About a week ago, my 4­year­old cousin and I were playing basketball at our local park. The__31__was warm, and many other children were outside__32__. As we played, I noticed a small group of boys__33__a smaller, skinnier, and possibly younger boy. They were calling him names and__34__pushed him to the ground and__35__dirt in his face. When I saw that, I grabbed my__36__by the hand and walked over to the__37__.
I stepped__38__them and the younger boy, and asked them__39__what this boy had done deserved__40__they were doing to him. They all__41__silently for a moment, and then the most amazing thing __42__：one of the boys who hadn't said anything since I__43__stepped around the younger boy and helped him off the__44__and then apologized. He offered to let him play with them，__45__the boy quietly said “thank you” and refused, and then left there.
As I looked around, I__46__that there were dozens of other people at the park—some of them were__47__with children of their own—but no one else had stopped to help this boy. I felt__48__that the one of the boys was brave enough to stand up against his friends to help someone__49__， but I felt sad that no one else had even taken a second__50__. I couldn't help but think that those parents at the park would want someone to help their child in that situation, and yet they did nothing but stood by.

About a week ago, my 4­year­old cousin and I were playing basketball at our local park. The__31__was warm, and many other children were outside__32__. As we played, I noticed a small group of boys__33__a smaller, skinnier, and possibly younger boy. They were calling him names and__34__pushed him to the ground and__35__dirt in his face. When I saw that, I grabbed my__36__by the hand and walked over to the__37__.

I stepped__38__them and the younger boy, and asked them__39__what this boy had done deserved__40__they were doing to him. They all__41__silently for a moment, and then the most amazing thing __42__：one of the boys who hadn't said anything since I__43__stepped around the younger boy and helped him off the__44__and then apologized. He offered to let him play with them，__45__the boy quietly said “thank you” and refused, and then left there.

As I looked around, I__46__that there were dozens of other people at the park—some of them were__47__with children of their own—but no one else had stopped to help this boy. I felt__48__that the one of the boys was brave enough to stand up against his friends to help someone__49__， but I felt sad that no one else had even taken a second__50__. I couldn't help but think that those parents at the park would want someone to help their child in that situation, and yet they did nothing but stood by.

About a week ago, my 4-?year?-old cousin and I were playing basketball at our local park. The__31__was warm, and many other children were outside__32__. As we played, I noticed a small group of boys__33__a smaller, skinnier, and possibly younger boy. They were calling him names and__34__pushed him to the ground and__35__dirt in his face. When I saw that, I grabbed my__36__by the hand and walked over to the__37__.

I stepped__38__them and the younger boy, and asked them__39__what this boy had done deserved__40__they were doing to him. They all__41__silently for a moment, and then the most amazing thing __42__：one of the boys who hadn't said anything since I__43__stepped around the younger boy and helped him off the__44__and then apologized. He offered to let him play with them，__45__the boy quietly said “thank you” and refused, and then left there.

As I looked around, I__46__that there were dozens of other people at the park—some of them were__47__with children of their own—but no one else had stopped to help this boy. I felt__48__that the one of the boys was brave enough to stand up against his friends to help someone__49__， but I felt sad that no one else had even taken a second__50__. I couldn't help but think that those parents at the park would want someone to help their child in that situation, and yet they did nothing but stood by.

