twenty years before.
While on a walking tour with his wife, he stopped to talk to a workman. After they had gone on, Mrs
Bussman commented on the workman"s close resemblance to her husband and even suggested that he
might be his brother. Franz poured scorn on the idea, pointing out that his brother had been killed in action
during the war. Though Mrs. Bussman was fully acquainted with this story, she thought that there was a
chance in a million that she might be right.
A few days later, she sent a boy to the workman to ask him if his name was Hans Bussman, Needless
to say, the man"s name was Hans Bussman and he really was Franz"s long-lost brother. When the brothers
were re-united, Hans explained how it was that he was still alive.
After having been wounded towards the end of the war, he had been sent to hospital and was separated
from his unit. The hospital had been bombed and Hans had made his way back into Western Germany on
foot. Meanwhile, his unit was lost and all records of him had been destroyed. Hans returned to his family
home, but the house had been bombed and no one in the neighborhood knew what had become of the
inhabitants. Assuming that his family had been killed during an air-raid (空袭), Hans settled down in a Village
fifty miles away where he had remained ever since.
B. A Chance in a Million
C. Coming Back to Life
D. Back after the War
B. Because Franz believed that many people looked closely like his brother.
C. Because Franz thought that his wife was just joking.
D. Because Franz believed there was a chance in a million that the workman was his brother.
a. He walked back to Western Germany.
b. He was wounded when the war was coming to the end.
c. The hospital was destroyed by bombs.
d. He came back to his family house.
e. He was sent to hospital. f. His unit of German didn"t exist any longer.
B. b,e,c,a,f,d
C. b,e,a,c,d,f
D.b,c,f,d,a,e
and you put things in their bags for them. And carried things to their cars. It was hard work.
While working, you wear a plate with your name on it. I once met someone I knew years ago. I
remembered his name and said, "Mr. Castle, how are you?" We talked about this and that. As he left, he said,
"It was nice talking to you, Brett." I felt great, he remembered me. Then I looked down at my name plate.
Oh no. He didn"t remember me at all, he just read the name plate. I wish I had put "Irving" down on my name
plate. If he"d have said, "Oh yes, Irving, how could I forget you?" I"d have been ready for him. There"s nothing
personal here.
The manager and everyone else who were a step above the box boys often shouted orders. One of these
was:you couldn"t accept tips (小费). Okay, I"m outside and I put the bags in the car. For a lot of people, the
natural reaction (反应) is to take a quarter and give it me. I"d say, "I"m sorry, I can"t." They"d get angry. When
you give someone a tip, you"re sort of being polite. You take a quarter and you put it in their hand and you
expect them to say, "Oh, thanks a lot." When you say, "I"m sorry, I can"t." they feel a little put down. They say,
"No one will know." And they put it in your pocket. You say, "I really can"t." It gets to a point where you almost
have to hurt a person physically (身体上) to prevent him from tipping you. It was not in agreement with the
store"s belief in being friendly. Accepting tips was a friendly thing and made the customer feel good. I just could
n"t understand the strangeness of some people"s ideas. One lady actually put it in my pocket, got in the car, and
drove away. I would have had to throw the quarter at her or eaten it or something.
I had decided that one year was enough. Some people needed the job to stay alive and fed. I guess I had the
means and could afford to hate it and give it up.
B. Getting along with Customers
C. Why I Gave up My Job
D. The Art of Taking Tips
B. with a name plate, people can easily start talking
C. Mr. Castle mistook Irving for Brett
D. Irving was the writer"s real name
B. some customers had strange ideas about tipping
C. the store didn"t allow the box boys to take tips
D. he didn"t want to fight with the customers
B. defeated
C. hateful
D. hurt
It was on a winter morning, near Oxford, Maryland, that I set the breakfast table beside the huge window,
which 1 the Tred Avon River. The snow decorated the shore in white. For a moment I stood quietly against
the bookcase, appreciating what the night"s snow had 2 .
3 I leaned forward and peered (盯着看) close to the frosted window. "It really is!" I cried out loud.
"There is a goose out there!" I 4 to the bookcase and pulled out a pair of binoculars (望远镜). Into their
sights came the 5 of a large Canada goose, very still, its wings folded tight to its sides, it s 6 frozen to
the ice.
Then from the dark sides, I saw a line of swans.They crossed 7 the west of the broad river, moving
8 to the east.
As I 9 , the leader swung to the right, and then the white 10 of birds become a white circle. It floated
from the top of the sky downward. At last, as easy as feathers coming to earth, the circle 11 the ice.The
swans
12 the frozen goose! Amazingly, those bills (啄) began to work on 13 . The long necks were lifted and
curved down, 14 . It went on for a long time.At last, the goose was free and 15 its big webbed (有蹼的)
feet slowly. The goose 16 its wings as far as they would go. The swans took off and 17 their eastward
journey, in perfect formation, to their secret destination. 18 them, rising with incredible speed and joy, the
goose moved into the sky.
