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Passage Four I was a freshman in college when I met the Whites. They were completely different from my own family, yet I felt at home with them immediately. Jane White and I became friends at school, and her family welcomed me like a long-lost cousin. In my family, it was always important to place blame when anything bad happened. "Who did this" my mother would scream about a dirty kitchen. "This is all your fault, Katharine," my father would insist when the cat got out or the dishwasher broke. From the time we were little, my sister, brothers and I told on each other. We set a place for blame at the dinner table. But the Whites didn’t worry about who had done what. They picked up the pieces and moved on with their lives. The beauty of this was driven home to me the summer Jane died. In July, the White sisters and I decided to take a car trip from their home in Florida to New York. The two older sisters, Sarah and Jane, were college students, and the youngest, Amy, had recently turned sixteen. Proud of having a new driver’s license, Amy was excited about practicing her driving on the trip. She showed off her license to everyone she met. The big sisters shared the driving of Sarah’s new car during the first part of the trip, but when they reached less crowded areas, they let Amy take over. Somewhere in South Carolina, we pulled off the highway to eat. After lunch, Amy got behind the wheel. She came to a crossroads with a stop sign. Whether she was nervous or just didn’t see the sign no one would ever know, but Amy continued into the crossroads without stopping. The driver of a large truck, unable to stop in time, ran into our car. Jane was killed immediately. I was slightly injured. The most difficult thing that I’ve ever done was to call the Whites to tell them about the accident and that Jane had died. Painful as it was for me to lose a good friend, I knew that it was far worse for them to lose a child. When Mr. and Mrs. White arrived at the hospital, they found their two daughters sharing a room. Sarah had a few cuts on the head; Amy’s leg was broken. They hugged us all and cried tears of sadness and of joy at seeing their daughters. They wiped away the girls’ tears and made a few jokes at Amy as she learned to use her crutches. To both of their daughters, and especially to Amy, over and over they simply said, "We’re so glad that you’re alive." I was astonished. No blame. No accusations. Later, I asked the Whites why they never talked about the fact that Amy was driving and had run a stop sign. Mrs. White said, "Jane’s gone, and we miss her terribly. Nothing we say or do will ever bring her back. But Amy has her whole life ahead of her. How can she lead a full and happy life if she feels we blame her for her sister’s death" They were right. Amy graduated from the University of California and got married several years ago. She works as a teacher of learning-disabled students. She’s also a mother of two little girls of her own, the elder one named Jane. The Whites did not blame Amy for Jane’s death because ______.

A. they didn’t want Amy to feel ashamed and sorry for the rest of her life
B. Amy was badly injured herself and they didn’t want to add to her pain
C. they didn’t want to blame their children in front of others
D. Amy was their youngest daughter and they loved her best

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Directions: There are 10 blanks in the following passage. For each numbered blank, there are 4 choices marked A, B, C and D. One man was to meet his wife downtown and spend some time shopping with her. He waited (76) for 15 minutes. Then he waited impatiently for 15 minutes more. After that, he became (77) . When he saw a photograph booth nearby, he had (78) . He wore the most unhappy expression he could manage, which was not (79) in the situation. In a few moments, he was holding four small prints that (80) even him. He wrote his wife’s name on the back of the photo and handed them to a (81) behind the desk in the booth. " (82) you see a small, dark lady with brown eyes and an apologetic expression, obviously (83) someone, would you please give her this" he said. He then (84) his office in Morrison Building, (85) that if a picture is worth a thousand words, then the four photos must be a good lecture! He sat down with a smile.

A. a question
B. a reason
C. an opinion
D. an idea

Directions: There are 10 blanks in the following passage. For each numbered blank, there are 4 choices marked A, B, C and D. One man was to meet his wife downtown and spend some time shopping with her. He waited (76) for 15 minutes. Then he waited impatiently for 15 minutes more. After that, he became (77) . When he saw a photograph booth nearby, he had (78) . He wore the most unhappy expression he could manage, which was not (79) in the situation. In a few moments, he was holding four small prints that (80) even him. He wrote his wife’s name on the back of the photo and handed them to a (81) behind the desk in the booth. " (82) you see a small, dark lady with brown eyes and an apologetic expression, obviously (83) someone, would you please give her this" he said. He then (84) his office in Morrison Building, (85) that if a picture is worth a thousand words, then the four photos must be a good lecture! He sat down with a smile.

