It had been a difficult move. I’d left my family and friends in Indiana, the beloved state where I’d lived most of my life. My new home in Florida was thousands of miles away from anything I knew. It was hot—all the time. Jobs were hard to come by, but I was up for almost any challenge.

At last, I taught in a special school where students have severe learning and behavioral difficulties.

Another teacher and I had spent weeks teaching the children appropriate behavior for public outings. Unexpectedly, only a few students, including Kyle, had not earned the privilege of going. He was determined to make his disappointment known.

In the corridor(走廊) between classrooms, he began screaming, cursing, spitting, and swinging at anything within striking distance. Once his outburst died down, he did what he’d done when he was angry at all his other schools, at home, even once at a juvenile detention(拘留)center. He ran.

People watched in disbelief as Kyle dashed straight into the heavy morning traffic in front of the school.

I heard someone shout, “Call the police!”

But I ran after him.

Kyle was at least a foot taller than me. And he was fast. His older brothers were track stars at the nearby high school. But I could run long distances without tiring. I would at least be able to keep him in my sight and know he was alive.

After several blocks of running directly into oncoming traffic, Kyle slowed his pace.

He took a sharp left. Standing next to a trash bin, Kyle bent over with his hands on his knees. I must have looked ridiculous. But his was not a look of fear. I saw his body relax. He did not attempt to run again. Kyle stood still and watched me approach. I had no idea what I was going to say or do, but I kept walking closer.

He opened his mouth to speak when a police car pulled up, abruptly filling the space between Kyle and me. The school principal and an officer got out. They spoke calmly to Kyle, who willingly climbed into the back of the vehicle. I couldn’t hear what was said, but I didn’t take my eyes off Kyle’s face, even as they drove away.

I couldn’t help but feel that I had failed him, that I should have done or said more, that I should have fixed the situation.

I shared my feelings with a speech therapist who was familiar with Kyle’s history. “No one ever ran after him before, Rachel,” she said. “No one. They just let him go.”

Things changed the day he ran and I ran after him, even though I didn’t have the right words, even though I wasn’t able to save him from the mess he was in. It was the day I didn’t throw my hands in the air and decide he was too fast, a waste of time and effort , a lost cause. It was the day my mere presence was enough to make a profound difference.

1.From the passage we know that _____.

A. the author left her family to Florida because jobs were hard to come by in Indiana.

B. students were allowed to go out after they passed some specific tests.

C. the author worked in a school where students were excellent.

D. no teacher had ever run after Kyle before except the author .

2.Which of the following description about Kyle is not true?

A. He had some behavioral difficulties and once moved from one detention to another.

B. He used to run out to let out his anger when he was in school,home or juvenile detention.

C. Different from his brothers, he learned in a special school while not a normal high school.

D. He was moved by his teacher who treated him with more patience and understanding.

3.Which is the correct order of the trace?

①He burst out when he knew he couldn’t go out.    

②I decided to run after him.

③Kyle stoppped beside a trash bin.

④A police car came and Kyle left with it.

⑤He rushed into the heavy morning traffic.     

⑥Kyle slowed his pace.

⑦I walked toward Kyle.

A. ①⑤②⑥③⑦④                 B. ①⑤②④⑥⑦③       

C. ⑤④②⑥③⑦①            D. ①②⑥⑦③④⑤

4.What is the best title of the passage?

