John Blanchard was studying the crowd making their way through the station. He was looking for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn’t, the girl with the rose.
When reading a book in a Florida library a year before, John became interested not in the contents of the book, but in the notes penciled in the margin(（空白处）. The handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and beautiful mind. He discovered the former owner’s name in the front of the book: Miss Hollis Maynell.
He located her address and wrote a letter introducing himself. The next day he was shipped overseas to serve in the army. During the next year,they grew to know each other through the mail and their friendship developed. John requested a photograph, but she refused, saying if he really cared, it wouldn’t matter what
she looked like. When the day finally came for him to return home, their first meeting was suggested-7:00 p.m. at the Grand Central Station in New York.
She wrote, “You’ll recognize me by the red rose I wear on my coat.” So now John was in the station to meet the girl with a rose.
As a pretty and slim girl in green came over, John noticed her blue eyes like flowers in spring. He walked directly towards her, entirely forgetting she was not wearing a rose. As John came closer to her, he saw another woman with a red rose stood nearby. Well past 40, this woman had graying hair done under a worn hat. Seeing the girl in green walk quickly away, John felt as if he were split(劈开) in two. He desired to follow that girl, but longed for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned and supported him.
The woman looked gentle and sensible. John went to her, saying, “I’m Captain John Blanchard. You must be Miss Maynell. I am glad to meet you here. May I take you to dinner?”
She replied with a smile, “I don’t know what this is about. But the lady in green who just went by, begged me to wear this rose on my coat. She said if you asked me out to dinner, I’d tell you she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!”
【小题1】
John was eager to know the former owner of the book because      .

Jerry stood up and looked at the crowd of people making their way through the station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he    36  , the girl with the    37  . The story had begun twelve months before in a    38  . Taking a book off the shelf he found himself    39   by the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting    40   a thoughtful soul and an insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the    41   owner’s name, Rosanna.
During the next year the two grew to know each other through the    42   . Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. The day finally came for their first    43   - 7:00 PM at the station.
A beautiful young woman was coming toward me, her    44  tall and slim. I started to walk toward her with delight, entirely forgetting to    45   that she was not wearing a rose. I    46  made one step closer to her, and then I saw Rosanna, a short and fat woman well past 40, was standing almost directly    47   the girl. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away.
I felt   48   I was split in two, and there she stood. My fingers gripped the worn leather copy of the    49   that was to identify me to her. I knew this would not be     50  , something perhaps even better than love. I felt choked by the bitterness of my     51  . “I’m Jerry, and you must be Rosanna. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to    52  ?”
The woman’s face broadened into a big smile. “I don't know what this is about, son,” she answered,” but the young lady in the green suit who just    53   begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said    54  you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big   55 across the street. She said it was some kind of test!”

阅读下面短文，从短文后各题的A、B、C、D四个选项中，选出适合填入
对应空白处的最佳选项, 并在答题卡上将该选项涂黑。   
My job was to make classroom observations and encourage a training program that would enable students to feel good about themselves and take charge of their lives. Donna was one of the volunteer teachers who participated in this      .
One day, I entered Donna’s classroom, took a seat in the back of the room and      . All the students were working       a task. The student next to me was filling her page with “I Can’ts.” “I can’t kick the soccer ball.” “I can’t get Debbie to like me.” Her page was half full and she showed no       of stopping. I walked down the row and found       was writing sentences, describing things they couldn’t do.
By this time the activity aroused my      , so I decided to check with the teacher to see what was going on       I noticed she too was busy writing. “I can’t get John’s mother to come for a parents’ meeting.” I felt it best not to      .
After another ten minutes, the students were       to fold the papers in half and bring them to the front. They placed their “I Can’t” statements into an empty shoebox. Then Donna     hers. She put the lid on the box, tucked it under her arm and headed out the door. Students followed the teacher. I followed the students. Halfway down the hallway Donna got a shovel from the tool house, and then marched the students to the farthest corner of the playground. There they began to      . The box of “I Can’ts” was placed at the       of the hole and then quickly covered with dirt. At this point Donna announced, “Boys and girls, please join hands and       your heads.” They quickly formed a circle around the grave.
Donna delivered the eulogy (悼词). “Friends, we gathered here today to       the memory of ‘I Can’t.’ He is       by his brothers and sisters ‘I Can’ and ‘I Will’. May ‘I Can’t’ rest in      . Amen!”
She turned the students       and marched them back into the classroom. They celebrated the       of “I Can’t”. Donna cut a large tombstone from paper. She wrote the words “I Can’t” at the top and the date at the bottom, then hung it in the classroom. On those rare occasions when a student       and said, “I Can’t,” Donna       pointed to the paper tombstone. The student then remembered that “I Can’t” was dead and chose other statement.   

