摘要: When (ask) why he did it, he simply said, “Because I love it.

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In 1974, after filling out fifty applications, going through four interviews, and winning one offer, I took what I could get ----- a teaching job at what I considered a distant wild area: western New Jersey. My characteristic optimism was alive only when I reminded myself that I would be doing what I had wanted to do since I was fourteen ------- teaching English.

School started, but I felt more and more as if I were in a foreign country. Was this rural area really New Jersey? My students took a week off when hunting season began. I was told they were also frequently absent in late October to help their fathers make hay on the farms. I was a young woman from New York City, who thought that “Make hay while the sun shines” just meant to have a good time.

But, still, I was teaching English. I worked hard, taking time off only to eat and sleep. And then there was my sixth-grade class ---- seventeen boys and five girls who were only six years younger than me. I had a problem long before I knew it. I was struggling in my work as a young idealistic teacher. I wanted to make literature come alive and to promote a love of the written word. The students wanted to throw spitballs and whisper dirty words in the back of the room.

In college I had been taught that a successful educator should ignore bad behavior. So I did, confident that, as the textbook had said, the bad behavior would disappear as I gave my students positive attention. It sounds reasonable, but the text evidently ignored the fact that humans, particularly teenagers, rarely seems reasonable. By the time my boss, who was also my taskmaster, known to be the strictest, most demanding, most quick to fire inexperienced teachers, came into the classroom to observe me, the students exhibited very little good behavior to praise.

My boss sat in the back of the room. The boys in the class were making animal noises, hitting each other while the girls filed their nails or read magazines. I just pretended it all wasn’t happening, and went on lecturing and tried to ask some inspiring questions. My boss, sitting in the back of the classroom, seemed to be growing bigger and bigger. After twenty minutes he left, silently. Visions of unemployment marched before my eyes.

I felt mildly victorious that I got through the rest of class without crying, but at my next free period I had to face him. I wondered if he would let me finish out the day. I walked to his office, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

He was sitting in his chair, and he looked at me long and hard. I said nothing. All I could think of was that I was not an English teacher; I had been lying to myself, pretending that everything was fine.

When he spoke, he said simply, without accusation, “You had nothing to say to them.”

“You had nothing to say to them”. he repeated.” No wonder they are bored. Why not get to the meat of literature and stop talking about symbolism. Talk with them, not at them. And more important, why do you ignore their bad behavior”? We talked. He named my problems and offered solutions. We role-played. He was the bad student, and I was the forceful, yet, warm, teacher

As the year progressed, we spent many hours discussing literature and ideas about human beings and their motivations. He helped me identify my weaknesses and strengths. In short, he made a teacher of me by teaching me the reality of Emerson’s words: “The secret to education lies in respecting the pupil.”

Fifteen years later I still drive that same winding road to the same school. Thanks to the help I received that difficult first year, the school is my home now.

1. It can be inferred from the story that in 1974 ________________.

A.the writer became an optimistic person

B.the writer was very happy about her new job

C.it was rather difficult to get a job in the USA

D.it was easy to get a teaching job in New Jersey

2.According to the passage, which of the following is most probably the writer’s problem as a new teacher?

A.She had blind trust in what she learnt at college.

B.She didn’t ask experienced teachers for advice.

C.She took too much time off to eat and sleep.

D.She didn’t like teaching English literature.

3.What is the writer’s biggest worry after her taskmaster’s observation of her class?

A.She might lose her teaching job.

B.She might lose her students’ respect.

C.She couldn’t teach the same class any more.

D.She couldn’t ignore her students’ bad behavior any more.

4.Which of the following gives the writer a sense of mild victory?

A.Her talk about symbolism sounded convincing.

B.Her students behaved a little better than usual.

C.She managed to finish the class without crying.

D.She was invited for a talk by her boss after class.

5.The students behaved badly in the writer’s classes because

A.They were eager to embarrass her.

B.She didn’t really understand them.

C.They didn’t regard her as a good teacher.

D.She didn’t have a good command of English.

6.The taskmaster’s attitude towards the writer after his observation of her class can be described as________________.

A.cruel but encouraging                    B.fierce but forgiving

C.sincere and supportive                   D.angry and aggressive

 

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  In 1974, after filling out fifty applications, going through four interviews, and winning one offer, I look what I could get - a teaching job at what I considered a distant wild area:western New Jersey.My characteristic optimism was alive only when I reminded myself that I would be doing what I had wanted to do since I was fourteen-teaching English.

