--- It seems that Ann doesn't like the bag you bought for her the other day.--- ? I have been told she is desperate for one of that style.A. If soB. How comeC. So what D. What if 题目和参考答案——青夏教育精英家教网—

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--- It seems that Ann doesn't like the bag you bought for her the other day.

--- _______? I have been told she is desperate for one of that style.

A. If soB. How come

C. So what D. What if

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试题分析： A. If so如果这样，B. How come怎么回事，C. So what那又怎样？D. What if倘若…又如何？，句意：--似乎Ann不喜欢你几天前给她买的包。--怎么回事？有人告诉我她很渴望有一个那样的包。所以选B。

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I am glad to be your guest speaker today. It’s a great pleasure to your school and to meet all of you.

I would like to tell you about . I have been a news reporter for the past fifteen years. I chose this job I could travel the world, but the job has me many unforgettable lessons. The work is sometimes difficult. I have seen famines (饥荒), , earthquakes, poverty and death. But I have also seen courage, hope and .

In India, I visited a city where there were many homeless children. Some were as as four years old. They lived in the streets and survived by begging or . But then a lady called Rosa opened a home for them. Within one year, she was two hundred children. She clothed them, fed them and taught them. She them hope.

Here in China, I a young boy with a serious disease. He had had twenty operations and spent nearly his whole life in hospital. I thought he would be , but when I met him, his smile was so warm and welcoming.

In life, we need role models that we can admire and learn from. I feel upset, I try to remember the courage and goodness of these people.

1.A. visit B. call C. run D. leave

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5.A. love B. help C. victoriesD. wars

6.A. sadness B. happiness C. lonelinessD. illness

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A . Lend a hand.

B. Keep your eyes open.

C. Be seen, but not be heard.

D. Make friends with your neighbors.

E. Volunteer in your community.

F. Keep your home safe and attractive.

Tips for Being a Good Neighbor

1._______________

No one likes a noisy neighbor. Do you hold parties that last all night? Do you leave your dog outside to bark all day? Remember that not everyone has the same schedule as you do, so use some common sense. Keep noise to the lowest level. If you’re holding a party that’s likely to be loud, invite everyone within earshot.

2._________________

It’s much easier to solve any problem with neighbors if you have a friendly relationship with those around you. Furthermore, you may realize that you have things in common and make a lifelong friend.

3.__________________

Once you know your neighbors, then you’ll also know if something seems out of place in the neighborhood. Are strange people carrying expensive things out of one neighbor’s house? Have several days passed since your elderly neighbor last collected his newspaper? The benefit of keeping an eye out for unusual behavior in the neighborhood is that others will do the same for you.

4.___________________

It never hurts to follow the Golden Rule: Do to others what you would like them to do to you. Treat your neighbors with respect. Offer to drive an elderly neighbor to the grocery store. Volunteer to collect mail while a neighbor is on vacation. The more often you lend a helping hand, the more likely that your neighbors will do the same for you when you need a little help.

5._____________________

Don’t just limit your neighborly actions to your block or street. Remember that everyone who lives in a community has the ability to help make it a better place. Think about your passion and find a way to do it on a volunteer basis in your town. Volunteer at the local library. Enjoy working with kids. Consider becoming a scout leader. Whatever your passion is, there’s sure to be a thing suitable for you to help in the local community.

Only after Mary read her composition the second time ____ the spelling mistake.

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Dear Guys,

I’d like to talk to you about the shame you subjected me to last night. Let me first refresh your memory: You, a group of fit, young men, were playing soccer on the field across from my apartment building. I, a better-than-average looking young woman, was walking along the sidewalk with my groceries. That’s when your ball came flying over the fence and landed in front of me.

One of you approached and asked politely if I would throw the ball back to you. Fighting the urge to drop my bags and run screaming down the street, I reluctantly (勉强地) agreed.

Before I continue, let me explain something that I didn’t have a chance to mention last night: I hate sports. More specifically, I hate sports involving balls. This results from my lack of natural ability when it comes to throwing, catching and hitting. I’m bad at aiming too. So you can understand why I’d be nervous at what I’m sure seemed to you like a laughably simple request.

However, wanting to appear agreeable, I put my bags down, picked up the ball and, eyes half-shut, and threw it as hard as I could.

It hit the middle of the fence and bounced back to me.

Trying to act casually, I said something about being out of practice, and then picked up the ball again. If you’ll remember, at your command, I agreed to try throwing underhand. While outwardly I was smiling, in my head, I was praying, oh God, oh please oh please oh please. I threw the ball upward with all my strength, terrified by what happened next.

The ball hit slightly higher up on the fence and bounced back to me.

This is the point where I start to take issue with you. Wouldn’t it have been a better use of your time, and mine, if you had just walked around the fence and took the ball then? I was clearly struggling; my smiles were more and more forced. And yet, you all just stood there, motionless.

Seeing that you weren’t going to let me out of the trouble, I became desperate. Memories of middle school softball came flooding back. I tried hard to throw the ball but it only went about eight feet, then I decided to pick it up and dash with ball in hand towards the baseline, while annoyed thirteen-year-old boys screamed at me that I was ruining their lives. Children are cruel.

Being a big girl now, I pushed those memories aside and picked up the soccer ball for the third time. I forced a good-natured laugh while crying inside as you patiently shouted words of support over the fence at me.

“Throw it granny-style!” one of you said.

“Just back up a little and give it all you’ve got!” another offered.

And, most embarrassing of all, “You can do it!”

I know you thought you were being encouraging, but it only served to deepen the shame.

Anyway, I accepted your ball-throwing advice, backed up, rocked back and forth a little, took a deep breath and let it fly.

It hit the edge of the fence and bounced back to me.

I surprised myself—and I’m sure you as well—by letting out a cry, “DAMN IT!!!” I then willed myself to have a heart attack and pass out in front of you just so I’d be put out of my misery.

Alas, the heart attack didn’t happen, and you continued to look at me expectantly, like you were content to do this all night. I had become a sort of exhibition for you. I could feel your collective thoughts drifting through the chain-link: “Can she really not do it? But I mean, really?”

Unfortunately for you, I wasn’t really game to continue your experiment. Three failed attempts at a simple task in front of a group of people in a two-minute period were just enough blows for me for one night. I picked up the ball one last time, approached the fence and grumbled, “Please just come get the damn ball.”

And you did. And thanks to you, I decided at that very moment to never throw anything ever again, except disrespectful glances at people who play sports.

Sincerely, Jen Cordery

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I thought I’d save him the trouble of thinking of a new excuse. “No problem. Don’t worry about it.”

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