I began the day _____ tennis with a secondary－school friend I hadn't seen for a whi

to have a rest. At last, he couldn't go to sleep. Every night, when he went to bed, he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. “I just can't go to sleep at night. What should I do？” “I have a suggestion,” said the doctor. “Try counting numbers. By the time you reach one thousand, you'll be asleep. I am sure of it.”

The next day the man reached the doctor's office. “Well,” said the doctor, “how are you today？ Did you try my suggestion？”

The man still looked tired. “Yes,” he said, “I tried counting one, two, three...up to one thousand. But when I reached five hundred and sixty-nine, I began to feel sleepy. I had to get up and drink some tea so that I could go on counting up to one thousand, but then I still couldn't fall asleep.”

6.The young man couldn’t go to sleep because he had worked too hard and became ill.

A.T

B.F

7.The doctor asked the young man to count numbers while he was lying in bed.

A.T

B.F

8.The young man returned to the doctor’s office the next day because he wanted to thank the doctor.

A.T

B.F

9.The young man counted from 1 to 569 and got up to drink some tea.

A.T

B.F

10.The young man in fact was not able to count numbers.

A.T

B.F

ning away,was expected of 17-year-old girls.By the time she was 20,she had 2 children and was pregnant with a third.5 children later,I was born.And this is how I came to know my mother:she seemed a large,soft,loving-eyed woman who was rarely impatient in our home.Her quick,violent temper was on view only a few times a year,when she battled with the white landlord who had the misfortune to suggest to her that her children did not need to go to school.She made all the clothes we wore,even my brothers' overalls.She made all the towels and sheets we used. She spent the summers canning vegetables and fruits.She spent the winter evenings making quilts enough to cover all our beds.During the "working" day,she labored beside-not behind-my father in the fields.Her day began before sunup,and did not end until late at night.There was never a moment for her to sit down,undisturbed,to unravel her own private thoughts;never a time free from interruption-by work or the noisy inquiries of her many children.And yet,it is to my mother-and all our mothers who were not famous-that I went in search of the secret of what has fed that muzzled and often mutilated,but vibrant,creative spirit that the black woman has inherited,and that pops out in wild and unlikly places to this day.

It seems to the narrator that it would be really good if ()

A、the mother worked from sunup till night

B、the mother worked side by side with her husband

C、the mother made all things that the family needed

D、the mother could have some time to think undisturbed

in the fall of 1977. Today, she is Vice-President of Daimler Chrysler, and head of the Small Car Platform. Engineering Department which is directly responsible for the design and development of the Neon, Doge Viper, and all future small cars.

"Many different departments are involved, in bringing a product to market," said Hess, referring to the 2000 Neon. "A company looks into renewing a particular vehicle when its marketplace demand is good, and the profits increase our shareholder's value," explained Hess. "We look to our market research in determining which options we'll keep the same or delete, and which ones we want to add to improve our appeal."

Now that the Neon 2000 is on the market, her team will use survey and research results to determine which option packages work best for the consumer, and what improvements, if any, need to be made. And the best goes on.

Hess supervises 1 200 engineers while managing a successful life as wife and mother. Her secret, she said, is to "always try to give 150 percent in everything I do. The only way I can really balance my work and family is 'by cheating at both ends'. " "For example," Hess said, "I always take my boys to school on the first day of the year--so I come in a little late. A few times a year I leave work for a couple of hours to see my son in a play or to attend his swim meet."

Like most other successful women in the auto industry, Hess's day begins early and ends late. In her case, coaching her son's basketball game ends some of Hess's days. "Occasionally," she adds," I come in to work on the weekends to catch up on paperwork and mail and have also been known to be called to work while I am on vacation."

What is Cindy's chief responsibility now？

A．Renewing promising car models.

B．Supervising production.

C．Doing market research.

D．Developing small cars.

