问答题Practice 3　　Caesar was right. Thin people need watching. I’ve been watching them for most of my adult life, and I don’t like what I see. When these narrow fellows spring at me, I quiver to my toes. Thin people come in all personalities, most of them me

A

It was the first snow of winter – an exciting day for every child but not for most teachers. Up until now, I had been old enough to dress myself, but today I would need some help. Miss Finlayson, my kindergarten teacher, had been through first snow days many times, but I think she may still remember this one.

I managed to get into my wool snow trousers. But I struggled with my jacket because it didn’t fit well. It was a hand-me-down from my brother, and it made me wonder why I had to wear his ugly clothes. At least my hat and scarf were mine, and they were quite pretty. Finally it was time to have Miss Finlayson help me with my boots（靴子）.

In her calm, motherly voice she said, “By the end of winter, you will all be able to put on your own boots.” I didn’t realize at the time that this was more a statement of hope than of confidence（信心）.

I handed her my boots and stuck out my foot. Like most children, I expected grown-ups to do all the work. After much pushing, she managed to get the first one into place and then, with a sigh, worked the second one on too.

I announced, “They’re on the wrong feet.”

She struggled to get the boots off and went through the joyless task of putting them on again.

“They’re my brother’s boots, you know,” I said. “I hate them!”

Somehow, from long years of practice, she managed to act as though I wasn’t an annoying（烦人的）little girl, She pushed and pushed, less gently this time. With a greater sigh, seeing the end of her struggle with me, she asked, “Now, where are your mittens（连指手套）?”

I looked into her eyes and said, “I didn’t want to lose them, so I hid them in the toes of my boots.”

41．The little girl was more satisfied with her__________-.

A．trousersB．jacket C．boots D．hat

“Mom, can I have some money?" those are the words my mother used to hear all the time.In return, I heard, "Why don' t you get a job? Not to make me happy, but so that you h ve you own money and gain a bit more responsibility.So last year I a Job working about 25 hours a week.For 35 an hour, working as a salesman in a photo studio.

After I got this job, I had to do football, homework and job (1)It was really hard for me.I was burning out, falling asleep at school and failing in many courses.My teachers were made(2)me and ye led at me: why have a job? I missed a lot of practice in football team and could only (3)back down at the match.My coach was cold at me with an unmasked question: why have a job? I told them it was for the things I need, when actually it was for the things I wanted.Needing and wanting are different.Needing something is like your only shoes have holes in them.But wanting is to have every new brand sneaker just because you like it.I start to think about if I did a wrong thing.Slowly, I learnt to (4) wise decision (5)about what I need and what I want.(完型填空)

A.On

B.Manage

C.Sit

D.At

E.At the same time

B

It was the first mow of winter -- an exciting day for every, child but not for most tether. Up until now, l had been able to dress myself for recess（课间休息）, but today I would need some help. Miss Finlayson, my kindergarten teacher at Princess Elizabeth School near Hamilton, Ontario, had been through first snow days ,many times in her long career, but I think struggled still remember this one.

I managed to get into my wool snow pants. But I straggled with my jacket because it didn’t fit well. It was a hand-me-down from my brother, and it made me wonder why I had to wear his ugly clothes. At least my hat and matching scarf were mine, and they were quite pretty. Finally it was time to have Miss Finlayson help me with my boots. In her calm, motherly voice she said, “By the end of winter, you will be able to put on own boots. ” I didn’t realize at the time that this was more a statement of hope than of confidence.

I handed her my boots and stuck out my foot. Like most children, I expected the adult to do an the work. After mush wiggling and pushing, she managed to get first one into place and then, with a sigh, worked the second one on too.

I announced，“They’re on the wrong feet. ”With the grace that only experience can bring，she struggled to get the boots off and went through the joyless task of putting them on again. Then I said，“These aren’t my boots. you know. ”As she pulled the offending boots from my feet，she still managed to look both helpful and interested. Once they were off. I said，“They are my brother’s boots. My mother makes me wear them，and I hate them!” Somehow，from long years of practice，she managed to act as though I wasn’t an annoying little girl. She pushed and shoved. less gently this time，and the boots were returned to their proper place on my feet. With a great sigh of relief，seeing the end of her struggle with me，she asked，“Now，where are your gloves?’’

I looked into her eyes and said. “I didn’t want to lose them. so I put them into the toes of my boots. ”

60. According to the passage，the little girl got from her brother.

A. the wool snow pants and the jacket B. the jacket and the boots

C. the jacket and the hat D. the boots and the gloves

B

I am a writer. I spend a great deal of my time thinking about the power of language—the way it can evoke(唤起) an emotion, a visual image, a complex idea, or a simple truth. Language is the tool of my trade. And I use them all—all the Englishes I grew up with.

