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　　On arriving at the local shopping center, I noticed a small sign taped to the first pole．Why would someone place that sign so 　　1　　?

　　I looked closer．“Ah, a house for sale．A good way to grab your 　　2　　,”I said to myself．

　　“I don't think so,”a clerk was standing by me．“That little 　　3　　 and her mom are doing it．”

　　With 　　4　　, I approached them．“Excuse me．Why are you 　　5　　 the house for sale signs so close the ground?”I asked．

　　The woman smiled,“We're not selling the 　　6　　．Look closer．”

　　I stooped down(俯身)　　7　　 I could finally read the small print．

　　“We miss you!”I read out aloud．I looked up and said,“I don't 　　8　　 it!You miss the house?”

　　“　　9　　 to the left．”said the woman．Oh, I hadn't noticed that there was a picture of a dog on it!

　　I said,“Do you 　　10　　 the dog?”

　　“Yes!Look at the bottom of the sign．”

　　“I miss you!Come home!”

　　I didn't understand．I must have had that 　　11　　 look on my face．

　　“My daughter's dog got 　　12　　,”the woman explained．

　　“But most people would 　　13　　 a lost sign where people could 　　14　　 see it,”I said．

　　“I told my daughter that it may be 　　15　　 to find her dog, as you can see the store has so many signs posted．So she said that she had a better 　　16　　．She wanted her dog to 　　17　　 her,”she said．

　　“And hanging them 　　18　　 there…”

　　“So the dog could see it,”she said．

　　“What a great idea!”I said to her．

　　I 　　19　　 the woman one of my business cards．I had to know this 　　20　　．

　　One week later my phone rang．The little girl told me her dog came home．Amazing!

阅读理解

　　As a boy, Sanders was much influenced(影响)by books about the sea, but by the age of fifteen he had decided to become a doctor rather than a sailor．His father was a doctor．So he was often with the doctors and got along very well with them．When he was fourteen, he was already hanging around the hospital where he was supposed to be helping to clean the medicine bottles, but was trying to listen to the doctors’ conversations with patients in the next room．

　　During the war Sanders served in the army as a surgeon(外科医生)．“That was the happiest time of my life．I was dealing with real sufferers and on the whole making a success of my job．” In Rhodes he taught the country people simple facts about medicine．He saw himself as a life-saver．He had proved his skill to himself and had a firm belief that he could serve those who lived simply, and were dependent upon him．Thus, while in a position to tell them what to do he could feel he was serving them．

　　After the war, he married and set up a practice deep in the English countryside, working under an old doctor who hated the sight of blood．This gave the younger man plenty of opportunity(机会)to go on working as a life-saver．

阅读理解

　　It was Saturday when the entire summer world was bright and fresh．Tom looked at the fence, which was long and high, feeling all enthusiasm leaving him．He dipped his brush into the whitewash before moving it along the top board of the fence．He knew other boys would arrive soon with all minds of interesting plans for this day．As walking past him, they would tease him for having to work on a beautiful Saturday－which burnt him like fire．

　　He, putting his hands into his pockets and taking out all he owned with the expectation of letting someone paint, found nothing that could buy half an hour of freedom．At this dark and hopeless moment, a wonderful idea occurred to him, pouring a great bright light into his mind．He took up his brush and continued to work pleasantly with calm and quietness．

　　Presently, Ben Rogers came in sight－munching an apple and making joyful noises like the sound of a riverboat as he walked along．Tom went on whitewashing, paying no attention to the steamboat．

　　“Hello!” Ben said, “I’m going swimming, but you can’t go, can you?”

　　No answer．Tom moved his brush gently along the fence and surveyed the result．Ben came nearer．Tom’s mouth watered for Ben’s apple while he kept painting the fence．

　　Ben said, “That’s a lot of work, isn’t it?”

　　Tom turned suddenly saying “Here you are! Ben! I didn’t notice you．”

　　“I’m going swimming,” Ben said．“Don’t you wish you could go? Or would you rather work?”

　　Tom said, “Work? What do you mean ‘work’?”

　　“Isn’t that work?”

　　Tom continued painting and answered carelessly, “Maybe it is, and maybe it isn’t．All I know is it suits Tom Sawyer．”

　　“Do you mean that you enjoy it?”

　　“I don’t see why I oughtn’t to enjoy it．”

　　“Does a boy have a chance to paint a fence frequently” said Tom．

　　Ben stopped munching his apple．

　　Tom moved his brush back and forth－stepped back to note the effect－added a little paint here and there．Ben watched every move, getting more and more interested, more and more absorbed1．After a short time, he said, “Tom, let me whitewash a little．”

　　Tom seemed to be thinking for a moment before he said, “No, Aunt Polly wants this fence to be perfect．If it was the back fence, maybe you could do it．But this fence beside the street is where everybody can see it．It has to be done right．”

　　“Oh, come on, let me try．I’ll be careful．Listen, Tom．I’ll give you part of my apple if you let me paint．”

　　“No, Ben, I’m afraid－”

　　“I’ll give you all the apple!”

　　Tom handed the brush to Ben with unwillingness on his face but alacrity in his heart．While the riverboat worked and sweated in the hot sun, Tom, an artist sat in the shade close by, munching his apple, and planning how he could trick more of the boys．

　　Before long there were enough boys each of whom came along the street; stopped to laugh but soon begged to be allowed to paint．By the middle of the afternoon, Tom had got many treasures while the fence had had three layers of whitewash on it．If he hadn’t run out of whitewash, he would have owned everything belonging to the boys in the village．

　　Tom said to himself that the world was not so depressing after all．He had discovered a great law of human action：in order to make a man cover a thing, it is only necessary to make the thing difficult to attain．