The Hand
Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher gave her class fun work to draw a picture of  36  for which they were thankful.
Most of the class might be  37   to be economically(经济上) poor, but still many would  38   a big holiday dinner with turkeys and other traditional goodies of the season. These, the teacher thought, would be the   39   of most of her students’ art. And they really were.
But Douglas made a   40   kind of picture, for Douglas was a different kind of boy. He was the teacher’s true child of pity and love,  41  and unhappy. As other children played at break, Douglas was likely to stand close by her side. One could only guess the pain Douglas felt  42   those sad eyes.
Yes, his picture was different. When he was  43  to draw a picture of something for which he was thankful, he drew a  44  ---nothing else. Just an empty hand.
His picture brought out the heated  45  of his classmates. Whose hand could it be? One child guessed it was the hand of a farmer because farmers  46   turkeys. Another suggested a police officer’s because the police protect and  47   people. And so the discussion went --- until the teacher   48   forgot the young artist.
  49 the children had gone on to do other work, she   50 Douglas’ desk, bent down, and asked him whose hand it was. The little boy looked away and said in a very low voice, “It’s yours, teacher.”
She recalled the  51    when she had taken his hand and walked with him here and there and how  52   she had said, “Take your hand, Douglas, and we’ll go outside.” or “Let me show you how to hold your pencil.” or “Let’s do this together.” Douglas was most   53   for his teacher’s hand.
Brushing aside tears, she went on with her work.
In fact, people  54   not always say “Thanks”. But they would remember the hand that  55   .

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It was 7:15 in the morning of February 8, 2007. I was walking along Park Road towards the east while an old man came out of the park on the other sides of the street. Then I saw a yellow car drive up Third Street and made a right turn into Park Road. The next moment the car hit the man while she was crossing the road. He fell with a cry. The car didn’t stop and drive off at full speed heading west. I noticed the driver was young woman wore a pair of glasses and the plate number was AC864. After two minutes later, I stopped a passed car and took the old man to the nearest hospital.

The Hand

Thanksgiving Day was near. The first grade teacher gave her class a fun assignment to draw a

picture of ___36____ for which they were thankful.

Most of the class might be _37___  economically disadvantaged, but still many would __38___ the holidays with turkeys and other traditional goodies of the season. These, the teacher thought, would be the ___39___ of most of her students’ art. And they were.

   But Douglas made a(n) __40___ kind of picture. Douglas was a different kind of boy. He was the teacher’s true child of misery,__41_____ and unhappy. As other children played at recess, Douglas was likely to stand close by her side. One could only guess the pain Douglas felt ___42___those sad eyes.

  Yes, his picture was different. When__43____ to draw a picture of something for which he was thankful, he drew a____44____. Nothing else. Just a empty hand.

   His abstract image captured the _45_____ of his classmates, Whose hand could it be ? One child guessed it was the hand of a farmer, because farmers__46_____ turkeys. Another suggested a police officer, because the police protect and __47____ people. And so the discussion went ------ until the teacher ___48__  forgot the young artist himself.

  __49____ the children had gone on to other assignments, she_50_____ at Douglas’ desk, bent down, and asked him whose hand it was. The little boy looked away and murmured, “It’s yours, teacher.”

  She recalled the __51___ she had taken his hand and walked with him here and there, as she had other student. How _52_____ had she said, “Take your hand, Douglas, we’ll go outside.” Or, “Let me show you how to hold your pencil.” Or, “Let’s do this together.” Douglas was most ____53__ for his teacher’s hand.

  Brushing aside a tear, she went on with her work.

  In fact, people __54___ not always say “thanks”. But they will remember the hand that ____55___ .

A．anything       B．something      C．nothing        D．everything

A．suggested      B．affected        C．encouraged     D．considered

A．celebrate       B．share          C．like           D．avoid

A．purposes       B．subjects        C．motivations     D．examples

A．good          B．encouraging     C．different       D．exciting

A．merry         B．naughty         C．weak         D．lively

A．behind        B．beside           C．before        D．around

A．ordered       B．asked            C．forced        D．persuaded

A．gift           B．person           C．hand         D．wonder

A．thought       B．description       C．respect       D．imagination

A．raise         B．need            C．buy          D．sell

A．look at       B．care for          C．take away     D．drive off

A．always       B．almost           C．usually       D．therefore

A．Before       B．Now that         C．Since         D．When

A．stared        B．aimed           C．paused        D．glanced

A．chances      B．forms            C．ways         D．times

A．seldom       B．often            C．soon         D．much

A．thankful      B．calm            C．pleased       D．comfortable

A．could        B．must            C．should        D．might

A．move on     B．stick above       C．reaches out     D．help out

Urban legends are stories that are told and believed in many places．Too many places，in fact．It simply isn’t credible that the same unlikely events take place in so many different towns．For some reason，though，that particular set of events appeals to the imagination and the tale spreads．

A very common North American urban legend concerns a mad man in the woods．A dangerous mad man has escaped from a hospital for the mentally ill．At some point in his life he has lost a hand and it has been replaced by a hook．A boy and a girl are out dating，sitting in a car．They hear on the radio that the area is dangerous，so they drive off．When they arrive home they find a bloodstained hook hanging on the door handle of the car door next to the girl．

Missing kidney(肾)stories are fairly common．Of course，the details are variable．It might be a woman waking up in a strange hotel in Bangkok，or a man finding himself in a cold bath in Toronto．or a young man with faint memories of wild disco party，but they all find a flesh wound，and discover that one of their kidneys has been removed and，probably, sold．

The back seat killer has plenty of drama．A woman gets into her Car late at night．Another Car follows her, speeding，flashing lights and really frightening her．She gets home and keeps on pressing the horn．Her husband runs out．The chasing car stops．The husband demands to know why the driver has been frightening his wife．He says he saw a strange man get into the back of the car as the wife got in，and then hide．They go and look，and there is a dangerous mad man...

1.What is the writer’s attitude towards “urban legends”?

2.What can be inferred from the hook hanging on the Car door?

3.What do we know about the three people mentioned in the third paragraph?

4.Why does the woman driver keep on pressing the horn?

5.How should we describe the second driver in the 4th paragraph?

If you have ever gone through a toll booth(收费所), you know that your relationship to the person in the booth is not the most intimate you'll ever have. It is one of life's frequent affairs: You hand over some money; you might get change; you drive off.
　　Late one morning in 1984, headed for lunch in San Francisco, I drove toward a booth. I heard loud music. It sounded like a party. I looked around. No other cars with their windows open. No sound trucks. I looked at the toll booth. Inside it, the man was dancing.
　　"What are you doing?" I asked.
　　"I'm having a party," he said.
　　"What about the rest of the people?" I looked at the other toll booths.
　　He said, "What do those look like to you?" He pointed down the row of toll booths.
　　"They look like……toll booths. What do they look like to you?"
　　He said, "Vertical coffins. At 8:30 every morning, live people get in. Then they die for eight hours. At 4:30, like Lazarus from the dead, they reemerge and go home. For eight hours, brain is on hold, dead on the job. Going through the motions."
　　I was amazed. This guy had developed a philosophy, a mythology about his job. Sixteen people dead on the job, and the seventeenth, in precisely the same situation, figures out a way to live. I could not help asking the next question: "Why is it different for you? You're having a good time."
He looked at me. "I knew you were going to ask that. I don't understand why anybody would think my job is boring. I have a corner office, glass on all sides. I can see the Golden Gate, San Francisco, and the Berkeley hills. Half the Western world vacations here……and I just stroll in every day and practice dancing."
【小题1】According to the first paragraph, in most cases, how do you describe the relationship between drivers and toll booth?