I was telling my boy Sonny the story of the hare and the tortoise．At the end I said, “Son, remember： Slow and steady wins the race．Don't you think there's something to
learn from the tortoise? ” He opened his eyes wide．“Do you mean next time when I'm entering the 60-metre race I should wish Billy and Tony and Sandy would all fall asleep halfway? ”
I was surprised．“But the tortoise didn't wish the hare would fall asleep．”
“He must have wished that, ” Sonny said, “Otherwise how could he be so stupid as to race with the hare? He knew very well the hare ran a hundred times faster than he himself did．”
“He didn't have such a wish．” I insisted．“He won the race by perseverance(毅力), by pushing on steadily．”
Sonny thought for a while．“That's a lie, ” he said．“He won the race because he was lucky．If the hare hadn't happened to fall asleep, the tortoise would never have won the race．He could be as steady as you like, or a hundred times steadier, but he'd never have won the race! That's for sure．”
(1)
The writer argued with his son because ________．
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A．
he liked tortoises while his son liked hares
B．
they disagreed about whether the tortoise was stupid
C．
he liked the story of the hare and the tortoise while his son didn't
D．
he tried to teach his son the moral lesson of the story but the son refused it
(2)
Sonny believed that the tortoise ________．
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A．
won the race by his effort
B．
took a risk by agreeing to the race
C．
was not given a fair chance in the race
D．
in fact did not win the race
(3)
According to the passage, who do you think learned a lesson?
Having left the town, the girl stopped the car at the landing near the entrance of the bay．She stepped into the 1 and rowed out silently．The tide was rushing to the entrance and 2 to the wild open sea．She had to row across the bay to reach 3 side．The waves struck against the side of the boat, 4 and uneven; it became 5 difficult to row．If she 6 for a moment, the tide would push the boat back towards the 7 ．
She wasn’t even halfway, 8 she was already tired and her hands 9 from pulling on the rough wooden oars．“I’m never going to 10 it, ”she thought．She rested the oars on her knees and 11 her head helplessly, then looked up as she 12 the boat shift against the tide．
The east wind, which had swung around from the south-west, 13 her help and pushed the boat towards the mountains．It was going to be 14 ．Her hands weren’t so painful．Her chest didn’t feel as if it was about to burst 15 ．
The lights of the town became 16 ．One of the oars banged against the side of the boat and she 17 it with a start．Had she been asleep, or just 18 ? She looked over her shoulder．She was almost on the beach．The girl gave one last 19 on the oars to ground the boat, and then lay back against the seat．She listened to the waves 20 and knew she had come home．Far across the moonlit bay the lights were no more than a sparkling chain．