A. serious
B. difficult
C. regular
D. convenient

Passage Four I was a freshman in college when I met the Whites. They were completely different from my own family, yet I felt at home with them immediately. Jane White and I became friends at school, and her family welcomed me like a long-lost cousin. In my family, it was always important to place blame when anything bad happened. "Who did this" my mother would scream about a dirty kitchen. "This is all your fault, Katharine," my father would insist when the cat got out or the dishwasher broke. From the time we were little, my sister, brothers and I told on each other. We set a place for blame at the dinner table. But the Whites didn’t worry about who had done what. They picked up the pieces and moved on with their lives. The beauty of this was driven home to me the summer Jane died. In July, the White sisters and I decided to take a car trip from their home in Florida to New York. The two older sisters, Sarah and Jane, were college students, and the youngest, Amy, had recently turned sixteen. Proud of having a new driver’s license, Amy was excited about practicing her driving on the trip. She showed off her license to everyone she met. The big sisters shared the driving of Sarah’s new car during the first part of the trip, but when they reached less crowded areas, they let Amy take over. Somewhere in South Carolina, we pulled off the highway to eat. After lunch, Amy got behind the wheel. She came to a crossroads with a stop sign. Whether she was nervous or just didn’t see the sign no one would ever know, but Amy continued into the crossroads without stopping. The driver of a large truck, unable to stop in time, ran into our car. Jane was killed immediately. I was slightly injured. The most difficult thing that I’ve ever done was to call the Whites to tell them about the accident and that Jane had died. Painful as it was for me to lose a good friend, I knew that it was far worse for them to lose a child. When Mr. and Mrs. White arrived at the hospital, they found their two daughters sharing a room. Sarah had a few cuts on the head; Amy’s leg was broken. They hugged us all and cried tears of sadness and of joy at seeing their daughters. They wiped away the girls’ tears and made a few jokes at Amy as she learned to use her crutches. To both of their daughters, and especially to Amy, over and over they simply said, "We’re so glad that you’re alive." I was astonished. No blame. No accusations. Later, I asked the Whites why they never talked about the fact that Amy was driving and had run a stop sign. Mrs. White said, "Jane’s gone, and we miss her terribly. Nothing we say or do will ever bring her back. But Amy has her whole life ahead of her. How can she lead a full and happy life if she feels we blame her for her sister’s death" They were right. Amy graduated from the University of California and got married several years ago. She works as a teacher of learning-disabled students. She’s also a mother of two little girls of her own, the elder one named Jane. How did the accident occur

Amy didn’t stop at a crossroads and a truck hit their car.
B. Amy didn’t know what to do when she saw the stop sign.
C. Amy didn’t slow down so their car ran into a truck.
D. Amy didn’t get off the highway at a crossroads.

Directions: There are 4 passages in this part. Each of the passages is followed by 5 questions or unfinished statements. For each of them there are 4 choices marked A, B, C and D.Passage One One of Britain’s bravest women told yesterday how she helped to catch suspected (可疑的) police killer David Bieber, and was thanked with flowers by the police. It was also said that she could be in line for a share of up to the £30,000 reward money. Vicki Brown, 30, played a very important role in ending the nationwide manhunt. Vicki, who has worked at the Royal Hotel for four years, told of her terrible experience when she had to steal into Bieber’s bedroom and to watch him secretly. Then she waited alone for three hours while armed police prepared to storm the building. She said: "I was very nervous. But when I opened the hotel door and saw 20 armed policemen lined up in the car park I was so glad they were there. " The alarm had been raised because Vicki became suspicious (怀疑) of the guest who checked in at 3 pm the day before New Year’s Eve with little luggage and wearing sunglasses and a hat pulled down over his face. She said: "He didn’t seem to want to talk too much and make any eye contact (接触)." Vicki, the only employee on duty, called her boss Margaret, 64, and husband Stan McKale, 65, who phoned the police at 11 pm. Officers from Northumbria Police called Vicki at the hotel in Dunston, Gateshead, at about 11:30 pm to make sure that this was the wanted man. Then they kept in touch by phoning Vicki every 15 minutes. "It was about ten past two in the morning when the phone went again and a policeman said ’Would you go and make yourself known to the armed officers outside’ My heart missed a beat." Vicki quietly showed eight armed officers through passages and staircases to the top floor room and handed over the key. "I realized that my bedroom window overlooks that part of the hotel, so I went to watch. I could not see into the man’s room, but I could see the passage. The police kept shouting at the man to come out with his hands showing. Then suddenly he must have come out because they shouted for him to lie down while he was handcuffed (戴上手铐)." Vicki’s heart missed a beat because ______.

A. the phone went again
B. she would be famous
C. the policemen had already arrived
D. she saw 20 policemen in the car park

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