阅读下面短文，从短文后各题的A、B、C、D四个选项中，选出适合填入
对应空白处的最佳选项, 并在答题卡上将该选项涂黑。
My job was to make classroom observations and encourage a training program that would enable students to feel good about themselves and take charge of their lives. Donna was one of the volunteer teachers who participated in this .
One day, I entered Donna’s classroom, took a seat in the back of the room and . All the students were working a task. The student next to me was filling her page with “I Can’ts.” “I can’t kick the soccer ball.” “I can’t get Debbie to like me.” Her page was half full and she showed no of stopping. I walked down the row and found was writing sentences, describing things they couldn’t do.
By this time the activity aroused my , so I decided to check with the teacher to see what was going on I noticed she too was busy writing. “I can’t get John’s mother to come for a parents’ meeting.” I felt it best not to .
After another ten minutes, the students were to fold the papers in half and bring them to the front. They placed their “I Can’t” statements into an empty shoebox. Then Donna hers. She put the lid on the box, tucked it under her arm and headed out the door. Students followed the teacher. I followed the students. Halfway down the hallway Donna got a shovel from the tool house, and then marched the students to the farthest corner of the playground. There they began to . The box of “I Can’ts” was placed at the of the hole and then quickly covered with dirt. At this point Donna announced, “Boys and girls, please join hands and your heads.” They quickly formed a circle around the grave.
Donna delivered the eulogy (悼词). “Friends, we gathered here today to the memory of ‘I Can’t.’ He is by his brothers and sisters ‘I Can’ and ‘I Will’. May ‘I Can’t’ rest in . Amen!”
She turned the students and marched them back into the classroom. They celebrated the of “I Can’t”. Donna cut a large tombstone from paper. She wrote the words “I Can’t” at the top and the date at the bottom, then hung it in the classroom. On those rare occasions when a student and said, “I Can’t,” Donna pointed to the paper tombstone. The student then remembered that “I Can’t” was dead and chose other statement.
A．job B．project C．observation D．course
A．checked B．noticed C．watched D．waited
A．on B．with C．as D．for
A．scenes B．senses C．marks D．signs
A．nobody B．somebody C．everyone D．anyone
A．curiosity B．suspect C．sympathy D．worry
A．and B．or C．but D．so
A．insert B．interrupt C．talk D．request
A．taught B．shown C．forced D．instructed
A．added B．wrote C．made D．folded
A．cry B．pray C．dig D．play
A．back B．bottom C．top D．edge
A．drop B．raise C．fall D．lift
A．keep B．thank C．forgive D．honor
A．remembered B．punished C．removed D．replaced
A．silence B．heart C．peace D．memory
A．down B．up C．off D．around
A．birth B．passing C．loss D．starting
A．awoke B．reminded C．forgot D．apologized
A．simply B．hardly C．seriously D．angrily
阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C和D）中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
The phone call came one cool winter day. I was that my father was seriously ill.
It had been long since I’d seen my father. Ever since his from my mom, my father had lived alone in a small trailer(房车) in California, 500 miles away from me. The real between us seemed so much greater. I was in no hurry to that, but somehow I heard myself to the owner of the trailer to be there the next day.
The whole drive down, flashed through my mind. I remembered my father, the proud Marine. He made sure the first song I was the Marine Hymn(《美国海军陆战队队歌》). He tore off the Christmas all the decorations the rest of us had and rehung them so there was the same space between them. But we didn’t need to those military orders, as we were not soldiers. I remembered the battles he had with my mother. I remembered hoping to hear my father say . once, “I love you, Patty,” only to have him at me, “You can’t do anything right!”
And now here I was standing outside his trailer, trying to my courage to face him one more time. I knocked on the door, my hand and my whole body . NO answer. Slowly I opened the door. I took a few inside and stopped, too shocked to believe my eyes.
My father was sitting on his sofa, looking confused and crying. This wasn’t the man I hand known growing up. He seemed broken.
A sense of overtook me, and I knew what I had to do. He would be my father forever. Without , I went back inside and packed up all of my father’s things. I would take him to my home-our home.
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When I was twelve years old, my father took me to see Zig Zigler. I remember sitting in that dark hall listening to Mr. Zigler everyone’s spirits up to the ceiling, I there feeling like I could do anything. When we got to the car, I turned to my father and said, “Dad, I want to people feel like that.” My father asked me I meant. “I want to be a motivational speaker just like Mr. Zigler,” I replied. A（An） was born.
Recently, I began seeking my dream of motivating others. a four-year relationship with Fortune 100 Company as a sales-trainer and ending as a regional sales manager, I left the company at the height of my . Many people were that I would leave after earning a six-figure income. And they asked I would risk everything for a dream.