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is house.“Thieves，”he thought. Jumping out of bed，he took his gun and hurried to the bedroom window. The room was not shining and the night was rather dark. But he could see a white shape. It looked like a man in the garden. He pointed his gun at it，fired and went back to bed. Early in the morning，he went down to the garden. His shirt was hanging from a tree. He had washed it the day before and hung it on the tree do dry. It had a hole right through the middle. Mr. Robinson was really frightened out of his life when he saw it and began to tremble(颤抖)。 His neighbour arrived at that moment.“How are you today，Mr，Robinson？”he asked in an anxious voice. “You don’t look well.”

“I’m all right，thank you，”said Mr. Robinson. “But I’m lucky to be alive. You see that shirt there？”

“Yes？”said the neighbour.

“If I’d been wearing that shirt last night，”said Mr. Robinson，“I’d be a dead man now.”

1、When Mr. Robinson jumped out of his bed and went to the window，he saw ________ in the garden.

A、a thief

B、something like a man

C、a white shirt on a tree

D、nothing

2、Who had hung the shirt on the tree the day before________

A、A thief.

B、Mr. Robinson himself.

C、Mr. Robinson’s neighbour

D、Mr. Robinson’s wife.

3、After firing the gun，Mr. Robinson________

A、went back to bed

B、went to the garden to see what it was

C、felt no longer afraid

D、looked for the shirt he had washed the day before

4、The next morning Mr. Robinson’s neighbour came and saw him looking________

A、surprised

B、unhappy

C、sick

D、angry.

5、The title“A Narrow Escape”suggests that one has________

A、succeeded in escaping to escape

B、failed.

C、run away

D、only just avoided death

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was, I didn't know enough to really care. My older brother and I lived with Mom in a dingy multi-family house in Detroit. We watched TV every night. The background noise of our lives was gunfire and horses' hoofs from "Wagon Train" or "Cheyenne", and laughter from "I Love Lucy" or "Mister Ed". After supper, we'd sprawl on Mom's bed and stare for hours at the tube.

But one day Mom changed our world forever. She turned off the TV. Our mother had only been able to get through third grade. But she was much brighter and smarter than we boys knew at the time. She had noticed something in the suburban houses she cleaned -- books. So she came home one day, snapped off the TV, sat us down and explained that her sons were going to make something of themselves. "You boys are going to read two books every week," she said. "And you're going to write me a report on what you read."

We moaned and complained about how unfair it was. Besides, we didn't have any books in the house other than Mom's Bible. But she explained that we would go where the books were: "I'll drive you to the library."

So pretty soon there were these two peevish boys sitting in her white 1959 Oldsmobile on their way to Detroit Public Library. I wandered reluctantly among the children's books. I loved animals, so when I saw some books that seemed to be about animals, I started leafing through them.

The first book I read clear through was Chip the Dam Builder. It was about beavers. For the first time in my life I was lost in another world. No television program had ever taken me so far away from my surroundings as did this verbal visit to a cold stream in a forest and these animals building a home.

It didn't dawn on me at the time, but the experience was quite different from watching TV. There were images forming in my mind instead of before my eyes. And I could return to them again and again with the flip of a page.

Soon I began to look forward to visiting this hushed sanctuary from my other world. I moved from animals to plants, and then to rocks. Between the covers of all those books were whole worlds, and I was free to go anywhere in them. Along the way a funny thing happened: I started to know things. Teachers started to notice it too. I got to the point where I couldn't wait to get home to my books.

Now my older brother is an engineer and I am chief of pediatric neurosurgery at John Hopkins Children's Center in Baltimore. Sometimes I still can't believe my life's journey, froma failing and indifferent student in a Detroit public school to this position, which takes me all over the world to teach and perform. critical surgery.

But I know when the journey began -- the day Mom snapped off the TV set and put us in her Oldsmobile for that drive to the library.

We can learn from the beginning of the passage that

A．the author and his brother had done poorly in school.

B．the author had been very concerned about his school work.

C．the author had spent much time watching TV after school.

D．the author had realized how important schooling was.