In the depths of my memory, many things I did with my father still live. These things come to represent, in fact, what I call joy and love.
I don’t remember my father ever getting into a swimming pool. But he did love the water. Any kind of boat ride seemed to give him pleasure. And he loved to fish; sometimes he took me along.
But I never really liked being on the water, the way my father did. I liked being in the water, moving through it, having it all around me. I was not a strong swimmer, or one who learned to swim early, for I had my fears. But I loved being in the swimming pool close to my father’s office and spending those summer days with my father, who would come by on a break. I needed him to see what I could do. My father would stand there in his suit, the only person not in swimsuit.
After swimming, I would go inside his office and sit on the wooden chair in front of his big desk, where he let me play with anything I found in his top desk drawer. Sometimes, if I was left alone at his desk while he worked in the lab, an assistant or a student might come in and tell me perhaps I shouldn’t be playing with his office things. But my father always showed up and said easily, “Oh, no, it’s fine.” Sometimes he handed me coins and told me to get myself an ice cream.
A poet once said, “We look at life once, in childhood; the rest is memory.” And I think it is not only what we “look at once, in childhood” that decides our memories, but who, in that childhood, looks at us.
【小题1】What was probably the author’s father?| A．A poet. | B．A professor. | C．A fisherman. | D．An ice-cream man. |
| A．she was interested in her father’s office things |
| B．she wanted her father to buy her some ice-cream |
| C．she loved showing her progress in swimming to her father |
| D．she wanted others to know how much her father loved her |
| A．The author loved her father deeply. |
| B．The author’s father was quite fond of fishing. |
| C．The author didn’t start to swim very young. |
| D．The author’s father was very strict with her. |
| A．Swimming, my favourite sport | B．Father, source of joy and love |
| C．Memories of past days | D．Interesting summer activities |
A handsome middle-aged man walked quietly into the café and sat down. Before he ordered, he couldn't help but notice a group of younger men at the table next to him. It was obvious that they were making fun of something about him and it wasn't until he remembered he was wearing a small pink ribbon on the lapel of his suit that he became aware of what the joke was all about.
The man pretended not to notice it, but the whisper and laughter began to get to him. He looked one of the rude young men straight into the eye, placed his hand beneath the ribbon and asked, "'This?"
With that the young men all began to laugh out loud. The man he spoke to said, "Hey, sorry, man, but we were just commenting on how pretty your little pink ribbon looks against your blue jacket!"
The middle-aged man calmly invited the joker to come over to his table, and politely seated him. As uncomfortable as he was, the young guy had to, not really sure why. In a soft voice, the middle-aged man said, "I wear this ribbon to bring awareness about breast cancer. I wear it in my mother's honor."
"Oh, sorry. She died of breast cancer?"
"No, she didn't. She's alive and well. But her breasts nourished me as a baby, and were a soft resting place for my head when I was scared or lonely as a little boy. I'm very grateful for my mother's breasts, and her health."
"Umm," the young replied, "yeah."
"And I wear this ribbon to honor my wife," the man continued.
"And she's okay, too?" the young guy asked.
"Oh, yes. She's fine. With her breasts she nurtured and nourished our daughter 23 years ago. I'm grateful for my wife's breasts, and her health."
"Uh, huh. And I guess you wear it to honor your daughter, also?"
"No. It's too late to honor my daughter by wearing it now ..."
Shaken and ashamed, the young guy said, "Oh, I'm so sorry, mister."
"So, in my daughter's memory, too, I proudly wear this little ribbon, which allows me the opportunity to enlighten others. And here ..." With this, he reached in his pocket and handed the young man a little pink ribbon. The young guy looked at it, slowly raised his head and asked, "
| A．She died of breast cancer. | B．She was ill with cancer. |
| C．She had gone abroad. | D．She got married. |
| A．May I give it to my mother? |
| B．Can you help me put it on? |
| C．Will you please forgive me? |
| D．Shall we have some drink together? |
| A．An Unusual Meeting | B．An Impressive Lesson |
| C．Be Grateful to Your Beloved | D．Little Pink Ribbon |
I keep remembering odd things: the way she loved daffodils, jokes she told at the dinner table, the look in her eyes when she talked about my future. I knew about college before I’d never heard of high school was Mom’s second chance at the degree she never had.
Her parents pushed her too much, too hard, and she always wished she hadn’t let the pressure defeat her. She dropped out of college after one term for marriage and a secretarial job. While she never regretted marrying my father, she always regretted giving up her dream of becoming an accountant. She was determined her eldest daughter would never miss an opportunity.
One of the most extremely special times of my life was Christmas in my second school year, when I played Tiny Tim in a local community theater production of “A Christmas Carol.” Mom delighted in my endless rehearsal stories and spent hours helping me work out ways of disguising my long hair. There’s a line in the show: “And it was always said of him that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge.” Change the pronouns and that sentence describes Mom perfectly.
She was the one person I could talk to about anything. She was right about so much, so often—much more than I gave her credit for at the time.
I never imagined she wouldn’t be here now. I never thought cancer could strike so quickly, could kill someone so strong and determined in only a year. She’s the one person I couldn’t imagine living without; now, since last January, I’ve had to. Suddenly, I have no one to talk to about meaningless little things, no one whose advice I trust completely to help me with decisions. When I come home from school, I come home to an empty house, troubled by memories of the year she spent here dying. I remember the disastrous Thanksgiving when she was feeling terrible, and our wonderful last Christmas Eve together.
What I feel cheated of is the future we’ll never have.
【小题1】What can be learned about the author’s mother in Paragraph 2?| A．She gave in to her parents. | B．She had an obedient daughter. |
| C．She fell in love with her husband in college. | D．She wished her kids to follow her example. |
| A．Her rehearsal stories. | B．Her mother’s company. |
| C．Her favorite line from the show. | D．Her mother’s skills in doing hair. |
| A．Clever and passionate. | B．Caring and humorous. |
| C．Supportive and reliable. | D．Talented and hard-working. |
| A．To show her mother’s great sadness. | B．To tell anecdotes about her mother. |
| C．To talk about the cruelty of the disease. | D．To share fond memories of her mother. |
Family traditions are things that families do together on a regular basis.
Family traditions create good feelings and special moments to remember. They are fun things to do.
Family traditions help teens a lot when they are trying to figure out who they are, which job teenagers often do. A family encourages a teen to be a part of it and its traditions provide a strong foundation for teens to stand on.
| A．Family traditions offer teens a sense of security. |
| B．Family traditions help parents inform their children of the family’s values. |
| C．It’s very important when they’re searching for and defining (定义) their sense of self. |
| D．Family traditions give every member of the family a strong sense of belonging. |
| E．Enjoying them together as a family will create positive emotions in each member. |
| F．Old family traditions are important but easily forgotten in today’s society. |
| G．These things can be enjoyable activities or a certain food that a family likes. |
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