1. A．job B．project C．observation D．course

2. A．checked? B．noticed C．watched D．waited

3. A．on B．with C．as D．for

4. A．scenes? B．senses C．marks D．signs

5. A．nobody B．somebody C．everyone D．anyone

6. A．curiosity B．suspect C．sympathy D．worry

7. A．and B．or C．but D．so

8. A．insert B．interrupt C．talk D．request

9. A．taught B．shown C．forced D．instructed

10. A．added B．wrote C．made D．folded

11. A．cry B．pray C．dig D．play

12. A．back B．bottom C．top D．edge

13. A．drop B．raise C．fall D．lift

14. A．keep B．thank C．forgive D．honor

15. A．remembered B．punished C．removed D．replaced

16. A．silence B．heart C．peace D．memory

17. A．down B．up C．off D．around

18. A．birth B．passing C．loss D．starting

19. A．awoke B．reminded C．forgot D．apologized

20. A．simply B．hardly C．seriously D．angrily

完形填空（共15小题；每小题1分，满分15分）
My job was to make classroom observations and encourage a training program that would enable students to feel good about themselves and take charge of their lives. Donna was one of the volunteer teachers who participated in this  36 .
One day, I entered Donna’s classroom, took a seat in the back of the room and   37 .All the students were working on a task. The student next to me was filling her page with “I Can’ts.” “I can’t kick the soccer ball.” “I can’t get Debbie to like me.” Her page was half full and she showed no    38   of stopping. I walked down the row and found   39  was writing sentences, describing things they couldn’t do.
By this time the activity aroused my    40   , so I decided to check with the teacher to see what was going on,    41    I noticed she too was busy writing “I can’t get John’s mother to come for a parents’ meeting.” …I felt it best not to interrupt.
After another ten minutes, the students were instructed to fold the papers in half and bring them to the front. They placed their “I Can’t” statements into an empty shoe box. Then Donna   42    hers. She put the lid on the box, tucked it under her arm and headed out the door.
Students followed the teacher. I followed the students. Halfway down the hallway Donna got a shovel(铲子) from the tool house, and then marched the students to the farthest corner of the playground. There they began to    43  . The box of “I Can’ts” was placed at the    44   of the hole and then quickly covered with dirt. At this point Donna announced, “Boys and girls, please join hands and     45    your heads.” They quickly formed a circle around the grave.
Donna delivered the eulogy(悼词).“Friends, we gathered here today to honor the memory of ‘I Can’t.’ He is   46  by his brothers and sisters ‘I Can’ and ‘I Will’. May ‘I Can’t’ rest in    47  . Amen!”
She turned the students    48    and marched them back into the classroom. They celebrated the    49    of “I Can’t”. Donna cut a large tombstone from paper. She wrote the words “I Can’t ”at the top and the date at the bottom, then hung it in the classroom. On those rare occasions when a student forgot and said, “I Can’t,” Donna    50    pointed to the paper tombstone. The student then remembered that “I Can’t” was dead and chose other statement.

---May I take your order now?

   ---_______.

A. No,I'm in trouble now       B.Yes, we obey orders

C. Yes, I'd like a dish of chicken  D.No, I don't have a choice of meat