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They arrived at the farmhouse, in front of which__________.

A. is sitting a boy    B. sat a boy  C. a boy sat           D. a boy is sitting

I’m seventeen. I had worked as a box boy at a supermarket in Los Angeles. People came to the counter and you put things in their bags for them. And carried things to their cars. It was hard work.

While working, you wear a plate with your name on it. I once met someone I knew years ago. I remembered his name and said,“Mr Castle, how are you?"We talked about this and that. As he left, he said,“It was nice talking to you, Brett."I felt great, he remembered me. Then I looked down at my name plate. Oh no. He didn?t remember me at all, he just read the name plate. I wish I had put“Irving"down on my name plate. If he?d have said,“Oh yes, Irving, how could I forget you?"I d have been ready for him. There?s nothing personal here.

The manager and everyone else who were a step above the box boys often shouted orders. One of these was: you couldn?t accept tips(小費). Okay, I?m outside and

 I put the bags in the car. For a lot of people, the natural reaction(反應)is to take a quarter and give it to me. I?d say,“I?m ?sorry,? I can’t."They’d get angry. When you give someone a tip, you?re sort of being polite. You take a quarter and you put it in their hand and you expect them to say,“Oh,thanks a lot."When you say,“I'm sorry, I can't."They feel a little put down.They say,“No one will know."And they put it in your pocket. You say,“I really can’t."It gets to a point where you almost have to hurt a person physically(身體上)to prevent him from tipping you. It was not in agreement with the store?s belief in being friendly. Accepting tips was a friendly thing and made the customer feel good. I just could?t understand the strangeness of some people?s ideas. One lady actually put it in my pocket, got in the car, and drove away. I would have had to throw the quarter at her or eaten it or something.

I had decided that one year was enough. Some people needed the job to stay alive and fed. I guess I had the means and could afford to hate it and give it up.

1.What can be the best title for this text?

A.How Hard Life for Box Boys 

B.Getting along with Customers

C.Why I Gave up My Job

D.The Art of Taking Tips 

2.From the second paragraph, we can infer that _______ .

A.the writer didn’t like the impersonal part of his job

B.with a name plate, people can easily start talking

C.Mr Castle mistook Irving for Brett

D.Irving was the writer?s real name 

3.The box boy refused to accept tips because _______.

A.customers only gave small tips

B.some customers had strange ideas about tipping

C.the store forbade the box boys to take tips

D.he didn’t want to fight with the customers 

4.The underlined phrase“put down"in the third paragraph probably means _______.

A.misunderstood         B.defeated         C.hateful         D.hurt 

The boy, rather than his friends, _________ for the accident.

A. are responsible                                     B. were responsible

C. be responsible                                      D. is responsible

The mother often tells her son to be a good boy, warning him to ______ trouble.

A. hold back from  B. keep out of   C. break away from D. get rid of

閱讀下面短文, 掌握其大意, 然后從16 ~ 30各題所給的A、B、C和D項中，選出最佳選項, 并在答題卡上將該項涂黑。

It was Christmas Eve, but I had to work in the clinic. The only thing that   16   my day was the beautiful Christmas tree in our waiting room and a   17   sent to me by my boyfriend — a dozen red roses.

As I was cleaning my desk, I was told that a   18   in the office urgently needed to speak with me. Stepping out, I   19   a tired-looking woman with a baby in her arms. 20  , she explained that her husband was my next   21  . The guards were to bring him to the office that afternoon. She wasn’t allowed to visit her husband in   22  , so he had never seen his son. She   23   me to let the boy’s father sit in the waiting room with her as   24   as possible before I called him for his appointment. I agreed.

A short time later, her husband arrived. The woman’s tired face   25   when her husband sat beside her. They laughed, cried and shared their child.

After almost an hour, I called the prisoner in. He seemed like a   26   and humble man. I   27   what he possibly could have done to be held under such conditions. I tried to make him comfortable.

Finally, I wished him a Merry Christmas—a(n)  28   thing to say to a man headed back to prison. He smiled and thanked me. He also said sadly that he couldn’t get his wife anything for Christmas. Hearing this, I was   29   with a wonderful idea.

I’ll never forget the   30   on both their faces as the prisoner gave his wife the beautiful roses.

A. darkened               B. brightened                C. frightened             D. strengthened

A. flower                B. souvenir                C. gift                         D. plant

A. lady                B. couple                   C. guard                       D. patient

A. judged                   B. followed                  C. recognized          D. noticed

A. Nervously              B. Bravely                   C. Curiously                 D. Seriously

A. customer         B. neighbour         C. patient            D. visitor

A. school                   B. university                 C. town                  D. prison

A. forced           B. begged            C. reminded          D. encouraged

A. early                   B. often                  C. long              D. soon

A. lit up                   B. cheered up                C. looked up                 D. went up

A. rude                 B. cruel                        C. gentle                      D. selfish

A. wondered             B. realized                    C. praised                  D. doubted

A. sad                   B. easy                         C. annoying                  D. difficult

A. filled                B. inspired                    C. delighted                  D. satisfied

A. impression        B. expression            C. puzzlement            D. sadness