  School started, but I felt more and more as if I were in a foreign country.Waa this rural area really New Jersey? My students a week off when hunting season began.I was told they were also frequently absent in late October to help their fathers make hay on the farms.I was a young woman from New York City, who thought that “Make hay while the sun shines” just meant to have a good time.

  But, still, I was teaching English.I worked hard, taking lime off only to eat and sleep.And then there was my sixth-grade class-seventeen boys and five girls who were only six yean younger than me.I had a problem long before I knew it.I was struggling in my work as a young idealistic teacher.I wanted to make literature come alive and lo promote a love of the written word.The students wanted to throw spitballs and whisper dirty words in the back of the room.

  In college I had been taught that a successful educator should ignore bad behavior.So I did, confident that, as the textbook had said, the bad behavior would disappear as I gave ray students positive attention.It sounds reasonable, but the text evidently ignored the fact that humans, particularly teenagers, rarely seem reasonable.By the time ray boss, who was also ray taskmaster known to be the strictest, most demanding, most quick to fire inexperienced teachers, came into the classroom to observe me, the students exhibited very little good behavior to praise.

  My boss sat in the back of the room.The boys in the class were making animal noises, hitting each other while the girls filed their nails or read magazines.I just pretended it all wasn't happening, and went on lecturing and tried to ask some inspiring questions.My boss, sitting in the back of the room, seemed to be growing bigger and bigger.After twenty minutes he left, silently.Visions of unemployment marched before my eyes.

  I felt mildly victorious that I got through the rest of class without crying, but at my next free period I had to face him.I wondered if he would let me finish out the day.I walked to his office, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

  He was sitting in his chair, and he looked at me long and hard.I said nothing.All I could think of was that I was not an English teacher; I had been lying to myself, pretending that everything was fine.

  When he spoke, he said simply, without accusation, “You had nothing to say to them.”

  “You had nothing to say to them," he repeated.“No wonder they're bored.Why not get to the meal of the literature and stop talking about symbolism.Talk with them, not at them.And more important, why do you ignore their bad behavior?” We talked.He named ray problems and offered solutions.We role-played.He was the bad student, and I was the forceful, yet, warm, teacher.

  As the year progressed, we spent many hours discussing literature and ideas about human beings and their motivations.He helped me identify my weaknesses and my strengths.In short, he made a teacher of me by teaching me the reality of Emerson's words:“The secret to education lies in respecting the pupil.”

  Fifteen years later I still drive that same winding road to the same school.Thanks to the help I received that difficult first year, the school is my home now.

(1)

It can be inferred from the story that in 1974 ________.

[  ]

A.

the writer became an optimistic person

B.

the writer was very happy about her new job

C.

it was rather difficult to get a job in the USA

D.

it was easy to get a teaching job in New Jersey

(2)

According to the passage, which of the following is most probably the writer's problem as a

new teacher?

[  ]

A.

She had blind trust in what she learnt at college.

B.

She didn't ask experienced teachers for advice.

C.

She took too much time off to eat and sleep.

D.

She didn't like teaching English literature.

(3)

What is the writer's biggest worry after her taskmaster's observation of her class?

[  ]

A.

She might lose her teaching job.

B.

She might lose her students' respect.

C.

She couldn't teach the same class any more.

D.

She couldn't ignore her students' bad behavior any more.

(4)

Which of the following gives the writer a sense of mild victory?

[  ]

A.

Her talk about symbolism sounded convincing.

B.

Her students behaved a little better than usual.

C.

She managed to finish the class without crying.

D.

She was invited for a talk by her boss after class.

(5)

The students behaved badly in the writer's classes because ________.

[  ]

A.

they were eager to embarrass her

B.

she didn't really understand them

C.

they didn't regard her as a good teacher

D.

she didn't have a good command of English

(6)

The taskmaster's attitude towards the writer after his observation of her class can be best described as ________.

[  ]

A.

cruel but encouraging

B.

fierce but forgiving

C.

sincere and supportive

D.

