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Dear Guys,
I’d like to talk to you about the shame you subjected me to last night. Let me first refresh your memory: You, a group of fit, young men, were playing soccer on the field across from my apartment building. I, a better-than-average looking young woman, was walking along the sidewalk with my groceries. That’s when your ball came flying over the fence and landed in front of me.
One of you approached and asked politely if I would throw the ball back to you. Fighting the urge to drop my bags and run screaming down the street, I reluctantly agreed.
Before I continue, let me explain something that I didn’t have a chance to mention last night: I hate sports. More specifically, I hate sports involving balls. This results from my lack of natural ability when it comes to throwing, catching and hitting. I’m bad at aiming too. So you can understand why I’d be nervous at what I’m sure seemed to you like a laughably simple request. However, wanting to appear agreeable, I put my bags down, picked up the ball and, eyes half-shut, and threw it as hard as I could.
It hit the middle of the fence and bounced back to me.
Trying to act casually, I said something about being out of practice, then picked up the ball again. If you’ll remember, at your command, I agreed to try throwing underhand. While outwardly I was smiling, in my head, I was praying, Oh God, oh please oh please oh please. I threw the ball upward with all my strength, terrified by what happened next.
The ball hit slightly higher up on the fence and bounced back to me.
This is the point where I start to take issue with you. Wouldn’t it have been a better use of your time, and mine, if you had just walked around the fence and took the ball then? I was clearly struggling; my smiles were more and more forced. And yet, you all just stood there, motionless.
Seeing that you weren’t going to let me out of the trouble, I became desperate. Memories of middle school softball came flooding back. I tried hard to throw the ball but it only went about eight feet, then I decided to pick it up and dash with ball in hand towards the baseline, while annoyed thirteen-year-old boys screamed at me that I was ruining their lives. Children are cruel. Being a big girl now, I pushed those memories aside and picked up the soccer ball for the third time. I forced a good-natured laugh while crying inside as you patiently shouted words of support over the fence at me.
“Throw it granny-style!” one of you said.
“Just back up a little and give it all you’ve got!” another offered.
And, most embarrassing of all, “You can do it!”
I know you thought you were being encouraging, but it only served to deepen the shame.
Anyway, I accepted your ball-throwing advice, backed up, rocked back and forth a little, took a deep breath and let it fly.
It hit the edge of the fence and bounced back to me.
I surprised myself --- and I’m sure you as well --- by letting out a cry, “DAMN IT!!!” I then willed myself to have a heart attack and pass out in front of you just so I’d be put out of my misery. Alas, the heart attack didn’t happen, and you continued to look at me expectantly, like you were content to do this all night. I had become a sort of exhibition for you. I could feel your collective thoughts drifting through the chain-link: “Can she really not do it? But I mean, really?”
Unfortunately for you, I wasn’t really game to continue your experiment. Three failed attempts at a simple task in front of a group of people in a two-minute period was just enough blow for me for one night. I picked up the ball one last time, approached the fence and grumbled, “Please just come get the damn ball.”
And you did. And thanks to you, I decided at that very moment to never throw anything ever again, except disrespectful glances at people who play sports.
Sincerely, Jen Cordery
1. The writer agreed to throw the ball because _______.
A. she needed to have a relax carrying the heavy groceries
B. she wanted to refresh her childhood memories
C. she could not refuse the polite request from the young man
D. she had fallen in love with the young man at first sight
2.Which of the following is closest in meaning to the underlined word “game”?
A. anxious B. brave C. afraid D. curious
3.Why did the writer mention her middle school memory?
A. To explain why she failed the attempts to throw the ball back.
B. To complain that she had not mastered the ball throwing skills.
C. To show how cruel those 13-year-old boys were.
D. To express her dislike towards softball.
4.What the boys said before the writer’s third attempt actually made the writer ________.
A. inspired B. encouraged C. embarrassed D. depressed
5.What’s the writer’s purpose in writing this open letter?
A. To express her regret over what she did the day before.
B. To announce that she would never play ball games again.
C. To explain her own inability to throw the ball over the fence.
D. To criticize the young men for their cruelty to her dignity.
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A strange woman comes to my door one day in early March.It’s a rich area so we often have people selling things door to door，dusters，make?up，frozen foods—but she doesn’t look like a professional saleswoman.She hasn’t got the patter(喋喋不休) either.She just smiles shyly and puts a card in my hand：“Amy Turner.Pet Portraits Undertaken.”
