完形填空

　　Once upon a time a peacock(孔雀)and a tortoise(乌龟)became good friends．The peacock lived in a tree on the bank of a river in which the tortoise had his 　　1　　．Every day after the peacock had a drink of water, he 　　2　　 dance near the river and 　　3　　 his beautiful feathers to his friend．

　　One 　　4　　 day, a hunter caught the peacock and was about to 　　5　　 him away to the market．The unhappy bird 　　6　　 the hunter to allow him to say goodbye to his friend, the tortoise, 　　7　　 it would be the last time he would see him．The hunter 　　8　　 and took him to the tortoise．

　　The tortoise asked the hunter to let the peacock 　　9　　, but the hunter laughed at the request, 　　10　　 that was his means of livelihood(生活)．Then the tortoise said,“If I give you a beautiful present, will you let my friend go?”

　　“　　11　　,”answered the hunter,“that is all I want．”

　　The tortoise 　　12　　 into the water and in a few seconds he came up with a beautiful pearl．To the hunter's great astonishment, he handed it to him．This was 　　13　　 the hunter's expectation, and he freed the peacock immediately．

　　A short time later, the bad hunter 　　14　　 and told the tortoise that he thought he had not 　　15　　 enough for the release of his friend, and 　　16　　 that, unless a pearl which is similar to that one was offered to him, he would catch the peacock again．The tortoise, who had already advised his friend to 　　17　　 himself in a distant place, was greatly 　　18　　 with the greedy man．“Well,”said the tortoise,“if you 　　19　　 having another pearl like this one, give it to me and I will find you a(an)　　20　　 match of it．”

　　The hunter gave the pearl to the tortoise quickly．Then the tortoise replied,“I can't find another one and give you two!”

　　He disappeared into the river, leaving the hunter sorry for being so greedy．

完形填空

　　School was over and I was mentally and physically tired．I sat at the very front of the bus because of my 　　1　　 to get home．Sitting at the front makes you 　　2　　 out like a shiny coin in a pile of dull pennies．

　　Janie, the driver, tried to break the 　　3　　 atmosphere by striking the match of 　　4　　．I tried to mind my manners and 　　5　　 listen, but usually I was too busy thinking about my day．On this day, 　　6　　, her conversation was worth listening to．

　　“My father's sick”, she said to no one in 　　7　　．I could see the anxiety and fear in her eyes．With a sudden change of attitude and interest, I asked,“What's wrong with him?”

　　With her eyes wet and her voice tight from 　　8　　 the tears, she responded,“Heart trouble…”Her eyes lowered as she 　　9　　．“I've already lost my mum, so I don't think I can stand losing him．”

　　I couldn't respond．I was 　　10　　．My heart ached for her．I sat on the old, smelly seat thinking of the great 　　11　　 my own mother was thrown into when my father died．I saw how hard it was, 　　12　　 still is, for her, I wouldn't like anyone to go 　　13　　 that．

　　Suddenly I realized Janie wasn't only a bus driver．That was 　　14　　 her job．She had a whole world of family and concerns too．I had never thought of her as 　　15　　 but a driver．

　　I suddenly felt very 　　16　　．I realized I had only thought of people as 　　17　　 as what their purposes were in my life．I paid no attention to Janie because she was a bus driver．I had judged her by her job and brushed her off as 　　18　　．

　　For all I know, I'm just another person in 　　19　　 else's world, and may not even be important．I 　　20　　 not have been so selfish and self-centered．Everyone has places to go, people to see and appointments to keep．Understanding people is an art．