angry and aggressive

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In 1974, after filling out fifty applications, going through four interviews, and winning one offer, I took what I could get ----- a teaching job at what I considered a distant wild area: western New Jersey. My characteristic optimism was alive only when I reminded myself that I would be doing what I had wanted to do since I was fourteen ------- teaching English.
School started, but I felt more and more as if I were in a foreign country. Was this rural area really New Jersey? My students took a week off when hunting season began. I was told they were also frequently absent in late October to help their fathers make hay on the farms. I was a young woman from New York City, who thought that “Make hay while the sun shines” just meant to have a good time.
But, still, I was teaching English. I worked hard, taking time off only to eat and sleep. And then there was my sixth-grade class ---- seventeen boys and five girls who were only six years younger than me. I had a problem long before I knew it. I was struggling in my work as a young idealistic teacher. I wanted to make literature come alive and to promote a love of the written word. The students wanted to throw spitballs and whisper dirty words in the back of the room.
In college I had been taught that a successful educator should ignore bad behavior. So I did, confident that, as the textbook had said, the bad behavior would disappear as I gave my students positive attention. It sounds reasonable, but the text evidently ignored the fact that humans, particularly teenagers, rarely seems reasonable. By the time my boss, who was also my taskmaster, known to be the strictest, most demanding, most quick to fire inexperienced teachers, came into the classroom to observe me, the students exhibited very little good behavior to praise.
My boss sat in the back of the room. The boys in the class were making animal noises, hitting each other while the girls filed their nails or read magazines. I just pretended it all wasn’t happening, and went on lecturing and tried to ask some inspiring questions. My boss, sitting in the back of the classroom, seemed to be growing bigger and bigger. After twenty minutes he left, silently. Visions of unemployment marched before my eyes.
I felt mildly victorious that I got through the rest of class without crying, but at my next free period I had to face him. I wondered if he would let me finish out the day. I walked to his office, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
He was sitting in his chair, and he looked at me long and hard. I said nothing. All I could think of was that I was not an English teacher; I had been lying to myself, pretending that everything was fine.
When he spoke, he said simply, without accusation, “You had nothing to say to them.”
“You had nothing to say to them”. he repeated.” No wonder they are bored. Why not get to the meat of literature and stop talking about symbolism. Talk with them, not at them. And more important, why do you ignore their bad behavior”? We talked. He named my problems and offered solutions. We role-played. He was the bad student, and I was the forceful, yet, warm, teacher
As the year progressed, we spent many hours discussing literature and ideas about human beings and their motivations. He helped me identify my weaknesses and strengths. In short, he made a teacher of me by teaching me the reality of Emerson’s words: “The secret to education lies in respecting the pupil.”
Fifteen years later I still drive that same winding road to the same school. Thanks to the help I received that difficult first year, the school is my home now

  1. 1.

    It can be inferred from the story that in 1974 ______.

    1. A.
      the writer became an optimistic person
    2. B.
      the writer was very happy about her new job
    3. C.
      it was rather difficult to get a job in the USA
    4. D.
      it was easy to get a teaching job in New Jersey
  2. 2.

    According to the passage, which of the following is most probably the writer’s problem as a new teacher?

    1. A.
      She had blind trust in what she learnt at college
    2. B.
      She didn’t ask experienced teachers for advice
    3. C.
      She took too much time off to eat and sleep
    4. D.
      She didn’t like teaching English literature
  3. 3.

    What is the writer’s biggest worry after her taskmaster’s observation of her class?

    1. A.
      She might lose her teaching job
    2. B.
      She might lose her students’ respect
    3. C.
      She couldn’t teach the same class any more
    4. D.
      She couldn’t ignore her students’ bad behavior any more
  4. 4.

    Which of the following gives the writer a sense of mild victory?

    1. A.
      Her talk about symbolism sounded convincing
    2. B.
      Her students behaved a little better than usual
    3. C.
      She managed to finish the class without crying
    4. D.
      She was invited for a talk by her boss after class
  5. 5.

    The students behaved badly in the writer’s classes because______.

    1. A.
      They were eager to embarrass her
    2. B.
      She didn’t really understand them
    3. C.
      They didn’t regard her as a good teacher
    4. D.
      She didn’t have a good command of English
  6. 6.

    The taskmaster’s attitude towards the writer after his observation of her class can be described as______.

    1. A.
      cruel but encouraging
    2. B.
      fierce but forgiving
    3. C.
      sincere and supportive
    4. D.
      angry and aggressive
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In 1974, after filling out fifty applications, going through four interviews, and winning one offer, I look what I could get — a teaching job at what I considered a distant wild area: western New Jersey. My characteristic optimism was alive only when I reminded myself that I would be doing what I had wanted to do since I was fourteen 一 teaching English.

School started, but I felt more and more as if I were in a foreign country. Waa this rural area really New Jersey? My students a week off when hunting season began. I was told they were also frequently absent in late October to help their fathers make hay on the farms. I was a young woman from New York City, who thought that “Make hay while the sun shines” just meant to have a good time.

But, still, I was teaching English. I worked hard, taking lime off only to eat and sleep. And then there was my sixth-grade class 一 seventeen boys and five girls who were only six yean younger than me. I had a problem long before I knew it. I was struggling in my work as a young idealistic teacher. I wanted to make literature come alive and lo promote a love of the written word. The students wanted to throw spitballs and whisper dirty words in the back of the room.

