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　　Your blood makes a round trip through your body in less than a minute, thousands of times a day．It travels through tubes called blood vessels．There are three main kinds of blood vessels－arteries, veins, and capillaries(毛细血管)．When blood is pumped out of your heart it goes into your largest arteries．These branch into smaller arteries, which branch into still smaller ones．The blood flows from the smallest arteries into your capillaries．

　　Capillaries are bridges between your arteries and your veins．They are the tiniest blood vessels, so small that you cannot see them without a microscope．Blood travels from the capillaries into tiny veins．These lead to larger and still larger veins．Finally, the largest veins take the blood back to your heart．

　　Blood feeds your cells, cleans them, and works to keep them healthy．It carries food and oxygen to every cell of your body．The food and oxygen get into your cells by passing through the thin walls of your capillaries．

　　Blood cleans all your cells by picking up wastes from them．The wastes pass from your cells, through the capillary walls, into your blood．The wastes called urea and uric acid are carried by the blood to your body and urine．The waste gas called carbon dioxide is carried by the blood to your lungs．It leaves your body when you breathe out．

　　Blood also protects you．It has special cells in it that fight germs．The cells in your blood that fight germs are called“white cells”．These are like an army for your body．They kill harmful germs that get into your blood．When a large number of germs enter your body, the number of white cell“soldiers”grows．A lot of blood moves to the area where the germs are．The white cell soldiers attack the germs and kill them．The used white cells and dead germs form the thick yellow liquid called pus．If the pus is inside a sore on your skin, it may leak out．

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　　Time is the easiest thing in the world to waste－the most difficult to control．When you look ahead, it may appear you have 　　1　　 you need．Yet it has a way of slipping 　　2　　 your fingers like quicksand．You may suddenly find that there is no way to stretch the little time you have 　　3　　 to cover all your obligations．For example, 　　4　　 a beginning student looking ahead to a full term you may feel that you have an oversupply of time on your hands．　　5　　 toward the end of the term you may be 　　6　　 because you are running out of time．How can you do?－Control!

　　Time is 　　7　　．If you don't control it, it will control you．If you don't make it work for you, it will 　　8　　 you．You must become the master of time, not the servant．“Study hard and play hard”is an old saying, but it still 　　9　　．You have plenty of time for classes, study, work, and play if you use your time 　　10　　．It is not how much time you allocate(分配)for study that counts 　　11　　 how much you learn when you do study．

　　Too much wasted time is 　　12　　 medicine．The more time you waste, the easier it is to continue wasting time．Soon, doing nothing becomes a habit you can't 　　13　　．You will be 　　14　　 to wasting time．When this happens, you 　　15　　 your feeling of accomplishment and you fall by the wayside．A full schedule is a good schedule．Some students 　　16　　 to hear the time message．They refuse to 　　17　　 the fact that college life demands some 　　18　　 of time control．There is no escape．So what's the next step?If you seriously want to get the time message, the next passage will give it to you．　　19　　－it will not only improve your grades but also free you to 　　20　　 college life more．

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Blameless

　　I was a freshman in college when I met the Whites．They were completely different from my own family, yet I felt at home with them immediately．Jane White and I became friends at school, and her family welcomed me like a long-lost cousin．

　　In my family, it was always important to place blame when anything bad happened．

　　“Who did this?”my mother would scream about a dirty kitchen．

　　“This is all your fault, Katharine,”my father would insist when the cat got out or the dishwasher broke．

　　From the time we were little, my sister, brothers and I told on each other．We set a place for blame at the dinner table．

　　But the Whites didn’t worry about who had done what．They picked up the pieces and moved on with their lives．The beauty of this was driven home to me the summer Jane died．

　　In July, the White sisters and I decided to take a car trip from their home in Florida to New York．The two older sisters, Sarah and Jane, were college students, and the youngest, Amy, had recently turned sixteen．Proud of having a new driver’s license(驾照)，Amy was excited about practicing her driving on the trip．She showed off her license to everyone she met．