I made my to start my own company and leave my secure position after a regional sales meeting. The vice-president of our company delivered a that changed my life. He asked us, “If a god would offer you three wishes, what would they be?” After giving us a to write down the three wishes, he then asked us, “Why do you need a ?” I would never forget the power I felt at that moment. I realized that I had accomplished in the past had prepared me for this moment. I was ready and didn’t need a god’s help to become a motivational speaker. A motivational speaker was .
Having made that decision, I was immediately . One week after I gave notice, my husband was laid off from his job, and now we had no . But I held fast to my dream. The wonder really began to happen. In a short time my husband found a better job. And I was able to book several engagements with new customers. I discovered the incredible power of dreams.
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阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项（A、B、C、D）中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项，并在答题卡上将该项涂黑。
Personally I think trains are exciting and romantic. I must that trains are not important means of transportation in the US, but I do have some with them.
When I was a child, growing up in a small town with very little , we used to go to the station to watch the passenger trains coming in. There was something about the steaming, roaring string of cars coming into view around the mountains, slowly growing larger and and finally crowds of strangers onto the platform.
I took my train trip when I was ten years old. I went with my elder sister to visit our cousins six hundred miles away. The train—so loud and violent on the outside—was and rocking inside. We were very excited, and as that was also our first time away from our parents, we felt somewhat frightened too. However, because I had so much, I was a little disappointed when I was finally one of the passengers I had for so long.
As a college student, I ride overnight train to my roommate’s hometown. We could never afford a , so we played cards, sang, ate, read and talked we finally fell uncomfortably asleep in the straight-backed seats.
My idea that trains are may come from the fact that my husband and I took the train on our honeymoon, spending extra money to eat in the dining car, and the window as the desert scenery slid past.
Now, when I make a trip, I always fly or drive, and are not a very important part of my life. , every time I hear the train whistle faraway on a quiet night, I can always feel the in my heart to pack my bags and jump on board, entering a world of motions, sounds, sights, and experience which just aren’t in the dull environment of an airplane.
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完形填空
It wasn’t yet 8:30 am. However, instead of entering my office, I was leaving it. Carrying a plastic shopping bag of my personal things, I moved in a(n) way to my car, and drove home crying. I had just been .
For following weeks, I was troubled by the of that sudden lay-off: What about the people who would be by my abandoned projects? Would I have a chance to get another job? with anxiety, shame and sudden outbursts of tears, I felt completely . “What should I do next?” I asked myself.
One day, over dinner with my good friend Sophia in a restaurant, I told her about my , “Being fired came as a . I am not a bad person. I don’t know it happened to me. In fact, I was so hard-working and to my company”. After listening to my words, she me, “Never be so depressed. Being fired isn’t the same thing as being bad. There are lots of that we cannot escape in life, and we have to face them and find solutions. I think you should make some changes to help you this issue. Unemployment just means a new start.” Her words gave me a lot of confidence and strength, which me to take action to change the bad situation. I had a firm belief that everything would hopefully fine.
Then a long journey of applying for new jobs began. In addition, I made a decision — starting to the people who helped me either with the emotional support of my unemployment or in my search for a new job. I would send each of them a thank-you card. Sophia had helped me a lot, and she got my first card.
Expressing gratitude is the best thing that I have done to my negative thoughts and move forward. Fortunately, I have got a(n) job that fits my skills and interests. No matter what happens in the future, I will this wonderful decision and show more people my thanks.
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阅读下面短文，从短文后各题所给的四个选项(A、 B、 C和D)中，选出可以填入空白处的最佳选项。
I was a single parent of four small children, working at a low-paid job. Money was always tight, but we had a over our heads, food on the table, clothes on our backs, and if not a lot, always . Not knowing we were poor, my kids(孩子们) just thought I was . I’ve always been glad about that.
It was Christmas time, and although there wasn’t for a lot of gifts, we planned to celebrate with a family party. But the big for the kids was the fun of Christmas .
They planned weeks ahead of time, asking what they wanted for Christmas. Fortunately, I had saved $120 for to share by all five of us.
The big arrived. I gave each kid a twenty-dollar bill and them to look for gifts of about four dollars each. Then everyone scattered(散开). We had two hours to shop; then we would back at the “Santa’s Workshop”.
Driving home, everyone was in high Christmas spirits, my younger daughter, Ginger, who was unusually . She had only one small, flat bag with a few candies—fifty-cent candies! I was so angry, but I didn’t say anything we got home. I called her into my bedroom and closed the door, to be angry again. This is what she told me:
“I was looking thinking of what to buy, and I to read the little cards on the ‘Giving Trees.’ One was for a little girl, four years old, and all she for Christmas was a doll. So I took the card off the tree and the doll for her. We have so much and she doesn’t have anything.”
I never felt so as I did that day.
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