At the top of a three-storey brick house Sue and Johnsy had their studio. In November a cold, unseen stranger, whom the doctors called Pneumonia(肺炎), touched one here and there with its icy fingers. Johnsy was struck down, and she lay, hardly moving, on her bed looking through the window at the blank side of the next brick house.

One morning the busy doctor invited Sue into the hallway(走廊).

“She has one chance in ten,” he said, “And that chance is for her to want to live. She has made up her mind that she’s not going to get well. I will do all that I can. But whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession(隊(duì)列), I subtract 50 percent from her chance to live.”

After the doctor had gone, Sue went into the workroom and cried. Then she came into Johnsy’s room with her drawing board, whistling.

Johnsy lay hardly moving with her face toward the window. Sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep.

She arranged her board and began a drawing. As Sue was sketching, she heard a low sound. She went quickly to the bedside.

Johnsy’s eyes were open wide. She was looking out the window and counting backward.

“Twelve,” she said, and a little later “eleven”; and then “ten”, and “nine”; and then “eight” and “seven”, almost together.

Sue looked out the window. What was there to count? There was only the blank side of the brick house twenty feet away. An old ivy vine(常春藤) climbed halfway up the brick wall. Its branches clung(緊緊纏著), almost bare, to the bricks.

“What is it, dear?” asked Sue.

“Six,” said Johnsy, in almost a whisper. “They’re falling faster now. Three days ago there were almost a hundred. There goes another one. There are only five left now”.

 “Five what, dear? Tell me.”

 “Leaves. On the ivy vine. When the last one falls, I must go, too. Didn’t the doctor tell you?”

 “Oh, I never heard of such nonsense,” said Sue. “What have old ivy vine leaves to do with your getting well? Why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were ten to one! Try to take some soup now.”

 “There goes another. No, I don’t want any soup. I want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. Then I’ll go , too.”

 “Johnsy, dear,” said Sue, bending over her, “will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until I’m done working? I need the light or I would draw the shade down.”

“Tell me as soon as you have finished,” said Johnsy, closing her eyes, “because I want to see the last one fall. I’m tired of waiting. I want to turn loose my hold on everything and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves.”

1.By saying “Pneumonia touched one here and there” (in the first paragraph), the author means that _________.

A.some people were affected by the illnesses of others

B.pneumonia caused damage to the ivy vine

C.two people became ill

D.many people came down with the illness

2. How did Johnsy feel about the situation during the passage?

A. confident      B. hopeless        C. tired           D. curious

3.We can learn from the passage that _____________.

A.Sue came into the room whistling perhaps because she thought Johnsy might like the music.

B.Johnsy’s life was compared to the carriages in a funeral procession

C.Sue told a lie to Johnsy about the doctor’s words

D.Johnsy wanted to know about the falling ivy leaves to meet her own curiosity

4.The underlined word “subtract” in the third paragraph probably means “________”.

A. reduce      B. hope        C. add          D. doubt

5.The passage is probably taken out of ______________.

A. a newspaper    B. a novel

C. a medical report     D. a girl’s diary

D
The thing is, my luck’s always been ruined. Just look at my name: Jean. Not Jean Marie, or Jeanine, or Jeanette, or even Jeanne. Just Jean. Did you know in France, they name boys Jean? It’s French for John. And okay, I don’t live in France. But still, I’m basically a girl named John. If I lived in France, anyway.
This is the kind of luck I’ve had since before Mom even filled out my birth certificate. So it wasn’t any big surprise to me when the cab driver didn’t help me with my suitcase. I’d already had to tolerate arriving at the airport to find no one there to greet me, and then got no answer to my many phone calls, asking where my aunt and uncle were. Did they not want me after all? Had they changed their minds? Had they heard about my bad luck—all the way from Iowa—and decided they didn’t want any of it to rub off on them?
So when the cab driver, instead of getting out and helping me with my bags, just pushed a little button so that the trunk (汽車后備箱) popped open a few inches, it wasn’t the worst thing that had ever happened to me. It wasn’t even the worst thing that had happened to me that day.
According to my mom, most brownstones in New York City were originally single-family homes when they were built way back in the 1800s. But now they’ve been divided up into apartments, so that there’s one—or sometimes even two or more families—per floor.
Not Mom’s sister Evelyn’s brownstone, though. Aunt Evelyn and Uncle Ted Gardiner own all four floors of their brownstone. That’s practically one floor per person, since Aunt Evelyn and Uncle Ted only have three kids, my cousins Tory, Teddy, and Alice.
Back home, we just have two floors, but there are seven people living on them. And only one bathroom. Not that I’m complaining. Still, ever since my sister Courtney discovered blow-outs, it’s been pretty frightful at home.
But as tall as my aunt and uncle’s house was, it was really narrow—just three windows across. Still, it was a very pretty townhouse, painted gray. The door was a bright, cheerful yellow. There were yellow flower boxes along the base of each window, flower boxes from which bright red—and obviously newly planted, since it was only the middle of April, and not quite warm enough for them.
It was nice to know that, even in a sophisticated (世故的) city like New York, people still realized how homey and welcoming a box of flowers could be. The sight of those flowers cheered me up a little.
Like maybe Aunt Evelyn and Uncle Ted just forgot I was arriving today, and hadn’t deliberately failed to meet me at the airport because they’d changed their minds about letting me come to stay.
Like everything was going to be all right, after all.
Yeah. With my luck, probably not.
I started up the steps to the front door of 326 East Sixty-Ninth Street, then realized I couldn’t make it with both bags and my violin. Leaving one bag on the sidewalk, I dragged the other up the steps with me. Maybe I took the steps a little too fast, since I nearly tripped and fell flat on my face on the sidewalk. I managed to catch myself at the last moment by grabbing some of the fence the gardeners had put up…
67. Why did the author go to New York?
A. She intended to go sightseeing there.
B. She meant to stay with her aunt’s family.
C. She was homeless and adopted by her aunt.
D. She wanted to try her luck and find a job there.
68. According to the author, some facts account for her bad luck EXCEPT that ________.
A. she was given a boy’s name in French
B. the cab driver didn’t help her with her bags
C. her sister Courtney discovered blow-outs  
D. nobody had come to meet her at the airport
69. The underlined phrase “rub off on” in Paragraph 3 probably means _________.
A. have an effect on    B. play tricks on     C. put pressure on      D. throw doubt on
70. From the passage, we can know that _________.
A. the author left home without informing her mother
B. the author arrived in New York in a very warm season
C. her aunt’s family lived a much better life than her own
D. her aunt and uncle were likely to forget about her arrival

