I was shopping in the supermarket when I heard a young voice.
“Mom, come here! There’s this lady here my size!”
The mother rushed to her son; then she turned to me to apologize.
I smiled and told her, “It’s okay.” Then I talked to the boy, “Hi, I’m Darryl Kramer. How are you?”
He studied me from head to toe, and asked, “Are you a little mommy?”
“Yes, I have a son,” I answered.
“Why are you so little?” he asked.
“It’s the way I was born,” I said. “Some people are little. Some are tall. I’m just not going to grow any bigger.” After I answered his other questions, I shook the boy’s hand, and left.
My life as a little person is filled with stories like that. I enjoy talking to children and explaining why I look different from their parents.
It takes only one glance to see my uniqueness. I stand three feet nine inches tall. I was born an achondroplasia dwarf. Despite this, I did all the things other kids did when I was growing up.
I didn’t realize how short I was until I started school. Some kids picked on me, calling me names. Then I knew. I began to hate the first day of school each year. New students would always stare at me as I struggled to climb the school bus stairs.
But I learned to smile and accept the fact that I was going to be noticed my whole life. I decided to make my uniqueness an advantage rather than a disadvantage. What I lacked in height, I made up for in personality.
I’m 47 now, and the stares have not diminished as I’ve grown older. People are amazed when they see me driving. I try to keep a good attitude. When people are rude, I remind myself, “Look what else I have — a great family, nice friends.”
It’s the children’s questions that make my life special. I enjoy answering their questions. My hope is that I will encourage them to accept their peers (a person of the same age, class, position, etc.), whatever size and shape they come in, and treat them with respect.
【小题1】.. Why did the mother apologize to the author?

A．Because the boy ran into the author.

B．Because the boy laughed at the author.

C．Because the boy said the author was fatter than him.

D．Because she thought the boy’s words had hurt the author.

I was shopping in the supermarket when I heard a young voice.

“Mom, come here! There’s this lady here my size!”

The mother rushed to her son; then she turned to me to apologize.

I smiled and told her, “It’s okay.” Then I talked to the boy, “Hi, I’m Darryl Kramer. How are you?”

He studied me from head to toe, and asked, “Are you a little mommy?”

“Yes, I have a son,” I answered.

“Why are you so little?” he asked.

“It’s the way I was born,” I said. “Some people are little. Some are tall. I’m just not going to grow any bigger.” After I answered his other questions, I shook the boy’s hand, and left.

My life as a little person is filled with stories like that. I enjoy talking to children and explaining why I look different from their parents.

It takes only one glance to see my uniqueness. I stand three feet nine inches tall. I was born an achondroplasia dwarf. Despite this, I did all the things other kids did when I was growing up.

I didn’t realize how short I was until I started school. Some kids picked on me, calling me names. Then I knew. I began to hate the first day of school each year. New students would always stare at me as I struggled to climb the school bus stairs.

But I learned to smile and accept the fact that I was going to be noticed my whole life. I decided to make my uniqueness an advantage rather than a disadvantage. What I lacked in height, I made up for in personality.

I’m 47 now, and the stares have not diminished as I’ve grown older. People are amazed when they see me driving. I try to keep a good attitude. When people are rude, I remind myself, “Look what else I have — a great family, nice friends.”

It’s the children’s questions that make my life special. I enjoy answering their questions. My hope is that I will encourage them to accept their peers (a person of the same age, class, position, etc.), whatever size and shape they come in, and treat them with respect.

1... Why did the mother apologize to the author?

   A. Because the boy ran into the author.

   B. Because the boy laughed at the author.

   C. Because the boy said the author was fatter than him.

   D. Because she thought the boy’s words had hurt the author.

2..  When did the author realize that she was too short?

   A. When she began to go to school.       B. When she was 47 years old.

   C. When she grew up.             D. When she met the boy in the supermarket.

3..  Which of the following word can best replace the underlined word “diminished”?

   A. dismissed       B. increased       C. decreased      D. discriminated

4.. How does the author feel about people’s stares?

   A. Angry.         B. Calm.          C. Painful.        D. Discouraged.

I was shopping in the supermarket when I heard a young voice. “Mom, come here! There’s this lady near my size!” The mother rushed to her son; then she turned to me to apologize. I smiled and told her, “It’s okay.” Then talked to the boy, “Hi, I’m Darry Kramer. How are you?” He studied me from head to toe, and asked, “Are you a little mommy?” “Yes, I have a son,” I answered. “Why are you so little?” he asked. “It’s the way I was born,” I said. “Some people are little. Some are tall. I’m just not going to grow any bigger.” After I answered his other questions, I shook the boy’s hand and left.

My life as a little person is filled with stories like that. I enjoy talking to children and explaining why I look different from their parents.

It takes only one glance to see my uniqueness. I stand three feet nine inches tall. I was born an achondroplasia dwarf (侏儒). Despite this, I did all the things other kids did when I was growing up.

I didn’t realize how short I was until I started school. Some kids joked on me, calling me names. Then I knew. I began to hate the first day of school each year. New students would always stare at me as I struggled to climb the school bus stairs.

But I learned to smile and accept the fact that I was going to be noticed my whole life. I decided to make my uniqueness an advantage rather than a disadvantage. What I lacked in height, I made up for in personality.

