I need ______ cloth, for I'm going to make ______ clothes.

A.many; many

B.much; much

C.a lot of; many

D.many; a lot of

A.a lot of; many

B.much; a lot

C.many; many

D.many; a lot of

A、many/ many

B、many/ a lot o{

C、a lot of/ many

D、much/ much

to open a savings account. Want to come？ W: Sure. Wait a minute. M: OK.(a little while later) W: You just said you wanted to open a savings account？ M: Yes. W: They usually have two kinds of deposit — time deposit and current deposit. M: What is the minimum deposit for a savings account？ W: Sorry, I dont know, but how much money do you want to deposit to start with？ M: Two thousand dollars. W: Thats big enough for both, Im sure. M: You know the interest rate, dont you？ W: For current deposit it is very low. M: I dont mind that. I want to put my money in the bank just to be on the safe side. W: Good idea. M: Is it convenient to withdraw money from my savings account here？ W: Its very easy. You just need to fill out a withdrawal form. and hand in your chequebook together with it, and everything will be OK. M: Do they use a password？ W: Yes, you can if you like. M: Do I have to show anything as proof of identification？ W: No. They want nothing. Just tell them your name and address. Thats all. M: Thank you. Questions 9 to 12 are based on the conversation you have just heard. 9. How much money does the man want to deposit to start with？ 10. What does the man want to do in the bank？ 11. How can the man withdraw money from his savings account？ 12. According to the conversation, what do we know about the interest rate？9．

A．To buy some national savings bonds.

B．To open a savings account.

C．To inquire about the interest rate.

D．To withdraw some money.

wsheThe cot mde of this kind cloth _____ well. I think it is worthy _______.wshes; buying B．is wshed; buying C．wshes; to be bought D．is wshed; to be bought

A．washes; buying

B．is washed; buying

C．washes; to be bought

D．is washed; to be bought

y my occupation, that my profession is a gauge people use to see how smart or talented I am. Recently, however, I was disappointed to see that it also decides how Im treated as a person. Last year I left a professional position as a small-town reporter and took a job waiting tables. As someone paid to serve food to people, I had customers say and do things to me I suspect theyd never say or do to their most casual acquaintances. One night a man talking on his cell phone waved me away, then beckoned (示意) me back with his finger a minute later, complaining he was ready to order and asking where Id been. I had waited tables during summers in college and was treated like apeon (勤杂工) by plenty of people. But at 19 years old, I believed I deserved inferior treatment from professional adults. Besides, people responded to me differently after I told them I was in college. Customers would joke that one day Id be sitting at their table, waiting to be served. Once I graduated I took a job at a community newspaper. From my first day, I heard a respectful tone from everyone who called me. I assumed this was the way the professional world worked--cordially. I soon found out differently. I sat several feet away from an advertising sales representative with a similar name. Our calls would often get mixed up and someone asking for Kristen would be transferred to Christie. The mistake was immediately evident. Perhaps it was because money was involved, but people used a tone with Kristen that they never used with me. My job title made people treat me with courtesy. So it was a shock to return to the restaurant industry. Its no secret that theres a lot to put up with when waiting tables, and fortunately, much of it can be easily forgotten when you pocket the tips. The service industry, by definition, exists to cater to others needs. Still, it seemed that many of my customers didnt get the difference between server and servant. Im now applying to graduate school, which means someday Ill return to a profession where people need to be nice to me in order to get what they want. I think Ill take them to dinner first, and see how they treat someone whose only job is to serve them. The author was disappointed to find that _______.

A.ones position is used as a gauge to measure ones intelligence

B.talented people like her should fail to get a respectable job

C.ones occupation affects the way one is treated as a person

D.professionals tend to look down upon manual workers

carrier was hit by a passing vehicle and the damage was so bad it had to be written off. No problem, I thought: well buy another. But the insurance payout didnt even begin to cover the costs of buying a new car—I worked out that, with the loan wed need plus petrol, insurance, parking permits and tax, we could easily be looking at around ￡600 a month. And thats when I had my fancy idea. Why not just give up having a car at all？ The more I thought about it, the more sensible it seemed. I live in London. We have a railway station behind our house, a tube station 10 minutes walk away, and a bus stop at the end of the street. A new car club had just opened in our area, and one of its shiny little red Peugeots was parked nearby If any family in Britain could live without a car, I reasoned, then surely we were that family？ But my new car-free passion, sadly, wasnt shared by my family. My teenage daughters were horrified. What would their friends think about our family being "too poor to afford a car"？(I wasnt that bothered what they thought, and I suggested the girls could take the same approach.) My friends, too, were astonished at our plan. What would happen if someone got seriously ill overnight and needed to go to hospital？(an ambulance？)How would the children get to and from their many events？(buses and trains？)People smiled indulgently, as though this was another of my mad ideas, before saying they were sure Id soon realize that a car wasnt a luxury, it was a necessity. Eight months on, I wonder whether well ever own a car again. The idea that you "have" to own a car, especially if you live in a city, is all in the mind. I live— and many other city-dwellers do too—in a community that has never been better served by public transport, and yet car ownership has never been higher. We worry about rising car costs, but wed be better off asking something much more basic. Do I really need a car？ The answer turned out to be no, and Im a lot richer because I dared to ask the question.

The author decided to live a car-free life______.

A．after his car was damaged beyond repair

B．after he was hurt in a terrible car accident

C．because public transport was easily accessible

D．because the traffic jam was too much for him

A、Like women in English novels who walk the moors with their loyal dogs racing at a respectful distance.

B、… I heard the soft-voiced Mrs. Flowers and the textured voice of my grandmother merging and melting.

C、… and my image of her would have been shattered like the unmendable Humpty-Dumpty.

D、Through the cloth film, I saw the shadow approach.

A.Im=√2I;

B.Im=√2I/2;

C.Im=I;

D.Im=√3I。