The young boy saw me, or rather, he saw the car and quickly ran up to me,eager to sell his bunches
(串) of bananas and bags of peanuts. Though he appeared to be about twelve, he seemed to have already
known he bitterness of life. "Bananas 300 naira. Peanuts 200 naira." He said in a low voice. I bargained
him down to 200 that for the fruit and nuts, When he agreed, I handed him a 500 naira bill. He didn't have
change. So I told him not to worry. He said thanks and smiled a row of perfect teeth.
When, two weeks later, I saw the boy again, I was more aware of my position in a society where it's
not that uncommon to see a little boy who should be in school standing on the corner selling fruit in the
burning sun. My parents bad raised me to be aware of the advantage we had been afforded and the
responsibility it brought to us.
I pulled over and rolled down my window, He had a bunch of bananas and a bag of peanuts ready. I
waved them away. "What't up?"asked him.
"I…I don't have money to buy books for school."I reached into my pocket and handed him two fresh
500 naira bills. "Will this help?" I asked. He looked around nervously before taking the money. One thousand
naira was a lot of money to someone whose family probably made about 5,000 naira or less each year.
"Thank you, sir." he said. "Thank you very much!"
When driving home. I wondered if my little friend actually used the money for schoolbooks. What if he's
a cheat (骗子)? And then I wondered why I did it. Did I do it to make myself feel better? Was I using him?
Later, I realized that I wondered why I did it, Did I do it to make myself feel better? Was I using him? Later,
I realized that I didn't know his name or the least bit about him, nor did I think to ask.
Over the next six months, I was busy working in a news agency in northern Nigeria. Sometime after
I returned, I went out For a drive. When I was about to pull over, the boy suddenly appeared by my window
with a big smile ready on his face.
"Oh, gosh! Long time."
"Are you in school now?"I asked.
He nodded.
"That's good," I said. A silence fell as we looked at each other, and then I realized what he wanted.
"Here," I held out a 500 naira bill. "Take this." He shook his head and stepped back as if hurt. "What's
wrong?" I asked. "It's a gift."
He shook his head again and brought his had form behind his back. His face shone with sweat (汗水).
He dropped a bunch of bananas and a bag of peanuts in the front seat before he said, "I've been waiting to
give these to you."
(串) of bananas and bags of peanuts. Though he appeared to be about twelve, he seemed to have already
known he bitterness of life. "Bananas 300 naira. Peanuts 200 naira." He said in a low voice. I bargained
him down to 200 that for the fruit and nuts, When he agreed, I handed him a 500 naira bill. He didn't have
change. So I told him not to worry. He said thanks and smiled a row of perfect teeth.
When, two weeks later, I saw the boy again, I was more aware of my position in a society where it's
not that uncommon to see a little boy who should be in school standing on the corner selling fruit in the
burning sun. My parents bad raised me to be aware of the advantage we had been afforded and the
responsibility it brought to us.
I pulled over and rolled down my window, He had a bunch of bananas and a bag of peanuts ready. I
waved them away. "What't up?"asked him.
"I…I don't have money to buy books for school."I reached into my pocket and handed him two fresh
500 naira bills. "Will this help?" I asked. He looked around nervously before taking the money. One thousand
naira was a lot of money to someone whose family probably made about 5,000 naira or less each year.
"Thank you, sir." he said. "Thank you very much!"
When driving home. I wondered if my little friend actually used the money for schoolbooks. What if he's
a cheat (骗子)? And then I wondered why I did it. Did I do it to make myself feel better? Was I using him?
Later, I realized that I wondered why I did it, Did I do it to make myself feel better? Was I using him? Later,
I realized that I didn't know his name or the least bit about him, nor did I think to ask.
Over the next six months, I was busy working in a news agency in northern Nigeria. Sometime after
I returned, I went out For a drive. When I was about to pull over, the boy suddenly appeared by my window
with a big smile ready on his face.
"Oh, gosh! Long time."
"Are you in school now?"I asked.
He nodded.
"That's good," I said. A silence fell as we looked at each other, and then I realized what he wanted.
"Here," I held out a 500 naira bill. "Take this." He shook his head and stepped back as if hurt. "What's
wrong?" I asked. "It's a gift."
He shook his head again and brought his had form behind his back. His face shone with sweat (汗水).
He dropped a bunch of bananas and a bag of peanuts in the front seat before he said, "I've been waiting to
give these to you."