Born into a Chinese family that had recently arrived in California, I’ve been giving more thought to the kind of English my mother speaks. Like others, I have described it to people as “broken” English. But feel embarrassed to say that. It has always bothered me that I can think of no way to describe it other than “broken”, as if it were damaged and needed to be fixed, as if it lacked a certain wholeness. I’ve heard other terms used, “limited English,” for example. But they seem just as bad, as if everything is limited, including people’s perceptions(认识)of the limited English speaker.

I know this for a fact, because when I was growing up, my mother’s “limited” English limited my perception of her. I was ashamed of her English. I believed that her English reflected the quality of what she had to say. That is, because she expressed them imperfectly her thoughts were imperfect. And I had plenty of evidence to support me: the fact that people in department stores, at banks, and at restaurants did not take her seriously, did not give her good service, pretended not to understand her, or even acted as if they did not hear her.

I started writing fiction in 1985. And for reasons I won’t get into today, I began to write stories using all the Englishes I grew up with: the English she used with me, which for lack of a better term might be described as “broken”, and what I imagine to be her translation of her Chinese, her internal(内在的) language, and for that I sought to preserve the essence, but neither an English nor a Chinese structure: I wanted to catch what language ability tests can never show; her intention, her feelings, the rhythms of her speech and the nature of her thoughts.

41. By saying “Language is the tool of my trade”, the author means that ______.

A. she uses English in foreign trade

B. she is fascinated by languages

C. she works as a translator

D. she is a writer by profession

A

My name is Philip．Now I live in Beijing．On Sundays my father often takes me to movies． My favourite movies are action movies． My father likes them， too． Many young people like this kind of movies， because they are exciting． My good friend， Jim likes thrillers best． I don-t like thrillers． I think they are scary and boring． Jim likes Beijing Opera， too． And he wants to be a Beijing Opera artist．

( )21． When does Philip often go to movies with his father?

A． Sundays

B． Birthday

C． Festival

D． Mondays

A、turn out

B、turn down

C、turn up

D、turn in

I will never forget the year I was about twelve years old. My mother told us that we would not be _21_ Christmas gifts because there was not enough money. I felt sad and thought, “What would I say when the other kids asked what I’d 22 ?” Just when I started to 23 that there would not be a Christmas that year, three women 24 at our house with gifts for all of us. For me they brought a doll. I felt such a sense of 25 that I would no longer have to be embarrassed when I returned to school. I wasn’t 26 . Somebody had thought 27 of me to bring me a gift.

Years later, when I stood in the kitchen of my new house, thinking how I wanted to make my 28 Christmas there special and memorable, I 29 remembered the women’s visit. I decided that I wanted to create that same feeling of 30 for as many children as I could possibly reach.

So I 31 a plan and gathered forty people from my company to help. We gathered about 125 orphans (孤儿) at the Christmas party. For every child, we wrapped colorful packages filled with toys, clothes, and school supplies, 32 with a child’s name. We wanted all of them to know they were 33 . Before I called out their names and handed them their gifts, I 34 them that they couldn’t open their presents 35 every child had come forward. Finally the 36 they had been waiting for came as I called out, “One, two, three. Open your presents!” As the children opened their packages, their faces beamed and their bright smiles 37 up the room. The 38 in the room was obvious, and 39 wasn’t just about toys. It was a feeling –the feeling I knew 40 that Christmas so long ago when the women came to visit. I wasn’t forgotten. Somebody thought of me. I matter.

21. A. sending B. receiving C. making D. exchanging

E)根据下列短文内容，在短文后的空格处填上一个恰当的词，使短文完整、通顺。（10分）

About three years ago，l felt very lonely．I didn’t like my classmates，my parents or an-Yon e else． My classmates didn’t want to talk (26) me and my parents were always saying that other kids were better than me．I thought l was the (27) unlucky person in the world．

One day l had a big fight with one of my classmates．I was so angry (28) I hit him in the face．Just at that moment，a boy stood up and (29) the fight He was the monitor of our class．

After that，he often helped me and we became good (30 ) ．Whenever I got angry or sad，he would help (31) to cool down． My life began to change because of the boy，my best friend． We spent a lot of interesting days together． As (32) goes by，l have become happier with people and things． And it (33) that people around me have changed，too． My parents don't shout at me (34) more and my classmates become friendly to me．

But now l can't often see my best friend because he is seriously (35) and is staying in hospital． How I miss the days when we were together !I hope he will be all right and come back to school soon．

26．________