单选题She was very concerned（）her mother's illness.A aboutB forC withD on

I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more 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 Elizaheth."
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. 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". 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 ebose 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 l 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 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.
What did mother do with her daughter's letter asking forgiveness?

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.

I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more 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 Elizaheth."
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. 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". 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 ebose 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 l 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 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.
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

I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more 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 Elizaheth."
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. 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". 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 ebose 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 l 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 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.
What's the best title of the passage?

A.My Letter to Mother
B.Mother and Children
C.Mv Mother's Desk
D.Talks hetween Mother and Me

I have little information as regards her fitness for the post.

A: about
B: at
C: with
D: from

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第二篇

Going Her Own Way

When she was twelve,Maria made her first important decision about the course of her life.She decided
that she wanted to continue her education.Most girls from middle-class families chose to stay at home after
primary school,though some attended private Catholic"finishing"schools.There they learned a little about
music,art,needlework,and how to make polite conversation. This was not the sort of education that interested
Maria-or her mother. By this time,she had begun to take her studies more seriously.She read constantly
and brought her books everywhere.One time she even brought her math book to the theater and tried to study
in the dark.
Maria knew that she wanted to go on learning in a serious way.That meant attending the public high
school,something that very few girls did.In Italy at the time,there were two types of high schools:the
"classical"schools and the"technical"schools. In the classical schools,the students followed a very tradi-
tional program of studies,with courses in Latin and Greek language and literature,and Italian literature and
history. The few girls who continued studying after primary school usually chose these schools.
Maria,however,wanted to attend a technical school.The technical schools were more modern than the
classical schools and they offered courses in modern languages,mathematics,science,and accounting. Most
people一including Maria's father一believed that girls would never be able to understand these subjects.
Furthermore,they did not think it was proper for girls to study them.
Maria did not care if it was proper or not.Math and science were the subjects that interested her most.
But before she could sign up for the technical school,she had to win her father's approval. She finally did,
with her mother's help,though for many years after,there was tension in the family. Maria's father continued to
oppose her plans,while her mother helped her.
In 1883,at age thirteen,Maria entered the"Regia Scuola Tecnica Michelangelo Buonarroti"in Rome.
Her experience at this school is difficult for us to imagine.Though the courses included modern subjects,the
teaching methods were very traditional. Learning consisted of memorizing long lists of facts and repeating
them back to the teacher. Students were not supposed to ask questions or think for themselves in any way.
Teachers were very demanding;discipline in the classroom was strict;punishment was severe for those who
failed to achieve or were disobedient.

Maria's father probably__________.
A:had very modern views about women
B:had traditional views about women
C:had no opinion about women
D:thought women could not learn Latin

This skirt was made ______ your mother ______ her own measure.

A. for; to
B. for; for
C. to; to
D. for; by

I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mother sat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the more 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 Elizaheth."
I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in acdou. 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". 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 ebose 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 l 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 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.
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

What did mother do with her daughter's letter asking forgiveness?__________

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.

The little girlgrasped her mother's hand as she crossed the street.

A: understood
B: had a hold over
C: took hold of
D: left hold of

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第二篇

Going Her Own Way

When she was twelve,Maria made her first important decision about the course of her life.She decided
that she wanted to continue her education.Most girls from middle-class families chose to stay at home after
primary school,though some attended private Catholic"finishing"schools.There they learned a little about
music,art,needlework,and how to make polite conversation. This was not the sort of education that interested
Maria-or her mother. By this time,she had begun to take her studies more seriously.She read constantly
and brought her books everywhere.One time she even brought her math book to the theater and tried to study
in the dark.
Maria knew that she wanted to go on learning in a serious way.That meant attending the public high
school,something that very few girls did.In Italy at the time,there were two types of high schools:the
"classical"schools and the"technical"schools. In the classical schools,the students followed a very tradi-
tional program of studies,with courses in Latin and Greek language and literature,and Italian literature and
history. The few girls who continued studying after primary school usually chose these schools.
Maria,however,wanted to attend a technical school.The technical schools were more modern than the
classical schools and they offered courses in modern languages,mathematics,science,and accounting. Most
people一including Maria's father一believed that girls would never be able to understand these subjects.
Furthermore,they did not think it was proper for girls to study them.
Maria did not care if it was proper or not.Math and science were the subjects that interested her most.
But before she could sign up for the technical school,she had to win her father's approval. She finally did,
with her mother's help,though for many years after,there was tension in the family. Maria's father continued to
oppose her plans,while her mother helped her.
In 1883,at age thirteen,Maria entered the"Regia Scuola Tecnica Michelangelo Buonarroti"in Rome.
Her experience at this school is difficult for us to imagine.Though the courses included modern subjects,the
teaching methods were very traditional. Learning consisted of memorizing long lists of facts and repeating
them back to the teacher. Students were not supposed to ask questions or think for themselves in any way.
Teachers were very demanding;discipline in the classroom was strict;punishment was severe for those who
failed to achieve or were disobedient.

High school teachers in Italy in those days were very_________.
A:modern
B:intelligent
C:scientific
D:strict