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If only we had seen through his plots earlier,we ____________ .(trap)
如果我们早点识破他的阴谋就好了，要不然我们就不会陷入麻烦之中了。
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()we’d arrived there we had a wonderful time.
A、only
B、once
C、one time
D、one more
Researchers from Yale and the University of Connecticut followed 600 middle-schoolstudents as they developed from fifth to seventh grade, nothing their weight and if they had zerobreakfast, breakfast either at home or at school, or breakfast in both places. They found thatweight gain among second-breakfast eaters was no different from the average gain seen amongall students. Children who didn ’t eat breakfast, or ate it only sometimes, were more likely to beoverweight than double-breakfasters. It should be noted that only about one in ten children inthe study ate two breakfasts.
The study wasn’t designed to figure out why this might be true, but the researchers havesome theories: that people who don ’t eat breakfast (or any meal) might overeat later in the day,and that as people become obese, they tend to reduce calories （热量） by having no breakfast.
Yes, school breakfasts are more like a healthy snack（零食） than a full meal, and growingteens can eat a large amount of food. But if you ’re still not eating breakfast because you think itgives you more colories, you are not only mistaken, but you are also missing out one of life ’s greatpleasures.
What do we know about the research according to Paragraph 1？
A.It was about the effect of dinner on weight gain.
B.Its result was opposite to the author’s opinion.
C.It was done on overweight school children.
D.Its result might also be true of adults.
Which of the following is true according to Paragraph 2？A.About 90% of the children in the study had two breakfasts a day.
B.About 90% of the children in the study had one breakfast a day.
C.About 10% of the children in the study had two breakfasts a day.
D.About 10% of the children in the study had no breakfast at all.
What does the underlined word obese mean in Paragraph 3？A.Overweight.
B.Strong.
C.Tall.
D.Hungry.
According to the researchers, some people don’t eat breakfast because _____.A.they have no time
B.they prefer snacks
C.they want to keep fit
D.they want to eat more at lunch
What is the best title of this passage？A.Breakfast and School Performance
B.Breakfast and Weight Gain
C.Breakfast and Life Pleasure
D.Breakfast and Snacks
听力原文：W: I haven't seen Mike for years. How is he getting along？
M:I came across him in the street only yesterday and he told me that he was having trouble with his new business.
W: He has set up another business？ I knew nothing about it.
M: He managed a shop last year selling sport clothes but it soon went bankrupt. So he changed his mind.
W: What is he doing now？
M: He is managing a bar. And this is also in a pretty bad stale.
W: Sorry to hear that, but that should be what he's good at.
M: Yes. But he was fined and threatened to close the bar.
W: What went wrong？
M: He's only licensed to sell beer, but he sold hard drinks.
W: He should have minded his steps. But that shouldn't be the reason for...
M: Well... He has had several other setbacks, too.
W: Misfortunes never come alone. What setbacks？
M: The people around him did not support him. Some even tried to play down him.
W: They are jealous, aren't they？
M: Worse than that. Some people even tried to encourage him against his wife, because she wants him to give up the business.
W: I can't believe that.
M: And Mike was in a ruined mood.
W: Let's go and have a good talk with Mike's wife. We need to persuade her to support him.
M: You've taken the words put of my mouth.
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A．In a shop today.
B．In a street today.
C．In the street yesterday.
D．In a shop yesterday.
We had a marvelous holiday; only the last two days were slightly ______by the weather.
A．damaged
B．hurt
C．destroyed
D．spoiled
Only after the storm was over______.
A．could we start off
B．we could start off
C．had we started off
D．we had started off
Only when we came back home, ______that my watch was missing.
A．did I find
B．I found
C．I had found
D．Had I found
Woman: I'm sorry. If I had known you were interested in that sort of thing I would have told you when it was going to be on.
Question: What does the woman imply？
A．She didn't watch the program.
B．She is not usually interested in watching documentaries.
C．She doesn't have time to help the man with his project.
D．She knew that the program was being shown.
In the fall of 1924 Thomas Wolfe， fresh from his courses in play writing at Harvard joined the eight or
ten of us who were teaching English composition in New York University. I had never before seen a man
so tall as he， and so ugly. I pitied him and went out of my way to help him with his work and make him
feel at home.
His students soon let me know that he had no need of my protectiveness. They spoke of his ability to
explain a poem in such a manner as to have them shouting with laughter or struggling to keep back
their tears， of his readiness to quote in detail from any poet they could name.
Indeed， his students made so much of his power of observation that I decided to make a little test and
see for myself. My chance came one morning when the students were slowly gathering for nine o‘clock
classes.
Upon arriving at the university that day， I found Wolfe alone in the large room which served all the
English composition teachers as an office. He did not say anything when I asked him to come
with me out into the hall， and he only smiled when we reached a classroom door and I told him
to enter alone and look around.
He stepped in， remained no more than thirty seconds and then came out. “Tell me what you see.”
I said as I took his place in the room， leaving him in the hall with his back to the door. Without the
least hesitation and without a single error， he gave the number of seats in the room， pointed out
those which were taken by boys and those occupied by girls， named the colors each student was
wearing， pointed out the Latin verb written on the blackboard， spoke of the chalk marks which the
cleaner had failed to wash from the floor， and pictured in detail the view of Washington Square from
the window.
As I rejoined Wolfe， I was speechless with surprise. He， on the contrary， was wholly calm as he
said， “The worst thing about it is that I‘ll remember it all.”
What is the passage mainly discussing？
A. Thomas Wolfe‘s teaching work.
B. Thomas Wolfe‘s course in playwriting.
C. Thomas Wolfe‘s ability of explaining.
D. Thomas Wolfe‘s genius.
"We're more than halfway (中途) now; it's only two miles farther to the tavern (客栈) ," said the driver.
"I'm glad of that," answered the stranger, in a more sympathetic way. He meant to say more but the east wind blew clear down a man's throat if he tried to speak. The girl's voice was quite attractive; however, later he spoke again.
"You don't feel the cold so much at twenty below zero in the Western country. There isn't such damp chill (潮冷)", he said, and then it seemed as if he had blamed the uncomplaining young driver. She had not even said that it was a bad day, and he began to be conscious of a warm hopefulness of spirit, and sense of pleasant adventure under all the woolen scarves.
"You'll have a cold drive going back," he said anxiously, and put up his hand for the twentieth time to see if his coat collar was as close to the back of his neck as possible.
"I shall not have to go back!" cried the girl, with eager pleasantness. "I'm on my way home now. I drove over early just to meet you at the train. We had word that someone was coming to the tavern."
How far was the drive from the train to the tavern？
A．One mile.
B．About four miles.
C．Two miles.
D．Less than four miles.
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.
