From the very beginning, Martin felt that he was bound up with（与……紧紧地在一起）his lovely little patient. One day, following some tests , Betty gave the doctor a big hug（拥抱）.

　　A few months later the doctor removed not only the tumour（肿瘤）, but also the entire lower left side of Betty’s gum（牙龈）and jawbone. Because Betty was so young, Martin was hopeful that her jawbone might regenerate.

　　Within three months, Betty’s tumour grew as large as an orange, changing the natural appearance of the left side of her small, delicate （ = thin; not strong）face. Soon she couldn’t even close her mouth, and as her eating problems worsened, Betty ‘s weight dropped from 20 kilos to 15. Martin knew from experience that it might invade the brain.

　　The only other possibility was thorough radiation therapy （放射疗法）. Night after night, Betty's father gave her injection, but the tumour remained as big as ever. Then one evening. Morgan noticed that the tumour had begun to change. It was actually becoming smaller! For two months her tumour appeared to be going away for ever. In the coming months, Betty’s tumour continued to appear. She was able to eat solid food once again. Her jawbone was regenerating. The tumour was gone.

　　67．What do you think the underlined word regenerate means? It means “________”.

　　A. lose one’s life

　　B. give a new life to

　　C. be made by hand

　　D. pass on from one generation to another

　　68．If Betty’s jawbone didn’t regenerate, the doctors ________ .

　　A. would rebuild her jaw

　　B. would continue the treatment

　　C. would use new medicine

　　D. could do nothing else

　　69．If the brain should be invaded, the result would ________.

　　A. prevent her growth

　　B. reduce her weight

　　C. cause her brain damaged

　　D. affect her eyesight

　　70．What did the doctors do two months later?

　　A. They continued their observations.

　　B. They gave up the operation on Betty.

　　C. They found out what caused Betty’s strange disease.

D. They declared that Betty’s strange disease was cured.

Night after night，she came to tuck me in，even long after my childhood years．Following her longstanding custom，she'd lean down and push my long hair out of the way，then kiss my forehead．

I don't remember when it first started annoying me—her hands pushing my hair that way． But it did annoy me，for they felt work—worn and mush against my young skin．Finally，one night，I shouted out at her，"Don't do that anymore--your hands are too rough!" She didn't say anything in reply．But never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression of her love．

Time after time，with the passing years，my thoughts returned to that night．By then I missed my mother's hands，missed her goodnight kiss on my forehead．Sometimes the incident seemed very close，sometimes far away．But always it lurked，in the back of my mind．

Well，the years have passed，and I'm not a little girl anymore．Mom is in her mid—seven—ties．and those hands I once thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my family．She's been our doctor，reaching into a medicine cabinet(医药箱)for the remedy(药物)to calm a young girl's stomach or soothe(安慰)the boy's scraped knee．She cooks the best fried chicken in the world…gets stains out of blue cans, like I never could…

Now, my own children are grown and gone．Mom no longer has Dad，and on special occasions．I find myself drawn next door to spend the night with her．So it was late on Thanksgiving Eve, as I slept in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand hesitantly run across, my face to brush the hair from my forehead．Then a kiss，ever so gently，touched my brow(额头)．

In my memory，for the thousandth，time，I recalled the night my young voice complained，"Don't do that anymore--your hands are too rough!" Catching Mom's hand in hand，I blurted (冲口说出)out how sorry I was for that night．I thought she'd remember ，as I did．But Mom didn't know what I Was talking about．She had forgotten--and forgiven—long ago．

That night, I fell asleep with a new appreciation for my gentle mother and her carrying hands. And the guilt that I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found．

1．What would be the best title for the text ?

A．Mother's Hands        B．Appreciation for Mother．

C．My Childhood Years．  D．My Unselfish Mother．

2. The author began to get annoyed because—

A．her mother's hands were really old and tough

B．she thought she didn't need her mother's care

C．she didn't like her mother any more

D．her mother stayed in her room too long

3. What do we know about the author?

A. With time passing, she began to understand her mother．

B．She was an only child in the family．

C．She never forgave herself．

D．Her mother was a doctor．

4．By saying "Then a kiss，ever so gently，touched my brow．"，the author means

that________

A．children need Mother's kissing     B．mothers kiss their children gently

C．mothers love their children forever  D．children depend on their mothers

5．It can be inferred from the text that _____________

A．the author began to spend nights with her mother

B．her mother  never kissed  author again

C．her mother forgave her at last

D．the author felt guilty of what she did to her mother

A 12-year-old boy saw something in a shop window that set his heart racing. But the   1  – five dollars was far beyond Reuben Earle’s money. Five dollars would   2  almost a week’s food for his family.

But hearing the sound of hammering (捶打的声音) from a side street, Reuben had a(n)   3 . He ran towards the sound and discovered he could   4  the hessian sacks (麻袋) which were thrown away and sell them for five cents a piece.

Every day   5 , Reuben walked down the town, collecting   6  . On the day the school closed for the summer, no student was more   7 than Reuben, for he had more time for his “work”. Then one day the time had   8 .

Reuben ran down Water Street to the   9  . “Please, Mister. I have to sell the sacks now.” The man took the sacks,   10  into his pocket and placed four coins in Reuben’s hand. Reuben said a thank you and   11  home. On arriving home, Reuben uncovered the tin can   12 he kept the money. He poured the coins out and began to count. He had   13  .

