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The seller gave me a thirty percent （） on the shirt. Don't you think it's a good bargain.
A.discount
B.treatment
C.decrease
D.favor
答案
A、discount
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A.discount
B.treatment
C.decrease
D.favor
答案
A、discount
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更多“The seller gave me a thirty pe…”相关的问题
--I was worried about my maths, but Mr. Brown gave me an A.--___________.
A、Don’t worry about it.
B、Congratulations! That’s a difficult course.
C、Mr. Brown is very good.
D、Good luck to you!
A.Because;so
B.Though;but
C./;so
D./;but
Life, I believe, asks a continuous series of adjustments to reality. The more readily a person is able to make these adjustments, the more meaningful his own private world becomes. The adjustment is never easy. I felt helpless and afraid. But I was lucky. My parents and my teachers saw something in me--a potential to live, you might call it--which I didn't see, and they made me want to fight it out with blindness.
The hardest lesson I had to learn was to believe in myself. That was basic, If I hadn't been able to do that, I would have collapsed and become a chair rocker on the front perch for the rest of my life. When I say belief in myself I am not talking about simply the kind of self-confidence that helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone. That is part of it. But I mean something bigger than that: an assurance that I am, despite imperfections, a real, positive person; that somewhere in the sweeping, intricate pattern of people there is a special place where I can make myself fit.
It took me years to discover and strengthen this assurance. It had to start with the most elementary things. Once a man gave me an indoor baseball. I thought he was making fun of me and I was hurt. "I can't use this," I said. "Take it with you," he urged me, "and roll it around." The words stuck in my head. "Roll it around!" By rolling the ball I could hear where it went. This gave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought impossible: playing baseball. At Philadelphia's Overbrook School for the Blind I invented a successful variation of baseball. We called it ground ball.
All my life I have set ahead of me a series of goals and then tried to reach them, one at a time. I had to learn my limitations. It was no good to try for something I knew at the start was wildly out of reach because that only invited the bitterness of failure. I would fail sometimes anyway but on average I made progress.
The disaster that happened when the writer was 4 years old ______.
A．makes him believe in life more deeply than the other people.
B．makes him appreciate the value of the rest of his faculties.
C．makes him prefer going without his eyes.
D．strengthens his memory of the color of red.
第二篇
Dancing in the Streets
If there is one thing certain to get Brazilians on their feet，it is the Rio Carnival(狂欢节)．
Held in Rio de Janeiro．the country’s biggest city．the carnival began on February 20 when the mayor gave key of the city to Rei Momo—the Lord of Misrule(无序之皇)
On his orders，each year people turn the city into a paradise of dance and music．The
following six days are so fun of parades，street dancing，fantastic clothes and partying(聚会)that
many people forget about eating and sleeping
“It was the passion of the carnival that attracted me to Brazil and made me settle down in
Rio．”said Bob Nadkarni．a British man who has lived in the city for several years For many
Brazilians．the centrepiece of the carnival is samba(桑巴舞)，a typical Brazilian dance．Every
year,tens of thousands of visitors and locals show off their passion and energy iu the streets．
following the beat(节拍)of the Latin music．
The climax to this street party is the float(彩车)parade，in which floats decorated with tons
of fresh flowers by various samba schools and local communities move through the city．On the
top of each float stands the candidate for the Drum Queen，who is chosen at the end of the party．
while most people are free to enjoy the celebrations。Rio’s police officers have to keep a
clear head．Following the murder of three offlcers in a gunfight early last week，the Brazilian
Government has tightened security in Rio．The street fighting，robbery and sex crimes that
accompany the carnival are very difficult to police．
Carnivals began in ancient Rome as a celebration at which people fed wild wolves，in honour of the city’s founder who was said to have been raised by a she—wolf．Brazil gave new life to this tradition and so．despite the troubles．the carnival will remain a symbol of the country’s culture．
36 According to the passage．during the Carnival people in Rio did all of the following
EXCEPT
A dancing in the streets．
B putting on colorful clothes
C eating a lot of food．
D holding exciting parades．
Raju and His Father's Shop
My mother told me a story every evening while we waited for father to close the shop and come home. The shop remained open till midnight. Bullock-carts in long caravans arrived late in the evening from distant villages, loaded with coconut, rice, and other commodities for the market. The animals were unyoked under the big tamarind tree for the night, and the cartmen drifted in twos and threes to the shop, for a chat or to ask for things to eat or smoke. How my father loved to discuss with them the price of grain, rainfall, harvest, and the state of irrigation channels. Or they talked about old litigations. One heard repeated references to magistrates, affidavits, witnesses in the case, and appeals, punctuated with roars of laughter—possibly the memory of some absurd legality or loophole tickled them.
