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—— ____—— He's Mr. Jones（）
A.Who's that father
B.Who's that woman
C.Who's that man
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C、Who's that man
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A.Who's that father
B.Who's that woman
C.Who's that man
答案
C、Who's that man
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A．pull through
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C．pull back
D．pull out
Mr. Scrushy made donations to the black groups probably because ________.
A. he had close relations with Birmingham's African-American population
B. he wanted the church to set up more buildings
C. he was very benevolent
D. he wanted to get support from the blacks in his trial
Curtis: Who do you think is the murderer in this story？
Greg:I think it's Mr. Johnson, because he was in the house at the time of the murder.
Curtis: No, __________
A． you never know.
B． but you may be mistaken.
C． but you are on the right track.
D． I don't know either.
Ms. Cobb: Thank you. __________
A． He would be happy to meet you.
B． He had a very bad cold.
C． I'll talk to him.
D． I appreciate your concern.
How to Be a Successful Businessperson
Have you ever wondered why some people are successful in business and others are not？ Here's astory about one successful businessperson. He started out washing dishes and today he owns 168 res-taurants.
Zubair Kazi was born in Bhatkal,a small town in southwest India. His dream was to be an airplanepilot,and when he was 16 years old,he learned to fly a small plane.
At the age of 23 and with just a little money in his pocket, Mr. Kazi moved to the United States.He hoped to get a job in the airplane industry in California. Instead, he ended up working for a compa-ny that rented cars.
While Mr. Kazi was working at the car rental(租赁的)company,he frequently ate at a nearby KFCrestaurant. To save money on food,he decided to get a job with KFC. For two months,he worked as acook's assistant. His job was to clean the kitchen and help the cook. "I didn't like it,"Mr,Kazi says,"but I always did the best I could. "
One day, Mr. Kazi's two co-workers failed to come to work. That day,Mr. Kazi did the work of allthree people in the kitchen. This really impressed the owners of the restaurant. A few months later,the owners needed a manager for a new restaurant. They gave the job to Mr. Kazi. He worked hard asthe manager and soon the restaurant was making a profit.
A few years later,Mr. Kazi heard about a restaurant that was losing money. The restaurant wasdirty inside and the food was terrible. Mr. Kazi borrowed money from a bank and bought the restau-rant. For the first six months,Mr. Kazi worked in the restaurant from 8 a. m. t0 10 p. m. ,seven days aweek. He and his wife cleaned up the restaurant,remodeled the front of the building,and improved thecooking. They also tried hard to please the customers. If someone had to wait more than ten minutesfor their food, Mrs. Kazi gave them a free soda. Before long the restaurant was making a profit.
A year later, Mr. Kazi sold his restaurant for a profit. With the money he earned, he bought threemore restaurants that were losing money. Again, he cleaned them up,improved the food,and retrainedthe employees. Before long these restaurants were making a profit,too.
Today Mr. Kazi owns 168 restaurants,but he isn't planning to stop there. He's looking for morepoorly managed restaurants to buy. "I love it when I go to buy a restaurant and find it's a mess, "Mr.Kazi says. "The only way it can go is up. "
When Mr. Kazi was young, his dream was to
A.sell cars
B.own a restaurant
C.become a good cook
D.be an airplane pilot
Mr. Hill works in a bank, and lives alone. The only family he has is in the next town: his sister lives there with her husband, and her son, Jack. Mr. Hill does not see his sister, or her family, from one year to the next, but he sends them Christmas cards, and he has not forgotten one of Jack's seventeen birthdays.
Last week Mr. Hill had quite a surprise. He drove home from the bank at the usual time, driving neither too slowly nor too fast; he parked his car where he always parked it ,out of the way of other cars, and he went inside to make his evening meal. Just then, there was a knock at the door. He opened the door, to find a policeman standing on the door-step.
"What have I done wrong？" Mr. Hill asked himself. "Have I driven on the wrong side of the road？ Has there been some trouble at the bank？ Have I forgotten to pay an important bill？"
"Hello, Uncle," said the policeman, "My name is Jack."
