The story happened years ago，when my daughter was still little.
I was driving across the country with my daughter to  1 my husband. Since I intended to get to my destination before supper time, I drove   2  for a long time without a stop. Then after driving for many miles, I became tired and needed to stop for a break to get   3 .
I found a rest area. It was mostly deserted, in a quiet area of the highway. I parked the car and carried my  4  into the restroom. When I came out I saw a middle-aged  5   wandering around. Feeling  6  about that, I asked the lady. What   7  me was: they were waiting for us!
The lady told me that she and her husband wanted to see us safely back into our     8  . She explained that sometimes rest areas could be a  9  place for a young lady like me. She told me that she had a daughter almost my age, so they wanted to make sure that I got safely back on my way.
I was very touched by their  10 . Being young, and probably naive to the potential  11  of rest areas, it had never occurred to me that there was any possibility of something going wrong. I  12  them for their kindness. My daughter and I continued our journey and   13  our destination safely.
I never got their names but years have passed and their kindness is still not   14  . Sometimes angels come in make-up and just because you can’t see their   15          it doesn’t mean they aren’t angels.

When a tornado touched down in a small town nearby, many families were left completely destroyed. Afterward all the local newspapers carried many human-interest stories featuring some of the families who suffered the hardest.
One Sunday, a particular picture especially touched me. A young woman stood in front of an entirely shattered mobile home, a depressed expression twisting her features. A young boy, seven or eight years old, stood at her side, eyes downcast. Clutching  (紧握)  at her skirt was a tiny girl who stared into the camera, eyes wide with confusion and fear.
The article that went with the picture gave the clothing sizes of each family member. With growing interest, I noticed that their sizes closely matched ours. This would be a good opportunity to teach my children to help those less fortunate than themselves. I taped the picture of the young family to our refrigerator, explaining their difficulty to my seven-year-old twins, Brad and Brett, and to three- year-old Meghan.
“ We have so much. And these poor people now have nothing,” I said.“We’ll share what we have with them.”
I brought three large boxes down from the room upstairs and placed them on the living room floor. Meghan watched seriously, as the boys and I filled one of the boxes with canned goods and foods.
While I sorted through our clothes, I encouraged the boys to go through their toys and donate some of their less favorite things. Meghan watched quietly as the boys piled up discarded toys and games.
“I’ll help you find something for the little girl when I’m done with this,” I said.
The boys placed the toys they had chosen to donate into one of the boxes while I filled the third box with clothes. Meghan walked up with Lucy, her worn, faded, much-loved rag doll hugged tightly to her chest. She paused in front of the box that held the toys, pressed her round little face into Lucy’s flat, painted-on-face, gave her a final kiss, then laid her gently on top of the other toys.
“Oh, Honey,” I said.“You don’t have to give Lucy. You love her so much.”
Meghan nodded seriously, eyes glistening with held-back tears. ‘”Lucy makes me happy, Mommy. Maybe she’ll make that other little girl happy, too．”
Swallowing hard, I stared at Meghan for a long moment, wondering how I could teach the boys the lesson she had just taught me. For I suddenly realized that anyone can give their cast-offs away. True generosity is giving that which you value most.
Honest benevolence  (善行)  is a three-year-old offering a valuable, though shabby, doll to a little girl she doesn’t know with the hope that it will bring this child as much pleasure as it brought her. I, who had wanted to teach, had been taught.
The boys had watched, open-mouthed, as their baby sister placed her favorite doll in the box. Without a word, Brad rose and went to his room. He came back carrying one of his favorite action figures. He hesitated briefly, clutching the toy, then looked over at Meghan and placed it in the box next to Lucy.
A slow smile spread across Brett’s face. Then he jumped up, eyes twinkling as he ran to fetch some of his prized Matchbox cars.
Astonished, I realized that the boys had also recognized what little Meghan’s gesture meant. Swallowing back tears, I pulled all three of them into my arms.
Taking the cue from my little one, I removed my old jacket from the box of clothes. I replaced it with the new hunter green jacket that I had found on sale last week. I hoped the young woman in the picture would love it as much as I did.
It’s easy to give that which we don’t want any more, but harder to let go of things we cherish, isn’t it? However, the true spirit of giving is to give with your heart..
【小题1】Why does the author give a detailed description of a particular picture in the Sunday newspaper?