31．A. climate 　　　　 B. atmosphere　 C. air 　　　　　　　　 D. weather

32．A. as usual 　　　　 B. as well　　　 C. as planned D. as yet

33．A. picking on 　　 B. leaving for　 C. staying in D. taking over

34．A. yet 　　　　　　　 B. only　　　　 C. even 　　　　　　 　　D. just

35．A. noticed 　　　　 B. kicked　　　 C. watched 　　　　 D. showed

36．A. cousin 　　　　　 B. son　　　　　 C. daughter 　　　 D. boy

37．A. class 　　　　　　 B. family　　　 C. group 　　　　　　 　　D. society

38．A. among 　　　　　 B. at　　　　　 C. over 　　　　　　　 D. between

39．A. hopefully 　　　 B. finally　　　 C. politely 　　　　　　 D. possibly

40．A. who 　　　　　　　　　　 B. how　 　　　　C. why 　　　　　　　　　 D. what

41．A. came 　　　　　　 　　B. went　　　　 C. stood 　　　　　 　　D. talked

42．A. continued 　　　 B. stopped　　　 C. emerged 　　　　 D. happened

43．A. jumped up 　　 B. walked over　 C. went by 　　　　 D. went away

44．A. tree 　　　　　　　 B. room　　　　 C. stone 　　　　　 　　D. ground

45．A. so 　　　　　　　　 B. but　　　　　 C. then 　　　　　　　 D. still

46．A. expected 　　　 B. imagined　　 C. realized 　　　　　 D. admitted

47．A. neighbors 　　　 B. friends　　　 C. classmates 　　　 D. parents

48．A. angry 　　　　　 B. sorry　　　　 C. sad 　　　　　　　 D. happy

49．A. in turn 　 　　　 B. in advance　 C. in need 　　　　　 D. in all

50．A. knock 　　 　　 　　B. shout　　　　 C. noise 　　　　　　 　　D. glance

The world has become so complex that we’ve lost confidence in our ability to understand and deal with it. But common sense is useful now as it ever was. No amount of expertise (专家意见) substitutes for a detailed knowledge of a person or a situation by oneself. At times you just have to trust your own judgment. It almost cost me my life to learn that. I was reading a book one day, idly scratching the back of my head, when I noticed that, in one particular spot, the scratching echoed (回声) inside my head like fingernails on an empty cardboard box, I rushed off to my doctor. “Got a hole in your head, have you?” he teased. “It’s nothing – just one of those little head skin nerves sounding off.”

Two years and four doctors later, I was still being told it was nothing. To the fifth doctor, I said, almost in desperation, “But I live in its body. I know something’s different.”

“If you won’t take my word for it, I’ll take an X – ray and prove it to you,” he said. Well, there it was, of course, the tumor (肿瘤) that had made a hole as big as an eye socket in the back of my skull. After the operation, a young doctor paused by my bed. “It’s a good thing you’re so smart,” he said. “Most patients die of these tumors because we don’t know they’re there until it is too late.”

I’m really not so smart. And I’m too  easily – controlled in the face of authority. I should have been more aggressive with those first four doctors. It’s hard to question opinions delivered with absolute certainty. Experts always sound so sure. Nevile Chamberlain, the British prime minister, was positive, just before the start of World War II, that there would be “peace for our time.” Producer Irving Thalberg did not hesitate to advise Louis B. Mayer against buying the rights to Gone With the Wind because “no Civil War picture ever made a nickel.” Even Abraham Lincoln surely believed it when he said in his Gettysburg Address: “The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here…”

We should not, therefore, be frightened by experts. When it’s an area we really know about – our bodies, our families, our houses – let’s listen to what the experts say, then make up our own minds.

1．The purpose of writing this passage is to tell us that          .

       A．common sense is useless

       B．doctors are always reliable

       C．experts are not always right

       D．doctors are smarter than patients

2．We have to trust our own judgment sometimes because          .

       A．experts are often aggressive

       B．experts often lost their common sense

       C．we know ourselves better than anybody else

       D．not all of us have acquired reliable expertise

3．While reading one day, the author          .

       A．felt something wrong with the back of his head

       B．heard a scratching sound from a box

       C．found a hole at the back of his head

       D．hurt his head with his fingernails

4．The author didn’t think he was smart (para. 4) because          .

       A．he had already suffered for two years.

       B．he had believed too much in expertise

       C．he had not been able to put up with the pain

       D．he had formed too strong an opinion of himself

5．It happens that the examples given by the author are all         .

       A．connected with wars                            B．popular themes in movies

       C．set in American Civil War                      D．taken from modern American history

70．The author’s attitude toward expertise in his own experience is that of         .