I watched them 19 they disappeared over the tips of the farthest trees. Only then did I realize that tears
were running down my cheeks.
This is a true story.I do not try to interpret it here.I just often 20 it in the bad moments, and tell myself,
"If so for birds, why not for man?"
( )1. A. undertook ( )2. A. destroyed ( )3. A. Finally ( )4. A. rushed ( )5. A. figure ( )6. A. head ( )7. A. along ( )8. A. steadily ( )9. A. watched ( )10. A. block ( )11. A. skated on ( )12. A. threatened ( )13. A. the ice ( )14. A. one after another ( )15. A. washing ( )16. A. enlarged ( )17. A. started ( )18. A. Behind ( )19. A. after ( )20. A. write about | B. overlooked B. covered B. Unwillingly B. returned B. shadow B. body B. from B. smoothly B. expected B. mass B. landed on B. attacked B. their feather B. side by side B. protecting B. spread B. carried on B. In front of B. although B. keep | C. overshadowed C. painted C. Disappointedly C. advanced C. cry C. feet C. around C. in the snow C. predicted C. dot C. fell down to C. surrounded C. the river C. now and then C. moving C. lifted C. repeated C. Along with C. unless C. think of | D. evaluated D. hidden D. Suddenly D. reached D. baby D. beak D. in D. closely D. feared D. st ring D. broke into D. killed D. the shore D. again and again D. warming D. threw D. stopped D. Including D. until D. retell | ||||
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What happens to a teenage kid when the world he thought he knew suddenly changes? Find out in Little Brother by American author Cory Doctorow. It is a fascinating book for a new generation of sci-fi readers. Marcus Yallow, 17, from San Francisco is much more comfortable in front of a computer than obeying the rules of society. Smart, fast and wise to the ways of the networked world, he has no trouble outwitting (骗过) his high school"s monitoring system. This way he and his friends get to head off to play a popular online game in real life. While they are playing, a bomb explodes on the Bay Bridge. Marcus stops a military vehicle to get help for his injured friend, but this simple act throws him into a Department of Homeland Security (DHS) secret prison. There he is treated as a possible terrorist. He is eventually let go after four days, but his injured friend disappears. When he returns, Marcus discovers that there are many "security measures" in place and that now all citizens are treated like potential terrorists. While some consider this government action necessary for public safety, Marcus sees this as a complete destruction of the rights he is supposed to have as a citizen. He knows that no one will believe his story, which leaves him with only one thing to do: to take down the DHS himself. He helps organize a large network called Xnet to spread the truth, anonymously (匿名地). The book presents a young man who is irresponsible, but learns about himself, and grows, in the course of the story. As part of this learning and growing he becomes aware of very serious issues about his society. | |||||||
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A. A fascinating story. B. A book review. C. News report D. A TV programme | |||||||
2. The underlined word destruction in the passage means _____. | |||||||
A. damage B. reward C. ruin D. protection | |||||||
3. Marcus Yallow was sent to prison because _____. | |||||||
A. he killed his friend B. he bombed a military vehicle C. he did something that a possible terrorist could do D. his injured friend disappeared | |||||||
4. From the second paragraph we can infer that _____. | |||||||
A. Marcus Yallow is much more comfortable obeying the rules of society B. Marcus Yallow is smart, fast and wise in real life C. Marcus Yallow always plays online games in real life D. Marcus Yallow is expert at the network world | |||||||
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Many adults see teens as energetic. Many of us see ourselves as proud. This thinking 1 many adults and us to have the idea that if we can"t handle school or 2 life well, we are just not trying hard. But in my opinion that may not be 3 . Earlier this school year, I was leaving my class one Friday 4 suddenly it 5 like I had pulled a muscle in my back. I knew I was ill. After a few days I stopped eating. This meant I lost 6 ; the clothes that I bought two weeks earlier began 7 loose. This time my parents got scared. 8 , I started sleeping less. My eyelids (眼皮) were constantly 9 . I refused to 45 that I was ill. I kept my job working 10 hours a week in a shop; I didn"t 11 any classes. When I was hurting, I didn"t mind and kept on going. 12 it kills you, it makes you stronger, right? But now I find myself thinking. Is it 13 it? I"m taking the classes and working for the newspaper because it does good 14 college applications. And I"m working 25 hours a week so that, once I get into my dream school, I can 15 it. Here I am, already sick from the 16 of work I"m doing in and out of school. So, what good is a(n) 17 application if I"m badly ill? What is the 18 of doing this work if I can"t enjoy the results? In fact, by writing my 19 I"m telling all the people who 20 much about the future to worry about it now. | |||||||
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