While I was waiting to enter university, I saw in a newspaper a teaching job wanted at a school about ten miles from where I   16  . Because I was in great need of   17  and wanted to do something useful, I applied（申請(qǐng)）.
Three days later, a letter   18  . It asked me to see the   19  at Croydon. It proved to be an    20  journey—a train to Croydon station, a ten-minute bus ride and then a walk of at   21  a quarter of a mile. It was clearly that the headmaster himself opened the door. He was   22  and round.
“The school” he said, “has a group of twenty-four boys   23  seven and thirteen.”
I should have to teach all the   24  except art,   45  he taught himself. I should have to divide the class into   26  groups and teach them at three different   27  , and I was not  28  at the thought of teaching maths—a subject which I didn’t do very well in at school. It was  29  that I had to teach them on Saturday afternoon because most of my friends would be   30   themselves at that time.
Before I had time to ask about my salary（薪水）, he got up to his feet. “ Now,” he said. “ you’d better meet my wife. She is the one who really runs this school.

A boy lost his arms in an accident and his father lost his life. Since then, he had to  31_   the arms of his younger brother. Except for writing with his toes(腳趾頭), he could hardly do       _32  in his life.
As the two brothers grew up together, they had lots of  33  and they often argued(爭(zhēng)吵). Then one day, his younger brother  34  him. So he was very sad and didn’t know  35  to do.
A girl lost her hands because of a fire. Though her elder sister wanted to  36  her, she decided to be completely independent (獨(dú)立的). At school, she always studied hard. Once she wrote the following in her composition, “I am  37 . Though I lost my hands, I still have legs. Though my wings are broken, my heart can still fly.”
One day, the boy and the girl were both invited  38  a television interview program. They both were asked to write something on a piece of paper with their toes. The boy wrote “My younger brother’s arms are my arms” 39  the girl wrote “Broken wings,  40  heart”.

  1  Miss Gao’s class there are  2  students. There are twenty-four boys, and twenty-two girls.   3  of the boys is  4  . His name is Jim. All  5  boys are Chinese . All of the Chinese students are Young Pioneers. In the class there are two  6  girls. They are  7  .  8  names are Lily and Lucy. The other girls are Chinese. We are  9  friends. There’s  10 difference, American-English-Chinese.

One day a woman got into her car and started driving home after work. Suddenly, she saw a yellow car behind her. The  41  was a man. Wherever she drove, the young man followed her. When she  42  at the traffic lights, the yellow car stopped behind her.
The woman was afraid, so she drove  43  to the police station. She was very  44  when she found the car stopped behind her. At that time, she saw a woman outside the police station. She knew that she was a policewoman because she was wearing a police uniform. She jumped out  45  her car and ran to her. But the young man just smiled and came up to return the purse which was dropped on the street by the woman.
【小題1】  A. worker  B. drover C. passenger
【小題2】  A. stop       B. stops   C. stopped
【小題3】 A. quickly     B. easily   C. happily
【小題4】 A. interested       B. moved C. surprised
【小題5】  A. at  B. on         C. of

M: What about your history class this afternoon, Millie?
W: We were supposed to have a history class, but Mr Johnson was ill   36 . So we had a geography class instead.
M: Your mother and I will go   37  on Saturday. Will you join us?
W: I’d like to, but I have to take an exam on Sunday. I think I’d better   38  at home and study. By the way, will you go climbing in the mountains?
M: Yes, why?
W: I know it’s summer   39  it can get quite cold in the mountains even in June, so bring a coat with you. You’ll need   40  in the early morning.
M: OK, we will.
【小題1】  

A teenage girl couldn’t stand（忍受）her family rules, so she left home.
She wanted to be a star and became famous. But she had a little education and    41   years later, she had to ask for food on the street for a living. Now her father has died. Her mother is an old woman. But she is still ___42___ her daughter. She has been to every corner of the city. Everywhere she goes, she    43   a big photo of her daughter on the wall. At the lower part of the photo she writes, “I still love you …Come back home!”
One day, the daughter saw one of the photos. She was so surprised that she couldn’t believe her    44  . “Is that me?” She moved    45   and read the words, “I still love you…” She cried. She couldn’t wait    ___46   back home. When she got home, it was early morning. She pushed the door. The door opened itself. She rushed to the bedroom at once. Her mother was sleeping there. She    47   her mother up, “It’s me! Your daughter is back home!” The mother and daughter looked at each other with excitement, full of happy tears. The daughter asked, “   48  is the door unlocked? A thief could get in.” The mother answered softly, “The door has never locked    49   you left. We miss you all the time. We believe that you’ll come back some day.”
As everyone knows, parents love their children forever. Children should also understand their parents and share their happiness, sadness, even everything with their parents.    50   this way, both parents and children can be happy.