　　The big sisters shared the driving of Sarah’s new car during the first part of the trip, but when they reached less crowded areas, they let Amy take over．Somewhere in South Carolina, we pulled off the highway to eat．After lunch, Amy got behind the wheel．She came to a crossroads with a stop sign．Whether she was nervous or just didn’t see the sign no one would ever know, but Amy continued into the crossroads without stopping．The driver of a large truck, unable to stop in time, ran into our car．

　　Jane was killed immediately．

　　I was slightly injured．The most difficult thing that I’ve ever done was to call the Whites to tell them about the accident and that Jane had died．Painful as it was for me to lose a good friend, I knew that it was far worse for them to lose a child．

　　When Mr．and Mrs．White arrived at the hospital, they found their two daughters sharing a room．Sarah had a few cuts on the head; Amy’s leg was broken．They hugged(拥抱)us all and cried tears of sadness and of joy at seeing their daughters．They wiped away the girls’ tears and made a few jokes at Amy as she learned to use her crutches(拐杖)．

　　To both of their daughters, and especially to Amy, over and over they simply said,“We’re so glad that you’re alive．”

　　I was astonished．No blame．No accusations．

　　Later, I asked the Whites why they never talked about the fact that Amy was driving and had run a stop sign．

　　Mrs．White said,“Jane’s gone, and we miss her terribly．Nothing we say or do will ever bring her back．But Amy has her whole life ahead of her．How can she lead a full and happy life if she feels we blame her for her sister’s death?”

　　They were right．Amy graduated from the University of California and got married several years ago．She works as a teacher of learning-disabled students．She’s also a mother of two little girls of her own, the oldest named Jane．

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阅读理解

Blameless

　　I was a freshman in college when I met the Whites．They were completely different from my own family, yet I felt at home with them immediately．Jane White and I became friends at school, and her family welcomed me like a long-lost cousin．

　　In my family, it was always important to place blame when anything bad happened．

　　“Who did this?”my mother would scream about a dirty kitchen．

　　“This is all your fault, Katharine,”my father would insist when the cat got out or the dishwasher broke．

　　From the time we were little, my sister, brothers and I told on each other．We set a place for blame at the dinner table．

　　But the Whites didn’t worry about who had done that．They picked up the pieces and moved on with their lives．The beauty of this was driven home to me the summer Jane died．

　　In July, the White sisters and I decided to take a car trip from their home in Florida to New York．The two older sisters, Sarah and Jane, were college students, and the youngest, Amy, had recently turned sixteen．Proud of having a new driver’s license(驾照)，Amy was excited about practicing her driving on the trip．She showed off her license to everyone she met．

　　The big sisters shared the driving of Sarah’s new car during the first part of the trip, but when they reached less ?crowded areas, they let Amy take over．Somewhere in South Carolina, we pulled off the highway to eat．After lunch, Amy got behind the wheel．She came to a crossroads with a stop sign．Whether she was nervous or just didn’t see the sign no one would ever know, but Amy continued into the crossroads without stopping．The driver of a large truck, unable to stop in time, ran into our car．

　　Jane was killed immediately．

　　I was slightly injured．The most difficult thing that I’ve ever done was to call the Whites to tell them about the accident and that Jane had died．Painful as it was for me to lose a good friend, I knew that it was far worse for them to lose a child．

　　When Mr．and Mrs．White arrived at the hospital, they found their two daughters sharing a room．Sarah had a few cuts on the head; Amy’s leg was broken．They hugged(拥抱)us all and cried tears of sadness and of joy at seeing their daughters．They wiped away the girls’ tears and made a few jokes at Amy as she learned to use her crutches(拐杖)．

　　To both of their daughters, and especially to Amy, over and over they simply said,“We’re so glad that you’re alive．”

　　I was astonished．No blame．No accusations．

　　Later, I asked the Whites why they never talked about the fact that Amy was driving and had run a stop sign．

　　Mrs．White said,“Jane’s gone, and we miss her terribly．Nothing we say or do will ever bring her back．But Amy has her whole life ahead of her．How can she lead a full and happy life if she feels we blame her for her sister’s death?”

　　They were right．Amy graduated from the University of California and got married several years ago．She works as a teacher of learning-disabled students．She’s also a mother of two little girls of her own, the oldest named Jane．

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