Mr. Hill ______.
A．works in a bank by himself
B．lives in a bank and works by himself
C．lives by himself and works in a bank
D．lives in a bank by himself
After reading the story, you can probably tell which of the following is NOT true？
A. Mr. Green didn't go to the police station until the man got off his car and ran away.
B. Mr. Green would go to the police station as soon as possible.
C. The robber got out of Mr. Green's car at the outskirts of London safely.
D. Mr. Green might not go to the police station unless he was wanted.
Mr. Phanourakis knew no language except his own but, with the self-confidence of a mountain villager, he made his way easily about the ship. When the bell announced the serving of lunch on his first day on board he found the number of his table from the list outside the dining-room and went straight to his table while many of the other passengers crowded helplessly round the chief steward waiting to be told where their tables were.
It was a small table for two. Mr. Phanourakis sat down. After a few minutes his table--companion arrived. "Bon appetit, m’sieur," he murmured politely, as he took the other chair.
Mr. Phanourakis looked at him quickly and then smiled. "Phanourakis," he said, carefully spacing out the Greek syllables.
During the afternoon, one of the ship's officers, who spoke a little Greek, asked Mr. Phanourakis whether he had found any acquaintances on board.
The old man shook his head. "The only person I've met is my table-companion," he said. "I think he's French. His name is Bonappetit."
"That is not a name," said the officer gently. "It is a French expression that means 'good appetite'."
The old man's sons wanted him to go to America ______.
A．to live the rest of his life with them
B．and stay with them for a few years
C．to help them run their restaurant
D．to see how rich they had become
Mr. White lived in a small village(怀特先生住在一个小乡村里). His parents hadn't enough money to send him to school. He had to help them to do something in the fields. But he didn't like to live in the poor place. When he was sixteen, he got to the town and found work in a factory. Three years later he became tall and strong. So he was sent to Africa as a soldier. He stayed there for five years and got some money. Then he came back to England and bought a shop in a small town. No people in the town went to Africa except him. And he hoped they thought he was a famous man and that they could respect him. The children often asked him to tell them some stories and his life in Africa.
One day a few children asked him to tell them something about the animals in Africa. He told them how he fought with the tigers and elephants. His stories surprised them all and some policemen and workers went to listen to him. It made him happier. Just a man who taught geography in a middle school passed there. He stopped to listen to him for a while and then said, "Could you please tell us a rare animal, sir？"
"Certainly," said Mr. Turner. "One day I met a rhinoceros(犀牛) by a river…"
"Please wait a minute, sir," said the man. "There aren't any rhinoceros in Africa at all!"
"It's rare just because there aren't any!"
(1)、Mr. White was born in a farmer's family.
A：T
B：F
(2)、Mr. White hoped to be respected because he was the richest man in their town.
A：T
B：F
(3)、The children often asked him to tell them something interesting because he knew more than any other person in the town.
A：T
B：F
(4)、All people believed Mr. White except the children.
A：T
B：F
(5)、Mr. White wouldn't like to admit that he was wrong.
A：T
B：F
I (21) by Mr. J. Gerald Cowcamper's house one day and was greeted by a rather old looking dog. She was a gentle beast who (22) her tail as she pushed her nose against my hand.
"What's her (23) ？" I asked.
"I call her 'Dog Face'," replied the old (24) .
" (25) do you call her that？" I inquired.
"Isn't it obvious？" asked Mr. Cowcamper.
"Not really."
Mr. Cowcamper cradled the old animal's head in his hands. "If you (26) at just the right angle, you can see that she seems to have a dog's face," he (27) .
"But she is a (28) !" I said.
"Shhhh!" Mr. Cowcamper responded with the loudest whisper I have ever (29) . "Don't let her hear you say that!
I said (30) , because I didn't know what to say.
21 . A. stopped
B. ran
C. went
D. carried
