根据句意及首字母或汉语提示，写出各句中所缺单词的正确形式。

76. It was         (令人惊讶的) to everyone that the court had made such a decision.

77. The library was very quiet except that two girls are         （耳语）

78. He was ill and t      could not come.

79. The young girl is s        to bring up a family alone.

80. The students were greatly i      by the headmaster’s speech.

81. When he read the book a second time , he found it e      .

82. Our products are e　　　　to southeast Asia to gain more profit.

83. Jack is in trouble , he needs our        (支持)

84. I had an         （争论）with my neighbour about a tree in his garden.

85. I can’t deal with the problem alone , so I r       not accepting his help.

She had been shopping with her Mom in Wal-Mart. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful brown haired, freckle-faced image of innocence. Outside, it was pouring so heavily.
We all stood there just inside the door of the Wal-Mart. We waited, some patiently, others annoyed because nature messed up their hurried day. I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world.
Her voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance (昏昏欲睡) we were all caught in. “Mom, let’s run through the rain,” she said.
“ No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit.” Mom replied.
This young child waited about another minute and repeated, “Mom, let’s run through the rain. ”
“We’ll get soaked if we do,” Mom said.
“ No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning,”  the young girl said as she tore at her Mom’s arm.
“This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?”
“Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!”
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I dare say you couldn’t hear anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes. Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.
Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s lifetime when innocent trust can be developed so that it will bloom into faith. “Honey , you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If get wet, well maybe we just need washing.” Mom said. Then off they ran.
We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they rushed past the cars and they held their shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars. And yes, l did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.
You may lose your material possessions, your money and even your health, but no one can ever take away your precious memories. So don’t forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories.
【小题1】 Which of the following is the closest in meaning to the underlined word “affirmation”?

There was an American writer who often told such a story to his friends and readers:

It was an exhibition of the artists’ works organized by the Red Cross. I was invited as a special guest to take part in the exhibition. During this period, two cute girls of 16 or 17 years old came to me and asked for my signature(签名).

“I haven’t brought my pen. Is the pencil okay?” I asked. In fact I knew they wouldn’t refuse. I just wanted to show a well-known writer’s good manners to the common readers.

“Certainly,” the young girls readily agreed. I could see they were very excited. Of course, their excitement also made me more pleased with myself. One of the girls handed her notebook to me. I took out my pencil, wrote a few words of encouragement, and signed my name. The girl read my signature, frowned(皱眉), looked at me carefully and asked, “Aren’t you Robert Charboss?”

“NO,”I told her proudly, “I’m the author of Alice Adams, the winner of two Pulitzer Prizes.”

The young girl turned to another one, and said, “Mary, lend your eraser to me.”

At the moment, all my pride turned into a bubble (泡沫) immediately. Since then, I always warn(告诫)myself：Don’t think too highly of yourself even though you are so outstanding（杰出的）.

1.The writer went to the exhibition because he      .

2.We can infer that the two girls were the fans of   .        

3.The underlined sentence “all my pride turned into a bubble immediately” means that the writer     .

4.This story teaches us to be a(an)    person.

Aren’t they all our children?
There are few things in this life more difficult to experience than the loss of one’s child. Jim Wallis, in WHO SPEAKS FOR GOD, tells a story that happened during the war in Sarajevo. A reporter who was covering the violence in the middle of the city saw a little girl shot by a gunman.
The reporter rushed to the aid of a man who was now holding the child. He helped them both into his car and sped off to a hospital.  
“Hurry, my friend,” the man urged, “my child is still alive.” A moment or two later he pleaded, “Hurry, my friend, my child is still breathing.” A little later he said, “Hurry, my friend, my child is still warm.”
When they got to the hospital, the young girl was gone. “This is a terrible task for me,” the distraught man said to the reporter. “I must go and tell her father that his child is dead.”
He looked at the man in surprise and said, “I thought she was your child.”
The man replied, “No, but aren't they all our children?”
I think that is one of the great questions of our age that deserves an answer.
Aren’t they all our children? Those on our side of the border as well as those on the other side? Those of our nation no more or less than those of another?
Aren’t they all our children? The well-educated and the under-educated? The well-fed and the under-fed? Those who are secure and those who are at risk?
Aren’t they all our children? if we say yes, can we ever again pit them against each other? “If we have no peace,” said Mother Teresa, “it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.”
There may be no greater question for our generation. And how we answer that question will determine the shape of our world for years to come.
51. What was the reporter doing when the shooting took place?
A. Telling a story.          B. Having a meeting.  
C. Reporting an event.       D. Helping the wounded.
52. From the text we know the girl died        .
A. in the hospital              B. with nobody in front  
C. soon after the shooting      D. far away from her home
53. How many people experienced the sad story?
A. Three.              B. Four.  C. Five.   D. Six.
54. Which can best express the point of a yes to the question “Aren’t they all our children?”
A. Health.       B. Love.  C. Wealth.     D. Peace.

There was an American writer who often told such a story to his friends and readers:
It was an exhibition of the artists’ works organized by the Red Cross. I was invited as a special guest to take part in the exhibition. During this period, two cute girls of 16 or 17 years old came to me and asked for my signature(签名).
“I haven’t brought my pen. Is the pencil okay?” I asked. In fact I knew they wouldn’t refuse. I just wanted to show a well-known writer’s good manners to the common readers.
“Certainly,” the young girls readily agreed. I could see they were very excited. Of course, their excitement also made me more pleased with myself. One of the girls handed her notebook to me. I took out my pencil, wrote a few words of encouragement, and signed my name. The girl read my signature, frowned(皱眉), looked at me carefully and asked, “Aren’t you Robert Charboss?”
“NO,”I told her proudly, “I’m the author of Alice Adams, the winner of two Pulitzer Prizes.”
The young girl turned to another one, and said, “Mary, lend your eraser to me.”
At the moment, all my pride turned into a bubble (泡沫) immediately. Since then, I always warn(告诫)myself：Don’t think too highly of yourself even though you are so outstanding（杰出的）.
【小题1】The writer went to the exhibition because he      .