       A．doubt       B．unconcern C．acceptance       D．refusal

He came into the room to shut the windows while we were still in bed and I saw he looked ill. He was shivering, his face was white, and he walked slowly as though it ached to move.
“What's the matter, Schatz?”
“I've got a headache.”
“You better go back to bed.”
“No. I'm all right.”
“You go to bed. I'll see you when I'm dressed.”
But when I came downstairs he was dressed, sitting by the fire, looking a very sick and miserable boy of nine years. When I put my hand on his forehead I knew he had a fever.
“You go up to bed,” I said, “You're sick.”
“I'm all right,” he said.
When the doctor came he took the boy's temperature.
“What's is it?” I asked him.
“One hundred and two.”
Downstairs, the doctor left three different medicines in different colored capsules with instructions for giving them. One was to bring down the fever, another a purgative(泻药), the third to overcome an acid condition. The germs of influenza（流感）can only exist in an acid condition, he explained. He seemed to know all about influenza and said there was nothing to worry about if the fever did not go above one hundred and four degrees. This was a light epidemic(传染病；传染性的) of flu and there was no danger if you avoided pneumonia（肺炎）.
Back in the room I wrote the boy's temperature down and made a note of the time to give the various capsules.
“Do you want me to read to you?”
“All right. If you want to, “ said the boy. His face was very white and there were dark areas under his eyes. He lay still in the bed and seemed very detached（超然的；冷漠的）from what was going on.
I read aloud from Howard Pyle's Book of Pirates（海盗）;but I could see he was not following what I was reading.
“How do you feel, Schatz?” I asked him.
“Just the same, so far,” he said.
I sat at the foot of the bed and read to myself while I waited for it to be time to give another capsule. It would have been natural for him to go to sleep, but when I looked up he was looking at the foot of the bed, looking very strangely.
“Why don't you try to sleep? I'll wake you up for the medicine.”
“I'd rather stay awake.”
After a while he said to me, “You don't have to stay in here with me, Papa, if it bothers you.”
“It doesn't bother me.”
“No, I mean you don't have to stay if it's going to bother you.”
I thought perhaps he was a little lightheaded and after giving him the prescribed capsules at eleven o'clock I went out with my gun and the young hunting dog….I killed two quail(鹌鹑), and missed five, and started back pleased to have found a covey of quail close to the house and happy there were so many left to find on another day.
At the house they said the boy had refused to let anyone come into the room.
“You can't come in,” he said. “You mustn't get what I have.”
I went up to him and found him in exactly the position I had left him, white-faced, but with the tops of his cheeks flushed（发红）by the fever, staring still, as he had stared, at the foot of the bed.
I took his temperature.
“What is it?”
“Something like a hundred,” I said. It was one hundred and two and four tenths.
“It was a hundred and two,” he said.
“Who said so?”
“The doctor.”
“Your temperature is all right,” I said. “It's nothing to worry about.”
“I don't worry,” he said, “but I can't keep from thinking.”
“Don't think,” I said. “Just take it easy.”
“I'm taking it easy,” he said and looked straight ahead, He was evidently holding tight onto himself about something.
“Take this with water.”
“Do you think it will do any good?”
“Of course it will.”
I sat down and opened the Pirate book and began to read, but I could see he was not following, so I stopped.
“About what time do you think I'm going to die?” he asked.
“What?”
“About how long will it be before I die?”
“You aren't going to die. What's the matter with you? “
“Oh, yes, I am, I heard him say a hundred and two.”
“People don't die with a fever of one hundred and two. That's a silly way to talk.”
“I know they do. At school in France the boys told me you can't live with forty-four degrees. I've got a hundred and two.”
He had been waiting to die all day, ever since nine o'clock in the morning.
“You poor Schatz,” I said. “Poor old Schatz. It's like miles and kilometers. You aren't going to die. That's different thermometer. On that thermometer thirty-seven is normal. On this kind it's ninety-eight.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely,” I said, “It's like miles and kilometers. You know, like how many kilometers we make when we do seventy miles in the car?”
“Oh,” he said.
But his gaze at the foot of the bed relaxed slowly. The hold over himself relaxed too, finally, and the next day it was very slack(松驰的) and he cried very easily at little things that were of no importance.
【小题1】The author writes about the doctor’s visit in order to _____.