"Get out of the plane!" Justin shouted．Teddy and he dropped to the ground,．．．
When Kathy and Victor reached the edge of the meadow （牧場(chǎng)）flames of the fire were shooting more than five meters into the air．
Kathy couldn't believe what she was seeing．One glance told her they needed medical attention immediately．She questioned Victor, "Are you able to find someone nearby for help?"
"There are no farmers, nor villagers nearby," he replied．
"I'm a distance runner, and I'll go for help．" Looking at the seriously injured men, Kathy said to Victor, "It may take me several hours to get out．" She started out．
When she was 23, Kathy set a women's record in a Marathon of 42 kilometers．But now she was running the race of life．She had nearly 30 kilometers of hard wilderness to cover to get help．
Kathy had been running for two hours．This was far back into the wilderness．The country path was growing vague （模糊）．She stopped to take a quick compass （指南針） reading．Yes, she had run almost for more than 20 kilometers．Her heart fell, her muscle aching．And finally she saw her car in the distance．
She jumped into the car and sped away．She reached a holiday house and called the police．
During the wait, she walked around, relaxing her legs and drinking water．It took almost two hours for a police helicopter to reach her at the trail （小路） end．They needed her for one more task．
【小題1】Who actually had the airplane accident?

閱讀下面短文，掌握其大意，然后從短文后所給各題的四個(gè)選項(xiàng)（A、B、C和D）中，選出可以填入空白處的最佳選項(xiàng)，并在答題卡上將該項(xiàng)涂黑。

On the night of the play, Jack was at the theatre early and he was already dressed in a policeman’s clothes long before the end of the first scene. He certainly looked the part all right, he thought as he    37    himself in the mirror. He even thought of going out into the street to see    38    he could pass as a policeman out there. Just for fun, of course.

Then he suddenly felt nervous. After all, it was his first time to    39    a part in a play. How could he face all those people   40    the play? He put his head in his hand and tried to    41   his lines, but nothing came to his mind.

A knock on the door made him look    42   . He was to go on stage in the second scene. “Have I   43   my part and ruined the play for everybody?” he

thought to himself, but it was only the manager. She    44    how nervous he was and suggested he should stand near the stage    45    he could watch and follow the play. It was a good   46    of getting rid of his nervousness, she said. She was right--- it seemed to    47   . In fact, the more he watched the play, the    48   he felt himself part of it.

At last the    49   came for him to appear on the stage, but suddenly the manager came to him again, looking worried as she placed a hand on his arm to    50    him back. “Has anything gone wrong?” Jack asked. “I’m afraid you’re going to be    51   ,” she said. “They have jumped three pages of the play and have missed your part out completely.”

A. looked           B. showed          C. admired         D. enjoyed

A. how             B. whether          C. why            D. as if

A. make            B. join              C. have           D. give

A. following        B. hearing           C. watching        D. noting

A. read            B. remember         C. understand       D. learn

A. away            B. up               C. out             D. down

A. passed           B. left              C. missed          D. failed

A. wondered        B. imagined         C. noticed           D. examined

A. where           B. when            C. that              D. there

A. idea           B. way             C. path              D. plan

A. do             B. win             C. work             D. act

A. less            B. harder           C. better             D. more

A. hour           B. minute           C. moment           D. period

A. hold           B. take             C. catch              D. push

A. frightened      B. excited           C. disappointed        D. pleased

“Tell me what you were like when you were my age,” I asked my mother one afternoon. She looked up, 21 at my question. After a long time she answered, “I was 22 like you. Then, there was only one career for girls — being a hard-working 23. To tell the truth, it is 24 for me to tell you that I 25 my mother when I was growing up. I did so much for her. Besides doing lots of housework, every night I would go into my parents’ bedroom, and wash their feet with warm water. Not once did my mother ever said, ‘thank you’."

I stared out of the window, remembering 26 I grew up, always wanting to hear a word of 27 from her, but getting only the rule and 28 I could never live up to (做到). I remembered the years when she 29 me to get up at six every morning and cook breakfast for the family before leaving for school. Least of all, I remembered the times she’d 30 me to other girls who were as old as me and found me useless.

“Nothing was ever 31 enough for my mother,’’ continued my mother, “ but now I know she did 32 me, even if she never said so. I told you this just for a 33. Yes, I love all my children, but you are my first child, the first in everything to me. I have been very strict and hard on you, but I 34 you in the only way I knew. I am 35 proud of you.”

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