I run my fingernail along the cheap gold edge of the card and look at her，waiting for an explanation.
“I’ll paint any animal in the comfort of your own home.”Amy Turner says.“Wouldn’t you like a nice picture of your loved one？I’ve had experience of dogs，cats，parrots，prize bulls...”
“Prize bulls！”I can’t help looking up and down our street.The thought of any of my neighbours keeping bulls in their back gardens makes me smile.
“I don’t have any animals，”I say as we look past each other.She must be wishing some little cat or dog would come running down the hall to give the game away and it is the first chance I’ve had to smell the air outside.It is one of those spring mornings when you wake up and find winter’s gone.Even the camellia in the garden opposite has flowered overnight，pink blossoms which look shocking against the quiet greens and greys.
“Why are you still in your dressing gown？”Amy says，turning her attention back to me.“It’s nearly lunchtime.Are you ill？”
“I’m fine，”I lie.I’m not going to tell a stranger I’ve just been sick in the toilet upstairs and would still be sticking my fingers down my throat if the doorbell hadn’t rung.But now I’m not sure what to do next.Amy is still standing there.She_doesn’t_seem_to_think_that_not_having_a_pet_is
_a_good_enough_excuse.
“I’m starving.”she says and I smile politely，nodding the way you do before you say goodbye.
“No，”she puts her foot in the door.“I’m really starving.I’ve had nothing to eat for two days and no one has any pets for me to paint.I need some food or I’ll faint，right here on your doorstep.”
I stand to one side and let her in.
1．According to the text，what does a professional saleswoman usually do?
A．Sells things door to door with her cards.
B．Never puts a card into people’s hands.
C．Tries to talk people into buying her things.
D．Smiles，hands her cards and walks away.
2．What does the underlined word “one” in the third paragraph stand for?
A．Dog. B．Child. C．Pet. D．Cat.
3．From the text we know that Amy is a ________.
A．young baby?sitter B．poor beggar C．professional salesgirl D．poor painter
4．What does the writer mean by saying “She doesn’t seem to think that not having a pet is a good enough excuse.”？
A．It seems that she doesn’t want to leave.
B．She wants the writer to give another excuse.
C．She is sure there is a pet in the house.
D．She thinks that not having a pet is a bad thing.
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听力(共两节，满分30分)
第一节(共5小题；每小题1.5分，满分7.5分)
听下面5段对话。每段对话后有一道小题，从每题给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听完每段对话后，你将有10秒钟的时间来回答有关小题和阅读下一小题。每段对话你将听一遍。
W：David, so you are taller than Smith．
M：That’s right．
But I’m shorter than Tom．
1．Who is the shortest of the three?
A．Tom．
B．David．
C．Smith．
M：Pop music is really boring to all people．
W：I can’t agree with you．Most of the young people enjoy it．
M：Simply because they are too young．
2．Who is the man?
A．He is a young man．
B．Maybe he is an old man．
C．He is a pop music lover．
M：Mary, have you found a job at the market?
W：No, I wish I were a boy．
3．What does the woman imply?
A．A boy is stronger than a girl．
B．A boy can find a job more easily than a girl．
C．She doesn’t like to be a girl．
W：How many eggs did you buy from the supermarket this morning?
M：A dozen．But four were broken on my way home．
4．How many eggs does the man have now?
A．12．
B．4．
C．8．
W：What do you think of the football game we watched last night?
M：It is no better than the one we are watching now．
5．What can we learn from the conversation?
A．Neither of the football games is good．
B．Both of the football games are good．
C．The football game they are watching is better than the one they watched last night．
第二节(共15小题；每小题1.5分，满分22.5分)
听下面5段对话或独白。每段对话或独白后有几道小题，从每题所给的A、B、C三个选项中选出最佳选项。听每段对话或独白前，你将有5秒钟时间阅读每小题。听完后，每小题将给出5秒钟的作答时间。每段对话或独白你将听两遍。
听第6段材料，回答第6～7题。
M：The American pop star Jackson is in our city．
W：That’s great．
M：I’m very fond of Jackson, so are my parents and my sister．
W：Are you going to the Jackson’s concert?