My father ignored food and sleep when he had company. My mother sent me out several times to see if he could be. made to turn in. He was a man of uncertain temper and one could not really guess how he would react to interruptions, and so my mother coached me to go up, watch his mood, and gently remind him of food and home. I stood under the shop-awning, coughing and clearing my throat, hoping to catch his eye. But the talk was all-absorbing and he would not glance in my direction, and I got absorbed in their talk, although I did not understand a word of it.
After a while my mother's voice came gently on the night air, calling, "Raju, Raju," and my father interrupted his activities to look at me and say, "Tell your mother not to wait for me. Tell her to place a handful of rice and buttermilk in a bowl, with just, one piece of lime pickle, and keep it in the oven for me. I'll come in later." It was almost a formula with him five days in a week. He always added, "Not that I'm really hungry tonight." And then I believe he went on to discuss health problems with his cronies.
But I didn't stop to hear further. I made a quick dash back home. There was a dark patch between the light from the shop and the dim lantern shedding its light on our threshold, a matter of about the yards, I suppose, but the passage through it gave me a cold sweat. I expected wild animals and supernatural creatures to emerge and grab mc. My mother waited on the doorstep to receive me and said, "Not hungry, I suppose! That'll give him an excuse to talk to the village folk all night, and then come in for an hour's sleep and get up with the crowing of that foolish cock somewhere. He will spoil his health."
I followed her into the kitchen. She placed my plate and hers side by side on the floor, drew the rice-pot within reach, and served me and herself simultaneously, and we finished our dinner by the sooty tin lamp, stuck on a nail in the wall. She unrolled a mat for me in the front room, and I lay down to sleep. She sat at my side, awaiting father's return. Her presence gave me a feeling of inexplicable coziness. I felt I ought to put her proximity to good use, and complained, "Something is bothering my hair," and she ran her fingers through my hair, and scratched the nape of my neck. And then I commanded, "A story."
Immediately she began, "Once upon a time there was a man called Devaka..." I heard his name mentioned almost every night. He was a hero, saint, or something of the kind. I never learned fully what he did or why, sleep overcoming me before my mother was through even the preamble.
Which of the following was NOT what we can infer from the conversation between Father and the cartmen？
A．Sometimes during lawsuits, one side or the other tricked the law, probably by finding faults in the legal code which were favorable to themselves.
B．There were times when the courts came to foolish decisions.
C．Matters related to fanning were of great interest to them.
D．The magistrates were ludicrous.
小题1:What does Mr. Smith do？
A. A bank clerk
B. A policeman
C. A thief
小题2:Mr. Smith caught the man in the clothes shop ___________.
A. by exchange
B. by mistake
C. by accident
小题3:Why did the man return the sweater to the shop？
A. Because he didn’t want his wife to see it
B. Because he liked money more than the sweater
C. Because he hated it and wanted to get the money back
小题4:Bob was caught so quickly because ___________.
A. his address was found on the envelope he used
B. he received a phone call from the bank clerk
C. the police waited for him outside the elevator
小题5:What do you think of Bob？
A. He is brave
B. He is careful
C. He is careless
In the summer vocation, I usually go to my relative’s home in the country to rest after many months in school in the city. The summer days I recently spent _1_ me with happy memories. Let me tell you our daily program _2_ the short stay and the country life we enjoyed there. We usually get up at six and took a walk _3_ the beautiful grassland of wild flowers. The air was so clean and fresh. The pretty birds had just risen from their sleep and were jumping from branch to branch, singing their merry songs. Soon the rays of the sun could be seen on the river. We _4_ under the shade of trees for an hour and then went home. During the afternoon, we went to swim in a small river till the glorious sun was _5_ in the west. Sometimes, after it rained, the sky _6_ to be more beautiful. After supper, people began to enjoy the refreshing soft wind outside. Then _7_ came the bright moon. Occasionally one or two meteors (流星) would suddenly run across the sky as if they were playing with the fireflies. _8_, the world was warpped in sleep. The sweet notes of flute were heard _9_ the woods. Oh, how touching the _10_ was! It made us forget all the worries of life. [共10题]
(1)
(A) gave (B) brought (C) filled (D) offered
(2)
(A) during (B) in (C) between (D) before
(3)
(A) to (B) along (C) into (D) towards
(4)
(A) lay (B) lie (C) lain (D) laid
(5)
(A) rising (B) arising (C) setting (D) setting down
(6)
(A) got (B) looked (C) felt (D) watched
(7)
(A) around (B) about (C) over (D) out
(8)
(A) Now and then (B) From then on (C) By and by (D) Up till now
(9)
(A) over (B) in (C) through (D) across
(10)
(A) music (B) song (C) voice (D) sound
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1.As she was about to go to bed around 11:00 p.m.last night, a(n) ()telephone call came and gave the girl a sleepless night.