Then he headed for the shop. “I have the money,” he told the owner   14  . The man went to the window and   15  Reuben’s treasure. He wiped the dust off, carefully wrapped (包裹) it in brown paper and   16  it to Reuben.

Racing home, Reuben shouted, “Here, Mom! Here!” He placed a small   17  in her hands. She unwrapped it carefully. A jewel box   18 . Dora lifted the lid (盖子), tears beginning to fill her eyes. Dora had   19  received such a gift; she had no jewelry   20  her wedding ring. Speechless, she smiled and gathered her son into her arms.

1.                A．price          B．cost            C．worth    D．value

2.                A．buy            B．offer           C．enjoy D．expect

3.                A．question        B．try             C．idea D．schedule

4.                A．sell            B．collect          C．fetch D．bury

5.                A．before dinner    B．in class         C．at church D．after school

6.                A．the money      B．the sacks        C．the paper D．the tin cans

7.                A．pleased        B．surprised       C．worried  D．tired

8.                A．passed         B．ended          C．come D．wasted

9.                A．hotel          B．school          C．bank D．store

10.               A．hid            B．reached        C．stole  D．put

11.               A．stayed         B．walked         C．got   D．ran

12.               A．when          B．which          C．while D．where

13.               A．none          B．enough         C．little  D．much

14.               A．calmly         B．honestly        C．proudly   D．angrily

15.               A．took out        B．gave out        C．set out    D．left out

16.               A．lent           B．threw          C．handed   D．took

17.               A．box           B．ring           C．book D．letter

18.               A．opened        B．dropped        C．appeared  D．broke

19.               A．often          B．never          C．just   D．ever

20.               A．including       B．with           C．as well as  D．except for

“Where is Papa going with that ax (斧子)?” said Fern to her mother as they were setting the table for breakfast.
“Out to the hoghouse,” replied Mrs. Arable. “Some pigs were born last night.”
“I don’t see why he needs an ax,” continued Fern, who was only eight.
“Well,” said her mother, “one of the pigs is a runt (发育不良的小动物). It’s very small and weak. So your father has decided to do away with it.”
“Do away with it?” shouted Fern. “You mean kill it?”
“Don’t shout, Fern!” she said. “Your father is right. The pig would probably die anyway.”
Fern pushed a chair out of the way and ran outdoors. The grass was wet and the earth smelled springtime. Fern’s shoes were wetting by the time she caught up with her father.
“Please don’t kill it! It’s unfair,” she said.
Mr. Arable stopped.
“Fern,” he said gently, “you will have to learn to control yourself.”
“This is a matter of life and death, and you talk about controlling myself.” Tears ran down her cheeks and she took hold of the ax and tried to pull it out of her father’s hand.
“Fern,” said Mr. Arable, “I know more about raising a group of pigs than you do. A weak pig makes trouble.”
“But it’s unfair,” cried Fern. “The pig couldn’t help being born small. If I had been very small at birth, would you have killed me?”
Mr. Arable smiled. “Certainly not,” he said, looking down at his daughter with love. “But this is different. It’s a pig.”
“There is no difference,” replied Fern.
【小题1】What puzzled Fern at the beginning?

Every night, my mother would come to my room, lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead．

I don't remember when it first started 26  me --her hands pushing my hair that way. But it did make me annoyed, for they felt work - worn and  27  against my young skin．Finally, one night, I shouted at her: “Don' t do that any more --your 28  are too rough！" She didn’t say anything in 29 ．But never again did my mother close out my day with that _30 expression of her love．

Time after time, with the  31 years, my thoughts returned to that night． I'm not a little girl any more．Mom is in her mid - seventies, and those hands I   32   thought to be so rough are still doing things for me and my 33  .

Now, my own children are  34  Mom no longer has Dad．It was late on that Thanksgiving Eve, as I went to sleep in the bedroom of my youth, a familiar hand   35   before stealing across my face to brush the   36  from  my forehead．Then a kiss, ever so _37  touched my brow．In my 38    , thousands of times, I  39  the night my young voice complained．40   Mom's hand in my hand, I said how  41   I was for that night．I thought she'd remember, as I did,_42   Mom didn't know what I was talking about．She had forgotten—and   43   —long ago．

That night, I fell asleep with a new   44   for my gentle mother and her caring hands． And the   45   I had carried around for so long was nowhere to be found．

1.A.surprising    B.hurting     C.annoying     D. amazing

2.A.rough          B.gentle      C.smooth        D.strong

3.A.noises     B.words           C.feelings        D.hands

4.A.anger         B.silence        C.reply                      D.fear

5.A.healthy   B.familiar           C.popular        D.perfect

6.A.coming   B.remaining       C.following      D.passing

7.A.often        B.even              C.never         D.once

8.A.family        B.neighbor    C.husband                D.home

9.A.developed  B.grown         C.moved             D.forgotten

10.A.imagined  B.hesitated    C.regretted    D.trembled

11.A.hair           B.tears           C.dirt         D.kisses

12.A.quickly   B.roughly         C.gently                     D.slowly

13.A.memory   B.opinion       C.history         D.diary

14.A.chanced   B.missed        C.hated            D.recalled

15.A.Beating   B.Picking         C.Catching       D.Stopping

16.A.happy       B.sorry                     C.annoyed      D.amused

17.A.and           B.faded                    C.because        D.but

18.A. remembered  B.while    C．forgiven     D．apologized

19.A.hope      B.appreciation  C.thought     D．approval

20.A.guilt         B.pride             C.sorrow        D.failure