A. Kyle, a Boy with Learning and Behavior Difficulties.

B. The Teacher Who Ran.

C. A School with Special Students.    

D. A Terrible Conflict.

It had been a difficult move. I’d left my family and friends in Indiana, the beloved state where I’d lived most of my life. My new home in Florida was thousands of miles away from anything I knew. It was hot—all the time. Jobs were hard to come by, but I was up for almost any challenge.
At last, I taught in a special school where students have severe learning and behavioral difficulties.
Another teacher and I had spent weeks teaching the children appropriate behavior for public outings. Unexpectedly, only a few students, including Kyle, had not earned the privilege of going. He was determined to make his disappointment known.
In the corridor(走廊) between classrooms, he began screaming, cursing, spitting, and swinging at anything within striking distance. Once his outburst died down, he did what he’d done when he was angry at all his other schools, at home, even once at a juvenile detention(拘留)center. He ran.
People watched in disbelief as Kyle dashed straight into the heavy morning traffic in front of the school.
I heard someone shout, “Call the police!”
But I ran after him.
Kyle was at least a foot taller than me. And he was fast. His older brothers were track stars at the nearby high school. But I could run long distances without tiring. I would at least be able to keep him in my sight and know he was alive.
After several blocks of running directly into oncoming traffic, Kyle slowed his pace.
He took a sharp left. Standing next to a trash bin, Kyle bent over with his hands on his knees. I must have looked ridiculous. But his was not a look of fear. I saw his body relax. He did not attempt to run again. Kyle stood still and watched me approach. I had no idea what I was going to say or do, but I kept walking closer.
He opened his mouth to speak when a police car pulled up, abruptly filling the space between Kyle and me. The school principal and an officer got out. They spoke calmly to Kyle, who willingly climbed into the back of the vehicle. I couldn’t hear what was said, but I didn’t take my eyes off Kyle’s face, even as they drove away.
I couldn’t help but feel that I had failed him, that I should have done or said more, that I should have fixed the situation.
I shared my feelings with a speech therapist who was familiar with Kyle’s history. “No one ever ran after him before, Rachel,” she said. “No one. They just let him go.”
Things changed the day he ran and I ran after him, even though I didn’t have the right words, even though I wasn’t able to save him from the mess he was in. It was the day I didn’t throw my hands in the air and decide he was too fast, a waste of time and effort , a lost cause. It was the day my mere presence was enough to make a profound difference

1. 1.

   From the passage we know that _____

   1. A.
      the author left her family to Florida because jobs were hard to come by in Indiana
   2. B.
      students were allowed to go out after they passed some specific tests
   3. C.
      the author worked in a school where students were excellent
   4. D.
      no teacher had ever run after Kyle before except the author
2. 2.

   Which of the following description about Kyle is not true?

   1. A.
      He had some behavioral difficulties and once moved from one detention to another
   2. B.
      He used to run out to let out his anger when he was in school,home or juvenile detention
   3. C.
      Different from his brothers, he learned in a special school while not a normal high school
   4. D.
      He was moved by his teacher who treated him with more patience and understanding
3. 3.

   Which is the correct order of the trace?
   ①He burst out when he knew he couldn’t go out.      ②I decided to run after him.
   ③Kyle stoppped beside a trash bin.                      ④A police car came and Kyle left with it.
   ⑤He rushed into the heavy morning traffic.       ⑥Kyle slowed his pace.
   ⑦I walked toward Kyle

   1. A.
      ①⑤②⑥③⑦④
   2. B.
      ①⑤②④⑥⑦③
   3. C.
      ⑤④②⑥③⑦①
   4. D.
      ①②⑥⑦③④⑤
4. 4.

   What is the best title of the passage?

   1. A.
      Kyle, a Boy with Learning and Behavior Difficulties
   2. B.
      The Teacher Who Ran
   3. C.
      A School with Special Students
   4. D.
      A Terrible Conflict

It had been a difficult move. I’d left my family and friends in Indiana, the beloved state where I’d lived most of my life. My new home in Florida was thousands of miles away from anything I knew. It was hot—all the time. Jobs were hard to come by, but I was up for almost any challenge.

At last, I taught in a special school where students have severe learning and behavioral difficulties.

Another teacher and I had spent weeks teaching the children appropriate behavior for public outings. Unexpectedly, only a few students, including Kyle, had not earned the privilege of going. He was determined to make his disappointment known.

In the corridor(走廊) between classrooms, he began screaming, cursing, spitting, and swinging at anything within striking distance. Once his outburst died down, he did what he’d done when he was angry at all his other schools, at home, even once at a juvenile detention(拘留)center. He ran.

People watched in disbelief as Kyle dashed straight into the heavy morning traffic in front of the school.

I heard someone shout, “Call the police!”

But I ran after him.

Kyle was at least a foot taller than me. And he was fast. His older brothers were track stars at the nearby high school. But I could run long distances without tiring. I would at least be able to keep him in my sight and know he was alive.

After several blocks of running directly into oncoming traffic, Kyle slowed his pace.

He took a sharp left. Standing next to a trash bin, Kyle bent over with his hands on his knees. I must have looked ridiculous. But his was not a look of fear. I saw his body relax. He did not attempt to run again. Kyle stood still and watched me approach. I had no idea what I was going to say or do, but I kept walking closer.

He opened his mouth to speak when a police car pulled up, abruptly filling the space between Kyle and me. The school principal and an officer got out. They spoke calmly to Kyle, who willingly climbed into the back of the vehicle. I couldn’t hear what was said, but I didn’t take my eyes off Kyle’s face, even as they drove away.

