and sprayed it into the squirrel’s home. They told me she would not like the smell and would leave.

There was no sign of Mrs. Squirrel, so they blocked the hole, took my cheque for $250 and left. Shortly after they left, Mrs. Squirrel returned from her shopping trip. She was mad at being driven out and began feverishly clawing at the porch roof. In order to stop the destruction of my home, I drove her away with the broom again.

Each day thereafter, Mrs. Squirrel continued her attack on my possession. I then called the company to report that “SHE’S BAAAAAACK…” The receptionist said that if Mrs. Squirrel had managed to find another way into my porch roof, it would be a new charge. I replied I couldn’t continue contributing my husband’s hard-earned income to their silly wildlife experts and hang up.

I went to the porch and banged on the roof. Mrs. Squirrel came out and glared at me. We negotiated some terms, came to an agreeable arrangement and went back into our respective homes.

All is quiet these days, although large quantities of materials have been removed from my garage wall and my daughter claims that some of her doll-house furniture has disappeared. I still hope that Mrs. Squirrel would leave, but I will wait until it is warmer and hopefully until after the birth of the little ones.

1.What did the author think of the squirrel at first?

A．Troublesome.      B．Dangerous.        C．Interesting.        D．Clever.

2.Why didn’t the author ask the wildlife control people to come again?

A．She worried about the safety of the squirrel.

B．She thought the company charged too much.

C．She decided to drive away the squirrel herself.

D．She doubted the ability of the wildlife control people.

3.What can we learn from the passage?

A．Getting rid of the squirrel needs patience.

B．The squirrel has destroyed the author’s house.

C．The author has developed affection for the squirrel.

D．The author singed an agreement with Mrs. Squirrel.

4.The author has written the passage in a (an) ________ way.

A．persuasive        B．serious           C．informative        D．amusing

       Having driven almost thirty hours, I decided to stay in South Carolina for a few days．The next morning, I purchased a three-day fishing license and bait （饵料） before heading to the lake．

       Opening my trunk, I carefully took out my fishing gear （用具）, put it on the lake’s edge, baited up and began to fish．

       “Good morning,” said someone, walking up from behind me．

       Turning around, I saw a game warden （猎场管理员） with a clip-board．

       “Good morning,” I said, nodding my head．

       “Catch any fish?” he asked．

       “No sir, just relaxing and killing time．”

       “Can I see your fishing license?”

       I handed him the license I had purchased at the bait shop．

       “Can I see your driver’s license, too?” he requested．

       “I see the name on the driver’s license is spelled Kiser and the name on the fishing license is Kaiser,” said the warden．

       “The gentleman at the bait shop must have written it wrong,” I told him．

       “Well, I’m afraid I’ll have to write you up for fishing with an invalid license and take away your fishing gear．”

       “You’ve got to be kidding,” I responded, with a surprised look on my face．

       Sure enough I was written up and my fishing gear taken away．I was told that I would have to pay a fine and that my stuff would be sold at auction（拍卖）．

       I stood there almost in tears as he drove away．Those rods and reels were very special to me．I had used them over twenty years, fishing with my friends, who were now all dead．

       After returning home in Georgia, I telephoned South Carolina trying to explain the situation, but no one would listen．I was told that the Department of Fish and Game had a “zero tolerance” for fishing and hunting violations．Finally, in tears I paid the fine and gave up the fight．

       Nine months later, I received a letter．I had no idea who it was from as there was no return address．On a plain piece of notebook paper was written “Auction for the Department of Fish and Game held this Saturday at 11:00 am．”

       On Saturday, at six in the morning I headed to South Carolina．By ten o’clock I had found the auction．There were numerous boats and piles upon piles of fishing equipment．All at once, there it was—my wonderful stuff all thrown in a pile as if it was worth nothing．

       As the auction began I took my seat．In my wallet was twenty-seven dollars．For more than an hour I waited for my property to be brought to the auction block．

       “We have three rods and reels here．I guess we will sell this as a unit,” said the auctioneer．

       “50 dollars,” yelled someone in the crowd．

       “51 dollars,” yelled another man．

       I rose from my seat and walked out of the auction．

       “66 dollars,” I heard as the bidding continued．

       “100 dollars,” came another bid．The auction became silent．

       “100 dollars once, 100 dollars twice, 100 dollars three times．Sold for 100 dollars,” went the auctioneer．

       I walked to my truck, got in and just sat there．Suddenly I heard something hit the side of my truck．Turning around, I saw the back of a man putting my three rods and reels into my truck．It was the same game warden who wrote me the ticket almost a year ago!

       As I got out of the truck he stuck out his hand and said, “I wasn’t wrong．It’s the law that is wrong．”

       I shook his hand, thanked him and drove away．I cried as I crossed the South Carolina Georgia state line．

1.Who wrote a letter to the writer telling him about the auction?

       A．The Department of Fish and Game．     B．The game warden．

       C．A person unmentioned in the passage．  D．The auction organizers．

2.Why did the writer walk out of the auction while it was going on?

       A．He realized he was unable to get back his fishing gear．

       B．He was too nervous to stay inside till the auction ended．

       C．He couldn’t bear hearing people selling his fishing gear．

       D．He knew the game warden was waiting for him outside．

3.What did the game warden mean by saying “It’s the law that is wrong”?

       A．It didn’t make any sense to prohibit people from fishing freely in South Carolina．

       B．The writer did break the law by fishing with an invalid license whatever the reason．

       C．The writer should have been allowed a chance to explain and get his things back．

       D．The auction should not have been held to sell the boats and fishing equipment．