49.
According to the writer, when you do real
traveling, you should _______.
A. never mind how worried your
parents are
B. give your parents your
address and return date
C. tell your parents details
about your travel
D. not let your parents worry
about you

B
What
Is a Boy?
Between
the innocence of babyhood and the seriousness of manhood we find a delightful
creature called a “boy”. Boys come in different sizes, weights, and colors, but
all boys have the same belief: to enjoy every second of every minute of every
hour of every day and to fill the air with noise until the adult males pack
them off to bed at night.
Boys
are found everywhere – on top of, under, inside of, climbing on, swinging from,
running around, or jumping to. Mothers spoil them, little girls hate them,
older sisters and brothers love them, and God protects them. A boy is TRUTH with
dirt on its face, BEAUTY with a cut on its finger, WISDOM with chocolate in its
hair, and the HOPE of the future with a snake in its pocket.
When
you are busy, a boy is a trouble – maker and a noise. When you want him to make
a good impression, his brain turns to jelly(糊状物)or
else he becomes a wild creature bent on(致力于)destroying
the world and himself with it.
A boy
is a mixture – he has the stomach of a horse, the digestion of stones and sand,
the energy of an atomic bomb, the curiosity of a cat, the imagination of a
superman, the shyness of a sweet girl, the brave nature of a bull, the violence
of a firecracker, but when you ask him to make something, he has five thumbs
on each hand.
He
likes ice cream, knives, saws, Christmas, comic books, woods, water(in
its natural habitat), large animals, Dad, trains,
Saturday mornings, and fire engines. He is not much for Sunday schools,
company, schools, books without pictures, music lessons, neckties, barbers,
girls, overcoats, adults, or bedtime.
Nobody
else is so early to rise, or so late to supper. Nobody else gets so much fun
out of trees, dogs, and breezes. Nobody else can put into one pocket a rusty
knife, a half eaten apple, a three-feet rope, six cents and some unknown
things.
A boy
is a magical creature – he is your headache but when you come home at night
with only destroyed pieces of your hopes and dreams, he can mend them like new
with two magic words, “Hi, Dad!”