M：Yes．My family will go there．I’m going to buy tickets for tonight’s concert．
W：Why not buy a ticket for me?I’m busy now, I have to type two letters for my boss, David．
M：With pleasure．
W：100 yuan, please．
M：Oh, your change, twenty yuan, here you are．
6．How many tickets will the man possibly buy for tonight’s Jackson’s concert?
A．One．
B．Two．
C．Five．
7．What job does the woman probably do?
A．Doctor．
B．Secretary．
C．Manager．
听第7段材料，回答第8～9题。
M：Sit down, please, take it easy．What is your name, please?
W：Alice．
M：What is the matter?Madam?
W：My house was broken into last night．
M：Can you describe what happened last night?
W：Yes．At six o’clock, my husband and I left home to attend a friend’s birthday’s party．We didn’t get home until mid-night．When I opened the door, we found that someone had entered our house by the window．
M：Have you got anything stolen?
W：Yes．My diamond necklace is gone, so are my computer and two valuable vases．
M：Can you tell me anything more?
W：Oh, the man living opposite our house said he had heard a sound of glass being broken at about eleven．After a while, he saw a tall man with long hair came out of my house．
M：Well, we will look into the case right away．If we have any news, we will let you know．
8．What in the man in the conversation?
A．A policeman．
B．Alice’s husband．
C．Alice’s neighbor．
9．When was the woman’s house broken into?
A．At twelve last night．
B．At around 11 last night．
C．At seven yesterday evening．
听第8段材料，回答第10～12题。
M：Susan, is your cousin beautiful?
W：No, she is not as good-looking as you thought．She is an ordinary girl．But she is very tall．You are taller than I, but she is even taller than you．
M：Does she use any make-up?
W：No, she doesn’t like to．She is very natural．
M：Does she have a good figure?
W：I don’t think so．But she looks very healthy．She is also very lively and very lovely．
M：Do you like her because of that?
W：That’s not the main reason．I like her because she is gentle and understanding．
M：Oh, everyone likes such a girl．
W：Yes．And she always wears a sweet smile．
M：I see．No wonder you’re always talking about her．
10．What did the man used to think of Susan’s cousin?
A．Very beautiful．
B．Common．
C．Gentle．
11．Who is the shortest of the three people?
A．Susan．
B．The man．
C．Susan’s cousin．
12．What is the main reason for Susan’s liking her cousin?
A．Because Susan’s cousin is very tall．
B．Because Susan’s cousin is very healthy．
C．Because Susan’s cousin is gentle and understanding．
听第9段材料，回答第13～16题。
M：Mrs Speneer, what time is Mr Black’s flight expected to arrive at Boston Airport?
W：Around 2 p．m．sir．Will you go with the company car to meet him?
M：Yes．So I’d better leave here no later than now．How about the hotel for Mr Black and his party?
W：I made the reservations for them last week and checked again yesterday, to be sure everything is ready．
M：Including the welcome room for tonight’s reception．
W：That’s right．The manager promised me that everything would be exactly as we have requested．
M：Excellent．I want everything to be the very best．
W：I’m sure it will be．That manager has never let us down yet．
M：We want to make a good impression．Not just to be sure that this business deal is a success, but pay back the wonderful treatment we received from them in Tokyo last year．
13．What is the man going to do?
A．Take a flight for Japan．
B．Drive the woman to the hotel．
C．Meet a guest at the airport．
14．Where will Mr Black stay after his arrival?
A．At a hotel．
B．At the man’s house．
C．At the woman’s house．
15．What will take place that evening?
A．Mr Black’s arrival．
B．A hotel reception．
C．A business meeting．
16．Why does the man want to make a good impression?
A．To repay Mr Black’s kindness．
B．To get invited back to Tokyo．
C．To increase the hotels business．
听第10段材料，回答第17～20题。
Bill, Ed and Arnold are three musicians who are discussing ways in which they will perform together on stage in front of an audience．Bill says, “Here’s what I have in mind, when the curtain goes up, I’ll come out and play the violin．Then the curtain goes the piano．Then the curtain goes down．Then the curtain goes up．．．”
“Wait a minute, ”interrupt the other two．“What are we supposed to do?”Bill says．“The curtain doesn’t go up and down by itself．”
17．What instrument do Ed and Arnold play?