第二节：完形填空（共20小题；每小题1.5分，满分30分）
请阅读下面短文，掌握其大意，然后从36—55各题所给的A, B, C，D四个选项中，选出最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该选项的标号涂黑。
It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in almost a month. The crops were 【小题1】  .The rivers were long gone back into the 【小题2】  .If we didn’t see some rain soon, we would lose everything. It was on this day that I learned the true 【小题3】  of sharing and 【小题4】  the only miracle I had seen with my own eyes.
I was in the kitchen making lunch when I saw my six-year-old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. Minutes after he 【小题5】  into the woods, he came running out again, toward the house.
I went back to make sandwiches, 【小题6】  that what he had been doing was completed. Moments later, 【小题7】  ,he was once again toward the woods. This 【小题8】  went on for an hour—walked 【小题9】  to the woods, and ran back to the house.
【小题10】 I couldn’t take it any longer, so I went out of the house quietly and 【小题11】  him on his journey. As I leaned into spy on him. I saw the most  【小题12】  sight. Several large deer were in front of him. Billy walked right up to them. And I saw a tiny young deer lying on the ground 【小题13】  suffering from dehydrateion (脱水) and heat exhaustion, lifting its head with 【小题14】  effort to drink up the water in my beautiful boy’s 【小题15】  .
When the water was 【小题16】  ,Billy jumped up to run back to the house. I followed him back to a tap that we had 【小题17】  .Billy opened it all the way up and a small trickle(细流) began to creep out. When he stood up and began to  【小题18】  ,I was there in front of him. His little eyes were just filled with tears.
“I’m not 【小题19】  ,”was all he said.
As the tears that rolled down his face began to hit the ground,they were suddenly 【小题20】  by other drops…more drops…and more.
All I can say is that the rain that came that day saved our farm, just like one little boy saved deer.
【小题21】.

As educators, we often never know the influence we have on our students. It is always wonderful to have ___35___ students visit us and share the successes they have achieved. And those glorious moments, when we can instantly see the influence we have on a student, fuel us to continue making connections hoping to ___36___ in the life of every child.
As a music teacher for twenty-seven years, I have always known that music ___37___ the soul. It can ___38___ all kinds of barriers to reach students in a very special way. It can be the ___39___ for each child to find their light. I would like to share a story about it.
For a few years I was blessed with the opportunity to teach ___40___ students one afternoon a week. One of my most ___41___ students was a five-year-old girl called Vanessa, who had difficulty walking, and could not speak. We ___42___ sat on the floor for our music lessons and Vanessa liked to sit on my lap. One of her favorite songs was “John the Rabbit.” It was a call and response song where I sang the call and the students ___43___ twice while singing the repeating phrase, “Oh, yes!” Vanessa liked to ___44___ her hands together with mine and clap with me. We probably performed that song during every class, Vanessa and I clapping together. But she ___45___ said or sang a word.
One day late in the school year, when the song was finished, Vanessa turned around, looked me dead in the eye, clapped her tiny hands twice and said the words “Oh, yes!” I opened my mouth in ___46___ and for that moment I was the one who could not speak. When my heart ___47___ started beating again, I looked over at the assistant teacher to find her also ___48___. Through music, we had made an awesome connection.
Several years later, I passed Vanessa on the street in town. I stopped my car and waved to say hello. She waved back with a big ___49___ on her face and then clapped her hands twice, imitating the song we had ___50___ so many times in our music class. This precious little girl, ___51___ her connection with music, left an impression on me that will last forever. Every child has the ___52___ to learn and grow. It is up to us as educators to ___53___ the way to reach each and every one of our students. We all must find each child’s ___54___.
【题文1】A. late            B. former           C. recent           D. present
【题文2】A. make it     B. make sense       C. make a mess      D. make a difference

If you were to walk up to Arthur Bonner and say,“Hey,Butterfly Man,”his face would break into a smile.The title suits him.And he loves it.
Arthur Bonner works with the Palos Verdes blue butterfly(蝴蝶),once thought to have died out.Today the butterfly is coming back—thanks to him.But years ago if you’d told him this was what he’d be doing someday,he would have laughed,“You’re crazy.”As a boy,he used to be “a little tough guy on the streets”.At age thirteen,he was caught by police for stealing.At eighteen,he landed in prison for shooting a man.
“I knew it had hurt my mom,”Bonner said after he got out of prison.“So I told myself I would not put my mom through that pain again.”
One day he met Professor Mattoni,who was working to rebuild the habitat(栖息地) for an endangered butterfly called EI Segundo blue.
“I saw the sign‘Butterfly Habitat’and asked,‘How can you have a habitat when the butterflies can just fly away?’”Bonner recalls,“Dr.Mattoni laughed and handed me a magnifying glass(放大镜),‘Look at the leaves.’I could see all these caterpillars(蝴蝶的幼虫) on the plant.Dr.Mattoni explained,‘Without the plant,there are no butterflies.’”
Weeks later,Bonner received a call from Dr.Mattoni,who told him there was a butterfly that needed help.That was how he met the Palos Verdes blue.Since then he’s been working for four years to help bring the butterfly back.He grows astragalus,the only plant the butterfly eats.He collects butterflies and brings them into a lab to lay eggs.Then he puts new butterflies into the habitat.
The butterfly’s population,once almost zero,is now up to 900.For their work,Bonner and Dr.Mattoni received lots of awards.But for Bonner,he earned something more:he turned his life around.
For six years now Bonner has kept his promise to stay out of prison.While he’s bringing back the Palos Verdes blue,the butterfly has helped bring him back,too.
【小题1】When he was young,Arthur Bonner _______.