One Saturday afternoon, Kate went to buy something for her sister and herself.
As Kate was coming out of a 1, a young lady walked towards her. She said she was Miss Green --- a good friend of Kate’s sister. Kate 2 her. Then she called a taxi to send Kate home. She 3 the driver where he should go. Kate was 4 that it was not the in direction of her home.
“ 5?” Kate asked. The lady smiled.
When they came to a quiet road, a big rough man 6, on the road. He stopped the taxi driver, knocked him down, and threw him out of the 7. At the same time, Miss Green took out of a knife and 8 it at Kate. She asked Kate to keep 9. The man then started the taxi.
“ Oh, my God! I’m being kidnapped,” Kate said to herself.
She tried to escape, but not 10. Suddenly an 11 came to her. She took out a lipstick(口紅) from her pocket, wrote ‘SOS’ on the window, and covered the word with her 12.
A few minutes later, a police car 13 and the policemen saw the sign. When the kidnappers saw the policemen they stopped the taxi, jumped into the grass, and ran away.
The policemen then 14 Kate up and sent her home. When her parents knew what had happened, they were greatly surprised. But they were also 15 because their daughter had finally come back safely.

Mr. Strong is a London taxi driver. The following talk is given by him.
“I have been a taxi driver     36    nearly ten years. It’s a nice job most of the time. You meet a lot of people. I always work at night,     37    there is too much traffic during the day. I go to work at 5:30 in the afternoon, and I usually     38   between 2:00 and 3:00 in the morning.”
“Some     39    things happened late at night.     40    day I was taking a woman home from a party. She had her little dog with her. When we got to her house, she found that she had lost her     41     . So I waited in the car    42     she climbed in through the windows.”
“I waited and waited. After half an hour of ringing the bell I decided to find out    43     was going on. I tied the dog to a tree and started to     44    in through the window. The next thing I knew was that the police came. They thought I was a thief.”
“Luckily the woman came downstairs. She     45    have gone to sleep and forgotten me and the dog!” 

根據(jù)短文內(nèi)容，從各題所給的A、B、C、D四個(gè)選項(xiàng)中選出最佳選項(xiàng)。
It was two days before Christmas, when my ten-year-old Almie Rose told her father and me that she wanted a new bike.  Her bike was too   16  , and it needed repairing as well.
As Christmas   17  ,  her dream for a bike seemed to disappear, we thought, for she didn’t say it again. We were busy   18  some beautiful story books, a doll house, a holiday dress and toys. Then to our surprise, on December 24, she said she really wanted a bike more than   19  .
Now we didn’t know   20  to do. It was just too late. We were busy with Christmas dinner and packing   21  presents, parents’ presents, a brother’s present and friends’ presents till midnight. So there was   22  time to take to buy the "right hike" for our little girl. Thinking we were parents who would make their child unhappy, we felt sorry and   23  .
Suddenly my husband had an idea. "What about making a little bike with clay (mi) and writing a note that she could trade in (交換) the model bike for a real one?" So he spent the next five hours carefully   24  with clay to make a small bike.
25  Christmas morning, we were so excited for Almie Rose to open the little box with the beautiful red and white clay bike and the note. She opened and read the   26  loudly. She looked at me and said, "So, does this mean I can trade in this bike for a real   27   ?" Smiling, I said, "Yes!" Almie Rose had tears in her eyes when she replied, "I would   28  trade in this beautiful bike   29  Daddy made me. I   30  keep it than get a real bike. This is the best Christmas present I have ever got in my life!"

When I was in the third grade, I was chosen to be the princess in the school play. For “weeks my mother had helped me practise my lines. But once on the stage, every word    11  from my head. Then my teacher asked me to change my role to be a narrator (解說(shuō)者) for the play.    12  I didn’t tell my mother what had happened that day, she noticed my    13  and asked if I wanted to take a walk in the garden.
It was a lovely spring day. We could see dandelions (蒲公英) popping (炸開(kāi))   14   the grass in bunches (束). I watched my mother bend down by one of the bunches. “I think I’ll dig up (挖光) all these weeds (野草),” she said. “From now on, we’ll   15  have roses in this garden.”
“But I like dandelions,” I protested(抗議). “All flowers are   16  —even dandelions !”
My mother looked at me seriously. “Yes, every flower gives pleasure in its own way, doesn’t it?” she asked thoughtfully. I nodded. “And that is   17  of people, too,” she added.
When I   18  that she had guessed my pain, I started to cry and told her the truth. “But you will be a wonderful narrator,” she said,    19  me of how much I loved to read stories’ aloud.
Thanks to my mother’s encouragement, I got to know everybody had his or her own    20  in the world. I felt proud of the role in the play.