I couldn’t help but feel that I had failed him, that I should have done or said more, that I should have fixed the situation.

I shared my feelings with a speech therapist who was familiar with Kyle’s history. “No one ever ran after him before, Rachel,” she said. “No one. They just let him go.”

Things changed the day he ran and I ran after him, even though I didn’t have the right words, even though I wasn’t able to save him from the mess he was in. It was the day I didn’t throw my hands in the air and decide he was too fast, a waste of time and effort , a lost cause. It was the day my mere presence was enough to make a profound difference.

64. From the passage we know that _____.

   A. the author left her family to Florida because jobs were hard to come by in Indiana.

   B. students were allowed to go out after they passed some specific tests.

   C. the author worked in a school where students were excellent.

   D. no teacher had ever run after Kyle before except the author .

65. Which of the following description about Kyle is not true?

   A. He had some behavioral difficulties and once moved from one detention to another.

   B. He used to run out to let out his anger when he was in school,home or juvenile detention.

   C. Different from his brothers, he learned in a special school while not a normal high school.

   D. He was moved by his teacher who treated him with more patience and understanding.

66. Which is the correct order of the trace?

   ①He burst out when he knew he couldn’t go out. ②I decided to run after him.

   ③Kyle stoppped beside a trash bin.                   ④A police car came and Kyle left with it.

   ⑤He rushed into the heavy morning traffic.          ⑥Kyle slowed his pace.

   ⑦I walked toward Kyle.

   A. ①⑤②⑥③⑦④        B. ①⑤②④⑥⑦③       C. ⑤④②⑥③⑦①      D. ①②⑥⑦③④⑤

67. What is the best title of the passage?

   A. Kyle, a Boy with Learning and Behavior Difficulties.               B. The Teacher Who Ran.

   C. A School with Special Students.                                               D. A Terrible Conflict.

It has been said that Lincoln was always ready to join in a laugh at himself. There is one particular story that he always told with great delight.

In his early days as a lawyer, Lincoln went from town to town to hear and judge legal(法律的)cases. During one of these trips, he was sitting in a train when a strange man came up to him. The stranger looked at the tall clumsy(笨拙的)lawyer and said that he had something he believed belonging to Lincoln. Lincoln was a bit puzzled. He had never seen the man before. He didn’t see how a total stranger could have something of his. Lincoln asked how this could be. The stranger pulled out a penknife and began to explain. Many years before, he had been given the pocketknife. He had been told to keep it until he was able to find a man uglier than himself.

Lincoln’s eyes always sparked when he reached this part of the story. The story always brought smiles to the faces of those who heard it. The tale itself was funny. But even more delightful was the fact that a man as great as Lincoln could still laugh at himself.

This passage is about         .

A. a stranger and his strange knife

B. Lincoln’s favorite story

C. meeting stranger in a train

D. Lincoln’s favorite penknife

From the story we can infer that the stranger in the train         

A. liked to make friends           B. liked to tell jokes

C. collected penknives            D. was not handsome

Lincoln was given the pocketknife for         

A. his appearance              B. a good laugh

C. being a lawyer              D. being good-humored

Which of the following statements is right?

A. Lincoln, even though great, was not proud.

B. Lincoln was a great and proud man.

C. Lincoln lacked self-respect.

D. Lincoln had a good sense of humor.

What does the word “sparked” in the last paragraph mean?

A. 闪耀       B. 暗淡      C. 无神     D. 忧伤

It has been said that Lincoln was always ready to join in a laugh at himself. There is one particular story that he always told with great delight.
In his early days as a lawyer, Lincoln went from town to town to hear and judge legal(法律的)cases. During one of these trips, he was sitting in a train when a strange man came up to him. The stranger looked at the tall clumsy(笨拙的)lawyer and said that he had something he believed belonging to Lincoln. Lincoln was a bit puzzled. He had never seen the man before. He didn’t see how a total stranger could have something of his. Lincoln asked how this could be. The stranger pulled out a penknife and began to explain. Many years before, he had been given the pocketknife. He had been told to keep it until he was able to find a man uglier than himself.
Lincoln’s eyes always sparked when he reached this part of the story. The story always brought smiles to the faces of those who heard it. The tale itself was funny. But even more delightful was the fact that a man as great as Lincoln could still laugh at himself.
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