In college I had been taught that a successful educator should ignore bad behavior. So I did, confident that, as the textbook had said, the bad behavior would disappear as I gave ray students positive attention. It sounds reasonable, but the text evidently ignored the fact that humans, particularly teenagers, rarely seem reasonable. By the time ray boss, who was also ray taskmaster known to be the strictest, most demanding, most quick to fire inexperienced teachers, came into the classroom to observe me, the students exhibited very little good behavior to praise.

My boss sat in the back of the room. The boys in the class were making animal noises, hitting each other while the girls filed their nails or read magazines. I just pretended it all wasn’t happening, and went on lecturing and tried to ask some inspiring questions. My boss, sitting in the back of the room, seemed to be growing bigger and bigger. After twenty minutes he left, silently. Visions of unemployment marched before my eyes.

I felt mildly victorious that I got through the rest of class without crying, but at my next free period I had to face him. I wondered if he would let me finish out the day. I walked to his office, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

He was sitting in his chair, and he looked at me long and hard. I said nothing. All I could think of was that I was not an English teacher; I had been lying to myself, pretending that everything was fine.

When he spoke, he said simply, without accusation, “You had nothing to say to them.”

“You had nothing to say to them," he repeated. “No wonder they’re bored. Why not get to the meal of the literature and stop talking about symbolism. Talk with them, not at them. And more important, why do you ignore their bad behavior?” We talked. He named ray problems and offered solutions. We role-played. He was the bad student, and I was the forceful, yet, warm, teacher.

As the year progressed, we spent many hours discussing literature and ideas about human beings and their motivations. He helped me identify my weaknesses and my strengths. In short, he made a teacher of me by teaching me the reality of Emerson's words: “The secret to education lies in respecting the pupil.”

Fifteen years later I still drive that same winding road to the same school. Thanks to the help I received that difficult first year, the school is my home now.

55. It can be inferred from the story that in 1974 ______.

A. the writer became an optimistic person

B. the writer was very happy about her new job

C. it was rather difficult to get a job in the USA

D. it was easy to get a teaching job in New Jersey

56. According to the passage, which of the following is most probably the writer’s problem as a new teacher?

A. She had blind trust in what she learnt at college.

B. She didn’t ask experienced teachers for advice.

C. She took too much time off to eat and sleep.

D. She didn’t like teaching English literature.

57. What is the writer’s biggest worry after her taskmaster's observation of her class?

A. She might lose her teaching job.

B. She might lose her students’ respect.

C. She couldn’t teach the same class any more.

D. She couldn’t ignore her students’ bad behavior any more.

58. Which of the following gives the writer a sense of mild victory?

A. Her talk about symbolism sounded convincing.

B. Her students behaved a little better than usual.

C. She managed to finish the class without crying.

D. She was invited for a talk by her boss after class.

59. The students behaved badly in the writer's classes because ______.

A. they were eager to embarrass her

B. she didn't really understand them

C. they didn't regard her as a good teacher

D. she didn’t have a good command of English

60. The taskmaster’s attitude towards the writer after his observation of her class can be best described as ______.

A. cruel but encouraging                        B. fierce but forgiving

C. sincere and supportive                       D. angry and aggressive

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  At Denver there was an crowd of passengers into the coaches(车厢)on the eastbound B.&M.express.In one coach there sat a very pretty young woman dressed in elegant taste and surrounded by all the luxurious comforts of an experienced traveler.Among the newcomers were two young men, one of handsome presence with a bold, frank face expression and manner; the other a ruffled, glum-faced person, heavily built and roughly dressed.The two were handcuffed(拷上手铐)together.

  As they passed down the aisle of the coach the only available seat offered was a reversed one facing the attractive young woman.Here the linked couple seated themselves.The young woman's glance fell upon them with a distant, swift disinterest; then with a lovely smile brightening her face and a tender pink tingeing(稍加染色,影响)her rounded cheeks, she held out a little gray-gloved hand.When she spoke her voice, full, sweet, and deliberate, proclaimed that its owner was accustomed to speak and be heard.

  "Well, Mr.Easton, if you will make me speak first, I suppose I must.Don't you ever recognize old friends when you meet them in the West?"

  The younger man aroused himself sharply at the sound of her voice, seemed to struggle with a slight embarrassment which he threw off instantly, and then clasped her fingers with his left hand.

  "It's Miss Fairchild," he said, with a smile."I'll ask you to excuse the other hand; "it's otherwise engaged just at present."

