In the early 1800’s, a boy named John lived in an orphanage (孤儿院) with several other children. Every day was 36 working and Christmas was the one day of the year 37 the children did not work and received a gift — an orange. The children 38 it so much that they kept it for weeks, and even 39 — smelling it, 40 it and loving it. Usually they tried to preserve(保护) it for so 41 that it often went bad before they ate it.
This year John knew he would soon be 42 enough to leave. He would save the orange until his birthday in July. If he preserved it 43 , he might be able to eat it on his birthday.
Christmas day finally came. The children were so 44 as they entered the dining hall. In his excitement, John knocked over something, causing a big 45 . Immediately the master shouted, “John, leave the hall and there will be no orange for you.” John's heart 46 . He turned and ran back to the 47 room so that the children wouldn’t see his tears.
Then he heard the door open and the children entered. Little Elizabeth with a 48 on her face held out her small hands. “Here John,” she said, “this is for you.” As John 49 his head, he saw a big juicy 50 all peeled and quartered … Each child had sacrificed(舍弃) their own orange by 51 a quarter and had created a big, beautiful orange for him.
John never forgot the sharing, love and personal 52 his friends had shown him that Christmas day. 53 that day, after he became rich, every year he 54 send oranges all over the world to children everywhere. His 55 was that no child would ever spend Christmas without a special Christmas fruit!
A．forced B．passed C．taken D．spent
A．as B．when C．while D．which
A．needed B．wanted C．valued D．liked
A．months B．days C．years D．seasons
A．tasting B．watching C．pressing D．touching
A．much B．soon C．long D．far
A．old B．strong C．tall D．experienced
A．seriously B．carefully C．secretly D．softly
A．nervous B．excited C．pleasant D．eager
A．cry B．disappointment C．surprise D．noise
A．jumped B．stopped C．broke D．settled
A．cold B．small C．old D．lonely
A．look B．tears C．comfort D．smile
A．shook B．lifted C．put D．turned
A．gift B．surprise C．orange D．wonder
A．sharing B．breaking C．eating D．taking
A．feelings B．affairs C．relation D．sacrifice
A．In return for B．In case of C．In memory of D．In search of
A．must B．would C．might D．should
A．desire B．idea C．meaning D．thinking
Have you ever come across this thing？When a rather dirty，poorly dressed person kneels at your feet and reaches out his hands to beg for a few coins，do you hurry to go，not knowing what to do，or do you feel sad and hurriedly ____ some money？What should our attitude ____ beggars be？There can be ____ question that the world is full of terribly sad stories. It ____ be terrible to have no idea where our next meal is going to come from. It seems ____ not to give some money to beggars.
___，most of the world's great religions order us to be openhearted and ____ what we have with those unluckier than ourselves. But has the world changed？Maybe what was morally right in the old days，____ one knew exactly who in the village had suffered misfortune and needed help，is no longer the best idea.Quite a few people will not give some money to beggars.Let us look at their ____.
Firstly，some believe that many city beggars dress themselves up ___ to look pitiable but actually make a good ____.Giving something to beggars only encourages this sort of evil(恶行)．____，there is the worry that the money you give will be spent on beers，wines or drugs.Thirdly，there is the opinion ____ there is no real excuse for begging.One might be poor，____ that is no reason for losing one's sense of ____ and selfdependence.
Related to this is the opinion that the problem should be handled by the government ___ ordinary people. Some people think beggars should go to the local government department and ___ help.
It is hard to come to any final conclusion：there are various ___ and we must ____ them differently. A few coins can save a life in some situations，and even if the money is wasted，that does not take away the moral goodness of the ____.
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Some years ago when I was in my first year in college, I heard Salome Bey sing for the first time. The moment was exciting. Salome’s filled the room and brought the theater to life. I was so that I decided to write an article about her.
I Salome Bey, telling her I was from Essence magazine, and that I wanted to meet her to talk about her career. She and told me to come to her studio next Tuesday. When I hung up, I was scared out of my mind. I I was lying. I was not a writer at all and hadn’t even written a grocery list.