2.Developing modern telecommunications is a(n) () necessity for the small
3.The function of teaching is to create the conditions that will make it possible for students to () the most efficient method for teaching themselves.
4.When the airline saw how the strike was hurting its business, it became much eagerto () with the workers on strike to work out a solution.
5.Julie () that she and her freshman-year roommate hadn't communicated with each other throughout the year since were uncomfortable with each other.
6.Another impact of computer technology that must be addressed by educators is the Internet, more ()s the vast amount of information that it makes available.
7.Television reporters argue that television can () a news event more vividly and completely than newspapers can.
8.Many traffic accidents were attributed to drivers'() of traffic rules or careless and drunken driving.
9.I want a broad education that would provide me with great insight and critical thinking skill to help open my eyes and () my horizons.
10.As he progressed through school, his () may become diminished, but meanwhile choices and decisions for a college student will increase.
One summer day my father sent me to buy some wire and fencing to put around our barn to pen up the bull. At 16, I liked nothing better than getting behind the wheel of our truck and driving into town on the old mill road. Water from the mill's wheel sprayed in the sunshine making a rainbow over the canal and I often stopped there on my way to bathe and cool off for a spell—natural air conditioning. The sun was so hot, I did not need a towel as I was dry by the time I climbed the clay banks and crossed the road ditch to the truck. Just before town, the road shot along the sea where I would collect seashells or gather seaweed beneath the giant crane unloading the ships. This trip was different, though. My father had told me I'd have to ask for credit at the store.
It was 1976, and the ugly shadow of racism was still a fact of life. I'd seen my friends ask for credit and then stand, head down, while a storeowner enquired into whether they were "good for it". Many store clerks watched black youths with the assumption that they were thieves every time they even went into a grocery.
My family was honest. We paid our debts. But just before harvest, all the money flowed out. There were no new deposits at the bank. Cash was short. At Davis Brothers' General Store, Buck Davis stood behind the register, talking to a middle-aged farmer. Buck was a tall, weathered man in a red hunting shirt and I nodded as I passed him on my way to the hardware section to get a container of nails, a coil of binding wire and fencing. I pulled my purchases up to the counter and placed the nails in the tray of the scale, saying carefully, "I need to put this on credit." My brow was moist with nervous sweat and I wiped it away with the back of my arm.
The farmer gave me an amused, cynical look, but Buck's face didn't change. "Sure," he said easily, reaching for his booklet where he kept records for credit. I gave a sigh of relief. "Your daddy is always good for it." He turned to the farmer. "This here is one of James Williams' sons. They broke the mold when they made that man."
The farmer nodded in a neighborly way. I was filled with pride. "James Williams' son." Those three words had opened a door to an adult's respect and trust.
As I heaved the heavy freight into the bed of the truck, I did so with ease, feeling like a stronger man than the one that left the farm that morning. I had discovered that a good name could furnish a capital of good will of great value. Everyone knew what to expect from a Williams: a decent person who kept his word and respected himself too much to do wrong. My great grandfather may have been sold as a slave at auction, but this was not an excuse to do wrong to others. Instead my father believed the only way to honor him was through hard work and respect for all men.
We children—eight brothers and two sisters--could enjoy our good name, unearned, unless and until we did something to lose it. We had an interest in how one another behaved and our own actions as well, lest we destroy the name my father had created. Our good name was and still is the glue that holds our family tight together.
The desire to honor my father's good name spurred me to become the first in our family to go to university. I worked my way through college as a porter at a four-star hotel. Eventually, that good name provided the initiative to start my own successful public relations firm in Washington, D.C．America needs to restore a sense of shame in its neighborhoods. Doing drugs, spending all your money at the liquor store, stealing, or getting a young woman pregnant with no intent to marry her should induce a deep sense of embarrassment. But it doesn't. Nearly one out of three births in America is to a single mother. Many of these children will grow up without the security and guidance they need to become honorable members of society.
Once the social ties and mutual obligations of the family melt away, communities fall apart. While the population has increased only 40 percent since 1960, violent crime in America has increased a staggering 550 percent —and we've become exceedingly used to it. Teen drug use has also risen. In one North Carolina County, police arrested 73 students from 12 secondary schools for dealing drugs, some of them right in the classroom.
Meanwhile, the small signs of civility and respect that hold up civilization are vanishing from schools, stores and streets. Phrases like "yes, ma'am", "no, sir", "thank you" and "please" get a yawn from kids today who are encouraged instead by cursing on television and in music. They simply shrug off the rewards of a good name.
The good name passed on by my father and maintained to this day by my brothers and sisters and me is worth as much now as ever. Even today, when I stop into Buck Davis' shop or my hometown barbershop for a haircut, I am still greeted as James Williams' son. My family's good name did pave the way for me.