  He slightly raised his right hand, bound at the wrist by the shining "bracelet" to the left one of his companion.The glad look in the girl's eyes slowly changed to a bewildered horror.The glow faded from her cheeks.Her lips parted in a vague(含糊,犹豫), relaxing distress.Easton, with a little laugh, as if amused, was about to speak again when the other forestalled him.The glum-faced man had been watching the girl's face expression with veiled glances from his keen, shrewd eyes.

  "You'll excuse me for speaking, miss, but, I see you're acquainted with(认识,熟悉)the officer here.If you'll ask him to speak a word for me when we get to the pen(围栏,监狱)he'll do it, and it'll make things easier for me there.He's taking me to Leavenworth prison.It's seven years for cheating."

  "Oh!" said the girl, with a deep breath and returning color."So that is what you are doing out here? An officer!"

  "My dear Miss Fairchild," said Easton, calmly, "I had to do something.Money has a way of taking wings with itself, and you know it takes money to keep step with our crowd in Washington.I saw this opening(通道)in the West, and--well, an officer isn't quite as high a position as that of ambassador, but--"

  "The ambassador," said the girl, warmly, "doesn't call any more.I needn't ever have done so.You ought to know that.And so now you are one of these brave Western heroes, and you ride and shoot and go into all kinds of dangers.That's different from the Washington life.You have been missed from the old crowd."

  The girl's eyes, fascinated, went back, widening a little, to rest upon the glittering handcuffs.

  "Don't you worry about them, miss," said the other man."All officers handcuff themselves to their prisoners to keep them from getting away.Mr.Easton knows his business."

  "Will we see you again soon in Washington?" asked the girl.

  "Not soon, I think," said Easton."My butterfly days are over, I fear."

  "I love the West," said the girl irrelevantly.Her eyes were shining softly.She looked away out the car window.She began to speak truly and simply without the gloss of style and manner:"Mamma and I spent the summer in Denver.She went home a week ago because father was slightly ill.I could live and be happy in the West.I think the air here agrees with me.Money isn't everything.But people always misunderstand things and remain stupid--"

  "Say, officer," shouted the glum-faced man."This isn't quite fair.I'm needing a drink, and haven't had a smoke all day.Haven't you talked long enough? Take me in the smoker now, won't you? I'm half dead for a pipe."

  The bound travelers rose to their feet, Easton with the same slow smile on his face.

  "I can't deny a require for tobacco," he said, lightly."It's the one friend of the unfortunate.Good-bye, Miss Fairchild.Duty calls, you know." He held out his hand for a farewell.

  "It's too bad you are not going East," she said, reclothing herself with manner and style."But you must go on to Leavenworth, I suppose?"

  "Yes," said Easton, "I must go on to Leavenworth."

  The two men sidled down the aisle into the smoker.

  The two passengers in a seat near by had heard most of the conversation.Said one of them:"That officer is a good sort of man.Some of these Western fellows are all right."

  "Pretty young to hold an office like that, isn't he?" asked the other.

  "Young!" exclaimed the first speaker, "why-Oh! Didn't you catch on? Say-did you ever know an officer to handcuff a prisoner to his right hand?"

(1)

From the first three paragraphs, we know that ________

[  ]

A.

the two young were seated opposite to the young woman by accident.

B.

it was not difficult for the woman to find the men were handcuffed

C.

the young woman found she knew one of the men at the first sight of them.

D.

the young woman may not be good at communicate

(2)

What would be the possible sentence following the underlined “and ________“

[  ]

A.

and it is not easy to make such a fortune

B.

and I do the cheating things to collect money

C.

and I tried my best to be a good officer

D.

and the West is bond to be wealthy

(3)

When Easton uttered the underlined sentence "My butterfly days are over, I fear", his real meaning was that ________

[  ]

A.

he would have to focus on his work

B.

he would be put in prison

C.

his chance of being with butterfly is small

D.

his workload as an officer was heavy

(4)

Why did the glum-faced man urge Easton to the smoker?

[  ]

A.

Because he needed a drink and tobacco badly.

B.

Because he was angry that Miss Fairchild did not say any good words for him

C.

Because he was bored and tired with Miss Fairchild and Easton’s talk.

D.

Because he was afraid Miss Fairchild would find the truth.

(5)

Which of the following can NOT be inferred from the passage?

[  ]

A.

Miss Fairchild was an ambassador

B.

Easton was an officer with his prisoner

C.

the glum-faced was considerate and careful

D.

Easton had been trying to make a big fortune in the West

(6)

What was the best title of the passage?

[  ]

A.

Miss Fairchild’s Trip

B.

Hearts and Hands

C.

The Story of a Handcuff

D.

The Meeting of Two Friends

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