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I’ve loved my mother’s desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat doing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the most wonderful thing in the world.
Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother. “But the desk,” she’d said again, “it’s for Elizabeth.”
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in action. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter
They never happened. And a gulf opened between us. I was “too emotional(易动感情的)”. But she lived “on the surface”.
As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she did forgive me.
I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came.
My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace—it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn’t be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and I could stop trying to make her into someone she was not.
Now the present of her desk told, as she’d never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--- a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded(折叠) and refolded many times.
Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words.
1.The writer began to love her mother’s desk____________.
A. after Mother died.
B. before she became a writer.
C. when she was a child
D. when Mother gave it to her
2. The passage shows that _____________.
A. mother was cold on the surface but kind in her heart to her daughter
B. mother was too serious about everything her daughter had done
C. mother cared much about her daughter in words
D. mother wrote to her daughter in careful words
3.The word “gulf” in the passage means ____________.
A. deep understanding between the old and the young
B. different ideas between the mother and the daughter
C. free talks between mother daughter
D. part of the sea going far in land
4.What did mother do with her daughter’s letter?
A. She had never received the letter.
B. For years, she often talked about the letter.
C. She didn’t forgive her daughter at all in all her life.
D. She read the letter again and again till she died.
5.What is the best title of the passage?
A. My Letter to Mother B. Mother and Children
C. My Mother’s Desk D. Talks between Mother and Me
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letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing
must be a most be a most wonderful thing in the world.
Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk,"
she said again "is for Elizabeth."
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it action. But as a young
girl. I wanted to have heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter.
They never happened. And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional (易动感的)". But she lived "on
the surface (表面)".
As years passed and I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I
wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she did forgive me.
My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace-it seemed that nothing happened.
I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and I could stop
trying to make her into someone she was not.
But the present of her desk told me, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was
my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside-a photo of my father and a
one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. It was my letter.
"In any way you choose, mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words."
B. before she became a writer
C. when she was a child
D. when mother gave it to her
B. Mother wrote to her daughter in careful words
C. Mother wrote to her daughter in careful words
B. free talks between mother and daughter
C. part of the sea going far in land
B. For years, she often talked about the letter.
C. She didn't forgive her daughter at all in all her life.
D. She read the letter again and again till she died.
B. Mother and Children
C. My Mother's Desk
D. Talks between Mother and me
letters.Standing by the chair, looking at the ink, bottle, pen and white paper, I decided that the act of writing
must be the wonderful thing in the world.
Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother, "But the desk,"
she said again, "is for Elizabeth." I never saw her anger, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me: she showed
it in action. But I still remember when I was a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and
daughter.They never happened. I was "too emotional", but Mother only lived "on the surface". And a gulf
appeared between us. I couldn't understand her.
As years passed, I had my own family. I got to know her love, and I wrote to her in careful words and
asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she did forgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her
answer. None came. I became disappointed. I Couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to mother. It
seemed nothing had happened.
Now the present of her desk told me why she had never been able to answer me.I cleaned the desk
carefully and found some papers inside-a photo 0f my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many
times. It was just my letter!
Mother, you always chose the act that speaks other than words.
B.after she became a writer
C.when she was a child
D.when mother gave it to her
B.Mother was very angry with her daughter in words
C.Mother cared much about her daughter in words
D.Mother wrote to her daughter in careful words
B.鸿沟
C.建议
B.For years, she often talked about the letter.
C.She didn't forgive her daughter at all in her 1ife.
D.She read the letter again and again till she died.
B.Mother and Daugher
C.Daughter's life
D.Mother's life
I’ve loved my mother’s desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat doing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the most wonderful thin
g in the world.
Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different th
ings for my sister and brother. “But the
desk,” she’d said again, “it’s for Elizabeth.”
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in action. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter
They never happened. And a gulf opened between us. I was “too emotional(易动感情的)”. But she lived “on the surface”.
As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she did forgive me.
I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came.
My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest and, finally, peace—it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn’t be sure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and I could stop trying to make her into someone she was not.
Now the present of her desk told, as she’d never been able to, that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--- a photo of my father and a one-page letter, folded(折叠) and refolded many times.
Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words.
52. The writer began to love her mother’s desk____________.
A. after Mother died.
B. before she became a writer.
C. when she was a child
D. when Mother gave it to her
53. The passage shows that _____________.
A. mother was cold on the surface but kind in her heart to her daughter
B. mother was too serious about everything her daughter had done
C. mother cared much about her daughter in words
D. mother wrote to her daughter in careful words
54. The word “gulf” in the passage means ____________.
A. deep understanding between the old and the young
B. different ideas between the mother and the daughter
C. free talks between mother daughter
D. part of the sea going far in land
55. What did mother do with her daughter’s letter?
A. She had never received the letter.
B. For years, she oft
en talked about the letter.
C. She didn’t forgive her daughter at all in all her life.
D. She read the letter again and again till she died.
56. What is the best title of the passage?
A. My Letter to Mothe
r B
. Mother and Children
C. My Mother’s Desk D. Talks between Mother and Me
doing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the
act of writing must be the most wonderful thing in the world.
Years later, during her final illness, Mother kept different things for my sister and brother. "But the
desk," she'd said again, "is for Elizabeth. "
I never saw her anger, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in action. But as a
young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter.
They never happened. And a gulf opened between us. I was too "emotional (另动感情的) ". But
she lived "on the surface".
As years passed, I had my own family, I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I
wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she did forgive
(原谅) me.
I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came.
My hope turned to disappointment, then little interest, finally, peace. It seemed that nothing happened.
I couldn't be sure that the letter had even got to Mother. I only knew I had written it, and I could stop
trying to make her into someone she was not.
Now the present of her desk told me, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased that writing
was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside-a photo of my father
and a one-page letter, folded (折叠) and refolded many times.
Give me the answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that
speaks louder than words.
B. before she became a writer
C. when she was a child
D. when Mother gave it to her
B. Mother was too serious about everything her daughter had done
C. Mother cared much about her daughter in words
D. Mother wrote to her daughter in careful words
B. different ideas between the mother and the daughter
C. free talks between mother and daughter
D. part of the sea going far in land
B. For years, she often talked about the letter.
C. She didn't forgive her daughter at all in all her life.
D. She read the letter again and again till she died.
B. Mother and Children
C. My Mother's Desk
D. Talks Between Mother and Me