A．The violin．
B．The piano．
C．Unknown．
18．According to Bill, who will be performing on the stage?
A．Ed and Arnold．
B．Bill, Arnold and Ed．
C．Bill．
19．Who asked the question, “What are we supposed to do?”
A．Bill and Ed．
B．Ed and Arnold．
C．Bill, Ed and Arnold．
20．According to Bill, what will Ed do?
A．Pull the curtain up and down．
B．Play he instruments with the other two．
C．Play an instrument by himself．
Dear Guys,
I’d like to talk to you about the shame you subjected me to last night. Let me first refresh your memory: You, a group of fit, young men, were playing soccer on the field across from my apartment building. I, a better-than-average looking young woman, was walking along the sidewalk with my groceries. That’s when your ball came flying over the fence and landed in front of me.
One of you approached and asked politely if I would throw the ball back to you. Fighting the urge to drop my bags and run screaming down the street, I reluctantly (勉强地) agreed.
Before I continue, let me explain something that I didn’t have a chance to mention last night: I hate sports. More specifically, I hate sports involving balls. This results from my lack of natural ability when it comes to throwing, catching and hitting. I’m bad at aiming too. So you can understand why I’d be nervous at what I’m sure seemed to you like a laughably simple request.
However, wanting to appear agreeable, I put my bags down, picked up the ball and, eyes half-shut, threw it as hard as I could.
It hit the middle of the fence and bounced back to me.
Trying to act casually, I said something about being out of practice, then picked up the ball again. If you’ll remember, at your command, I agreed to try throwing underhand. While outwardly I was smiling, in my head, I was praying, Oh God, oh please oh please oh please. I threw the ball upward with all my strength, terrified by what happened next.
The ball hit slightly higher up on the fence and bounced back to me.
This is the point where I start to take issue with you. Wouldn’t it have been a better use of your time, and mine, if you had just walked around the fence and took the ball then? I was clearly struggling; my smiles were more and more forced. And yet, you all just stood there, motionless.
Seeing that you weren’t going to let me out of the trouble, I became desperate. Memories of middle school softball came flooding back. I tried hard to throw the ball but it only went about eight feet, then I decided to pick it up and dash with ball in hand towards the baseline, while annoyed thirteen-year-old boys screamed at me that I was ruining their lives. Children are cruel.
Being a big girl now, I pushed those memories aside and picked up the soccer ball for the third time. I forced a good-natured laugh while crying inside as you patiently shouted words of support over the fence at me.
“Throw it granny-style!” one of you said.
“Just back up a little and give it all you’ve got!” another offered.
And, most embarrassing of all, “You can do it!”
I know you thought you were being encouraging, but it only served to deepen the shame.
Anyway, I accepted your ball-throwing advice, backed up, rocked back and forth a little, took a deep breath and let it fly.
It hit the edge of the fence and bounced back to me.
I surprised myself-and I’m sure you as well-by letting out a cry, “DAMN IT!!!” I then willed myself to have a heart attack and pass out in front of you just so I’d be put out of my misery.
Alas, the heart attack didn’t happen, and you continued to look at me expectantly, like you were content to do this all night. I had become a sort of exhibition for you. I could feel your collective thoughts drifting through the chain-link: “Can she really not do it? But I mean, really?”
Unfortunately for you, I wasn’t really game to continue your experiment. Three failed attempts at a simple task in front of a group of people in a two-minute period was just enough blow for me for one night. I picked up the ball one last time, approached the fence and grumbled, “Please just come get the damn ball.”
And you did. And thanks to you, I decided at that very moment to never throw anything ever again, except disrespectful glances at people who play sports.
Sincerely, Jen Cordery
1.The writer agreed to throw the ball because ______.
A. she needed to have a relax carrying the heavy groceries
B. she wanted to refresh her childhood memories
C. she could not refuse the polite request from the young man
D. she had fallen in love with the young man at first sight
2.Why did the writer mention her middle school memory?
A. To explain why she failed the attempts to throw the ball back.
B. To complain that she had not mastered the ball throwing skills.
C. To show how cruel those 13-year-old boys were.
D. To express her dislike towards softball.
3.What the boys said before the writer’s third attempt actually made the writer _______.