I interviewed Salome Bey the next Tuesday. I sat there , taking notes and asking questions that all began with, “Can you tell me…” I soon realized that Salome Bey was one thing, but writing a story for a national magazine was just impossible. The was almost unbearable. I struggled for days with draft after draft. I put my manuscript (手稿) into a large envelope and dropped it into a mailbox.
It didn’t take long. My manuscript . How stupid of me! I thought. How could I in a world of professional writers? Knowing I couldn’t the rejection letter, I threw the unopened envelope into a drawer.
Five years later, I was moving to California. While my apartment, I came across the unopened envelope. This time I opened it and read the editor’s letter in :
Ms Profit,
Your story on Salome Bey is fantastic. Yet we need some materials. Please add those and return the article immediately. We would like to your story soon.
Shocked, it took me a long time to . Fear of rejection cost me dearly. I lost at least five hundred dollars and having my article appear in a major magazine. More importantly, I lost years of writing. Today, I have become a full – time writer. Looking back on this , I learned a very important lesson: You can’t to doubt yourself.
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完型填空(共20题，每题1.5分，满分30分）
As a young girl, I remember a very special doctor named Dr William R. Vincent. When I was eight years old, I was with a serious heart and I needed heart surgery(手术). My mom did not have the to have it done, and the surgery I would not live to be thirteen years old. After several organizations Dr Vincent was to get financial help for me through United Way, a Crippled Children’s Organization.
Dr Vincent was very and caring. I remember when I was in hospital for a(n) before surgery, I was crying hysterically(歇斯底里地). So the medical workers Dr Vincent to calm me down, and he was able to me when no one else could. , the time came for me to have heart surgery; there was a fifty-percent that I would not make it through the surgery. At that time I was only the second or third person to have it. I was really , and again Dr Vincent reassured me he would see that would be all right.
, the surgery was extremely painful but very successful. Dr Vincent came to see me and me a toy animal. I was so surprised to get this from Dr Vincent; I gave him a hug. I had a wonderful doctor who time helping a scared little girl who felt all . This was twenty-eight years ago. So wherever you are, Dr Vincent, I want to thank you for not only my life, but also helping me live a(n) life.
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The story of how I got my job was a funny one.
One day，I was along a street to the interview a yellow car suddenly cut in front of me another car coming in the other ，I had to brake hard and another cyclist. We both fell，but neither of us was hurt. I became angry and cycled as fast as possible to the driver of the yellow car to tell him I considered him. I told him what a bad I thought he was and he was a(n) to other people on the road. His face turned .I warned him not to drive in the future so that everyone else could enjoy a long life.
I was in time for the . Having walked into the room，to my ，I found one of the three interviewers to be the driver of the yellow car. We looked at each other for a while， silent. Then I decided to look the whole matter as a great joke! I laughed and told him that I talked the last time we met and this time it was turn for him to talk a great deal. Lost in thought for a while，he that I was not going to say anything about his bad driving. The interview went . Two days later，I received a letter offering me the job. I was pleased that the manager—the driver of the yellow car，didn’t my rudeness to him.
Through the experience, I find something that seems impossible at first sometimes turns out to be good.
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I was said to be the worst student in my class, and my family thought I was hopeless. I had to grade six. at that time a new teacher, Miss Sadia, came to our school.
One day after class, she that I was staying alone during the lunch break. She came to me and began to talk to me. It was just a conversation. After that day, she gave me particular and it made me feel special(特别). I started to work hard because she gave me the feeling that believed me , and my started to improve(提高) in her subject.
Months later, she moved into a house near my . We would walk home together after school. Her constant (不断的 ) support helped me, in my studies, as I knew she would my grades both in her subject and the other subjects. I finally second in my class.
Then, after grade six, she started to slowly drift away（疏远） still kept a constant(不断的) check on me. By the time I was in grade seven, we spoke, but by then I had become the in my class. When I left my school, I was with her, as she never answered the when I called her.
Then I graduated and went to a good university. One fine day, our paths（路） again. I met her at a wedding. I could not asking her, "Why did you stop talking to me?"
"You are a clever boy. I wanted you to be a tree on your own roots, not depending on (依靠)others. Now here you are and I feel of you. You are your inspiration and do not need to a shoulder," she said. I could not say anything, but I smiled. I’ll always thank her .
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