I’m 47 now, and the stares have not diminished as I’ve grown older. People are amazed when they see me driving. I try to keep a good attitude. When people are rude, I remind myself, “Look what else I have – a great family, nice friends.”

It’s the children’s questions that make my life special. I enjoy answering their questions. My hope is that I will encourage them to accept their peers (a person of the same age, class, position, etc.), whatever size and shape they come in, and treat them with respect.

1.

Why did the mother apologize to the author?

A. Because the boy ran into the author.

B. Because the boy laughed at the author.

C. Because they boy said the author was fatter than him.

D. Because the mother thought the boy’s words had hurt the author.

2.

When did the author realize that she was too short?

A. When she grew up.

B. When she was 47 years old.  

C. When she began to go to school.

D. When she met the boy in the supermarket.

3.

Which of the following word can best replace the underlined word “diminished”?

A. doubted        B. increased        C. decreased        D. improved

4.

.How does the author feel about people’s stares now?

A. Angry       B. Calm      C. Painful     D. Discouraged

My mother believed you could be anything you wanted to be in America．You could open a restaurant．You could work for the government and get good retirement benefits．You could be rich．You could become famous．

"Of course you can be a talented child or what they call a wonder girl, too．" My mother told me when I was nine．"You can be best at anything．"

Every night after dinner, my mother presented tests, taking examples from stories of amazing children she had read in Believe It or Not, Good Housekeeping , Readers’Digest and some others．She looked through the magazines, searching for stories about remarkable children．

The first night she brought out a story about a three-year-old boy．He knew capitals of all states and could also pronounce the names of foreign cities correctly．

"What’s the capital of Finland?" Mother asked me．But all I knew was the capital of California．

The tests got harder -- multiplying （乘） numbers in my head, standing on my head without using my hands, predicting the daily temperature in Los Angeles, New York or London and etc．

One night I had to look at a page from the Bible for three minutes and then report everything I could remember．After seeing my mother’s disappointments once again, something inside of me began to die．I began to hate the tests, the raised hopes and failed expectations．Before going to bed that night, I looked in the mirror．When I saw only my face staring back and it would always be this ordinary face -- I began to cry．Such a sad, ugly girl!

And then I saw what seemed to be the talented side of me． I looked at the reflection （映像）, blinking so I could see more clearly．The girl was angry, powerful．This girl and I were the same．I had new thoughts, thoughts filled with lots of won’t． I won’t let her change me． I won’t be what I am not．

1．The mother’s belief was that in the U．S．

A．everyone had a chance to realize his dream

B．a talented child could always rise to the top

C．ordinary children were wonder children

D．there were many ways for people to get rich

2．The mother gave the writer tests to make sure that

A．she had any improvement ill her study           B．she had a good memory

C．she was as talented as expected                    D．she was good at reading

3．The writer hated the tests because

A．she didn’t like standing on her head

B．she was poor in numbers

C．she found it difficult to remember details

D．she thought the tests were too much for her

4．We can infer that the writer would

A．be angry with her mother                            B．try to be nothing but herself

C．refuse to do any test                            D．meet her mother’s expectations

I was shopping in the supermarket when I heard a young voice. “Mom, come here! There’s this lady near my size!” The mother rushed to her son; then she turned to me to apologize. I smiled and told her, “It’s okay.” Then talked to the boy, “Hi, I’m Darry Kramer. How are you?” He studied me from head to toe, and asked, “Are you a little mommy?” “Yes, I have a son,” I answered. “Why are you so little?” he asked. “It’s the way I was born,” I said. “Some people are little. Some are tall. I’m just not going to grow any bigger.” After I answered his other questions, I shook the boy’s hand and left.

My life as a little person is filled with stories like that. I enjoy talking to children and explaining why I look different from their parents.

It takes only one glance to see my uniqueness. I stand three feet nine inches tall. I was born an achondroplasia dwarf (侏儒). Despite this, I did all the things other kids did when I was growing up.

I didn’t realize how short I was until I started school. Some kids joked on me, calling me names. Then I knew. I began to hate the first day of school each year. New students would always stare at me as I struggled to climb the school bus stairs.

But I learned to smile and accept the fact that I was going to be noticed my whole life. I decided to make my uniqueness an advantage rather than a disadvantage. What I lacked in height, I made up for in personality.

I’m 47 now, and the stares have not diminished as I’ve grown older. People are amazed when they see me driving. I try to keep a good attitude. When people are rude, I remind myself, “Look what else I have – a great family, nice friends.”

It’s the children’s questions that make my life special. I enjoy answering their questions. My hope is that I will encourage them to accept their peers (a person of the same age, class, position, etc.), whatever size and shape they come in, and treat them with respect.

49. Why did the mother apologize to the author?

A. Because the boy ran into the author.

B. Because the boy laughed at the author.

C. Because they boy said the author was fatter than him.

D. Because the mother thought the boy’s words had hurt the author.

50.When did the author realize that she was too short?

A. When she grew up.

B. When she was 47 years old.  

C. When she began to go to school.

D. When she met the boy in the supermarket.

51.Which of the following word can best replace the underlined word “diminished”?

A. doubted         B. increased        C. decreased       D. improved

52.How does the author feel about people’s stares now?

A. Angry       B. Calm      C. Painful     D. Discouraged