A. inspired B. encouraged C. embarrassed D. depressed
4.What happened to the ball at last?
A. The writer managed to throw the ball back.
B. The boy got the ball back by himself.
C. The writer threw the ball away out of anger.
D. The boys got angry and left without the ball.
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Dear Guys,
I’d like to talk to you about the shame you subjected me to last night. Let me first refresh your memory: You, a group of fit, young men, were playing soccer on the field across from my apartment building. I, a better-than-average looking young woman, was walking along the sidewalk with my groceries. That’s when your ball came flying over the fence and landed in front of me.
One of you approached and asked politely if I would throw the ball back to you. Fighting the urge to drop my bags and run screaming down the street, I reluctantly (勉强地) agreed.
Before I continue, let me explain something that I didn’t have a chance to mention last night: I hate sports. More specifically, I hate sports involving balls. This results from my lack of natural ability when it comes to throwing, catching and hitting. I’m bad at aiming too. So you can understand why I’d be nervous at what I’m sure seemed to you like a laughably simple request.
However, wanting to appear agreeable, I put my bags down, picked up the ball and, eyes half-shut, threw it as hard as I could.
It hit the middle of the fence and bounced back to me.
Trying to act casually, I said something about being out of practice, then picked up the ball again. If you’ll remember, at your command, I agreed to try throwing underhand. While outwardly I was smiling, in my head, I was praying, Oh God, oh please oh please oh please. I threw the ball upward with all my strength, terrified by what happened next.
The ball hit slightly higher up on the fence and bounced back to me.
This is the point where I start to take issue with you. Wouldn’t it have been a better use of your time, and mine, if you had just walked around the fence and took the ball then? I was clearly struggling; my smiles were more and more forced. And yet, you all just stood there, motionless.
Seeing that you weren’t going to let me out of the trouble, I became desperate. Memories of middle school softball came flooding back. I tried hard to throw the ball but it only went about eight feet, then I decided to pick it up and dash with ball in hand towards the baseline, while annoyed thirteen-year-old boys screamed at me that I was ruining their lives. Children are cruel.
Being a big girl now, I pushed those memories aside and picked up the soccer ball for the third time. I forced a good-natured laugh while crying inside as you patiently shouted words of support over the fence at me.
“Throw it granny-style!” one of you said.
“Just back up a little and give it all you’ve got!” another offered.
And, most embarrassing of all, “You can do it!”
I know you thought you were being encouraging, but it only served to deepen the shame.
Anyway, I accepted your ball-throwing advice, backed up, rocked back and forth a little, took a deep breath and let it fly.
It hit the edge of the fence and bounced back to me.
I surprised myself-and I’m sure you as well-by letting out a cry, “DAMN IT!!!” I then willed myself to have a heart attack and pass out in front of you just so I’d be put out of my misery.
Alas, the heart attack didn’t happen, and you continued to look at me expectantly, like you were content to do this all night. I had become a sort of exhibition for you. I could feel your collective thoughts drifting through the chain-link: “Can she really not do it? But I mean, really?”
Unfortunately for you, I wasn’t really game to continue your experiment. Three failed attempts at a simple task in front of a group of people in a two-minute period was just enough blow for me for one night. I picked up the ball one last time, approached the fence and grumbled, “Please just come get the damn ball.”
And you did. And thanks to you, I decided at that very moment to never throw anything ever again, except disrespectful glances at people who play sports.
Sincerely, Jen Cordery
1.The writer agreed to throw the ball because ______.
A. she needed to have a relax carrying the heavy groceries
B. she wanted to refresh her childhood memories
C. she could not refuse the polite request from the young man
D. she had fallen in love with the young man at first sight
2.Why did the writer mention her middle school memory?
A. To explain why she failed the attempts to throw the ball back.
B. To complain that she had not mastered the ball throwing skills.
C. To show how cruel those 13-year-old boys were.
D. To express her dislike towards softball.
3. What the boys said before the writer’s third attempt actually made the writer _______.
A. inspired B. encouraged C. embarrassed D. depressed
4.What happened to the ball at last?
A. The writer managed to throw the ball back.
B. The boy got the ball back by himself.
C. The writer threw the ball away out of anger.
D. The boys got angry and left without the ball.
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