1. What was the author's first impression of the boy?
A. He seemed to be poor and greedy.
B. He seemed to have his age.
C. He seemed younger than his age.
D. He seemed good at bargaining.
B. He seemed to have his age.
C. He seemed younger than his age.
D. He seemed good at bargaining.
2. The second time the author met the boy, the boy _____.
A. told him his purpose of selling fruit and nuts
B. wanted to express his thanks
C. asked him for money for his schoolbooks
D. tried to take advantage of him
B. wanted to express his thanks
C. asked him for money for his schoolbooks
D. tried to take advantage of him
3. Why did the author give his money to the boy?
A. Because he had enough money to do that.
B. Because he had learnt to help others since childhood.
C. Because he held a higher position in the society.
D. Because he had been asked by the news agency to do so.
B. Because he had learnt to help others since childhood.
C. Because he held a higher position in the society.
D. Because he had been asked by the news agency to do so.
4. Which of the following best describes the boy?
A. Brave and polite.
B. Kind and smart.
C. Honest and thankful.
D. Shy and nervous.
B. Kind and smart.
C. Honest and thankful.
D. Shy and nervous.
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| It was a bright spring afternoon when Fieda told me she wouldn’t need me any more. I had just finished my four-hour work 1 up and down the stairs of her three-storey home, cleaning the floor and washing the dished. She was 2 jeans and a sweater. Sitting at the table I had just 3 . a pile of papers spread around her. Her husband’a 4 was going to be reduced by thirty percent. And they were trying to live as if it had 5 happened. I felt sorry for her. but I also felt a sense of 6 . I had been cleaning Freda’s house for five years and had 7 an unexpected relationship with the family. It was not just 8 I had become an expert at scraping(刮掉)dirt stuct to their wooden floor. 9 that I had learned exactly how to place toys on the girls’beds. It was 10 than that. For I felt I had become a part of their 11 . Freda stayed at home with the kids, 12 I would often see her in the morning 13 them to school. And I’d be there when they 14 home at lunch for sandwiches and piano practice. I had 15 them grow up. Now I was fired, but the 16 thing was that I still wanted to keep scraping away the dirt and dust for the family. I left Freda’s house that day , wondering about the 17 relationship with my clients(主顾. Who am I 18 them? As a matter of fact. I’m 19 an employee-the lowest kind of employee. But I’m also a trusted 20 of the family. I can’t help worrying about what happens around me. | ||||
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| While I studied at school, I felt a great difficulty in leaning my Latin translations. I was always very 1 in using a dictionary, and 2 it most difficult, while to other boys it seemed 3 . I formed an alliance (盟友) with a boy in the Sixth Grade. He was very clever and 4 read Latin as easily as English. My friend for his part was almost as 5 troubled by the English essays he had to write for the headmaster as I was 6 these Latin words. We agreed together that he should 7 me my Latin translations and that I should do his essays. The arrangement 8 wonderfully. The headmaster seemed quite 9 with my work, and I had more time to myself in the morning. On the other hand, once a week 10 I had to compose the essays of my friend. For several months no difficulty 11 , but once we were near]y caught out. One afternoon, the headmaster 12 my friend to discuss one essay with him in a lively spirit. "I was interested in this 13 you make here. I think you might have gone further. Tell me 14 you had in your mind." The headmaster continued in this 15 for some time to fear of my friend. However the headmaster, not wishing to 16 an occasion of praise into 17 of fault-finding, finally 18 him go. He came back to me like a man who had had a very narrow 19 and I made up my mind to make every effort to study my 20 . | ||||
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| On a hot summer day in late August, I sought shade and a cool drink at a waterfront café on a Greek island. Over a hundred degrees in 1 air. Crowded. Tempers (脾气) of both the tourists and waiters had 2 to meet the situation, making it a rather quarrelsome environment (环境). At the table next to mine sat an attractive, 3 couple, waiting for 4 . They held Hands, whispered, kissed, and laughed. Suddenly they stood, picked up their 5 and stepped together 6 the edge of where they were sitting to place the table in the sea water. The man stepped 7 for the two chairs. He politely 8 his lady in the knee-deep water and then sat down himself. All people around laughed and cheered. 9 appeared. He paused for just a second, walked into the water to 10 the table and take their 11 , and then walked back to the 12 cheers of the rest of his 13 . Minutes later he returned carrying a bottle of wine and two glasses. Without pausing, he went 14 into the water to 15 the wine. The couple toasted (祝酒) each other, the waiter and the crowd. And the crowd 16 by cheering and throwing flowers to them. Three other tables 17 to have lunch in the water. The place was now filled with laughter. One doesn't step into water in one's best summer clothes. Why not? Customers are not served 18 . Why not? Sometimes one should consider 19 the line of convention (常规) and enjoy 20 to the fullest. | ||||
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| The year I went away to college was a very difficult transition (过渡期) for me. 1 is probably true with many people. I got quite homesick and 2 thought about going home. Although the 3 time for many students is getting 4 from home, my mailbox was frequently 5 . One day when I went to the mailbox, there was a postcard 6 out at me. I sat down to read it, 7 a note from someone back home. 8 I became increasingly puzzled (困惑) as 9 postcards were like this; It was a full news report about a woman named Mabel and her newborn baby. I took the card back to my room and 10 about it. Several days later I 11 another postcard, this one 12 news about Maybelline, Mabel's cousin. Soon after, another card arrived and then another, 13 full of news of different people. I began to 14 look forward to the next one, 15 to see what this author would come up with 16 . I was never 17 . Finally, the cards 18 coming, right about the time I had begun to feel 19 about college life. They had been such a happy distraction (调剂) that I have 20 all the postcards and still bring them out to read whenever I need a lift. | ||||
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