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Many parents, teachers, and community leaders are eager for some sign of a decline in drug use among teenagers that it’s worth citing a recent survey by the Partnership for a Drug-Free America.This group’s polls show drug are gradually losing their aura of "coolness" and acceptability. The statistical declines are hardly startling-40 percent of teens surveyed saying that really cool kids don’t use drugs, compared with 35 percent a year ago; experimentation with marijuana is down to 41 percent, from 44 percent in 1997.A few more kids are trying to talk friends out of using drugs. More are saying they couldn’t be talked into it. Considerably more say they’re aware of antidrug messages in the media.Skeptics are prone to sneer at such findings. They point to continued high drug use generally. But changes in attitudes toward drugs shouldn’t be discounted. Altered attitudes lead to altered behavior, as shown by dropping cigarette use among youths in states making a consistent effort to discourage smoking.Perhaps most importantly, anti-addiction drives-whether against drugs, tobacco, or alcohol-have to credit the people they want to stay with intelligence and common sense. Those faculties may need to be awakened, Kids, and adults for that matter, have to be moved to the question, " Do I really want to do this to myself" and, "Do I want to set this example for others"Helping young people towards the right answers early is at the heart of the country’s against drugs. The ads being aired as part of the government’s National Youth Anti-Media Campaign have their part to play. So, citically, do parents and other influential adults. It’s encouraging that an increased proportion of teens surveyed (50 percent versus 27 percent last year) said their parents had informed them of the dangers of drugs.The glimpses of hope seen in this survey and other recent ones demand diligent follow-up. Reducing demand is the most critical front in the drug "war".Among youths, whether urban, suburban, or rural, that means education, with an emphasis on moral reasoning-making decisions that help oneself and others. The recent group polls show ().
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In the following article some paragraphs have been removed. For Questions 66～70, choose the most suitable paragraph from the list A～F to fit into each of the numbered gaps. There is one paragraph which does not fit in any of the gaps. Mark your answers on ANSWER SHEET1.Over breakfast Florian loan Wells, a 33-year-old aerospace engineer, and Craig Parsley, a 25-year-old environmental technician, discussed their plan for that day, May 14, 1983. They were going to climb one of Mt. Garfield’s western peaks, a minor if perilous crag in the Cascade Range east of Seattle. For them it was a routine climb, and neither had bothered to pinpoint for his wife where he would be.When they reached the mountain, the sky was cloudy and the temperature was 34 degree Fahrenheit. Conditions weren’t ideal, but the men decided to continue on, hoping the weather would hold.It was 8 a. m. when they started for the 4896-foot-high summit.66. ______ .All morning, they took turns leading. The pitch of the granite face averaged 70 degrees, about the steepness of a ladder placed against a house.It began to rain-a few drops at first, then a steady downpour. Florian was troubled; if the rain continued, they would have to turn back. It was 11 a. m. , and they were about halfway up the face.67. ______ .Thrown off balance, Florian screamed, "Watch out ! "Then he fell backward, head down, scraping and bumping against the rock. Instinctively he rotated, feet down, fumbling for something to grab.Craig saw his friend slip back and heard his yell. As Florian dropped twice the length of the rope between the two of them, about 120 feet, Craig braced himself. "I’m going to have to absorb one whale of a pull when i stop him," he thought. Then the rope tightened with a bornjarring wrench and yanked Craig off the rock face. Hurtling forward on his belly, Craig tried to stop himself with his hands, tearing skin from his palms.68. ______ .Like Florian, Craig turned his body to a feet-down position. He slammed into a small ledge, which spun him around like a rag doll. Crashing forward headfirst again, he clutched frantically at anything that interrupted the smooth rock face, pulling several fingers out of their sockets.Florian, too, was desperately trying to find a way to stop his fall. He caught a narrow ledge with his right foot, but the leg bent uselessly beneath him. Looking beyond his dangling feet, he saw a 500-foot vertical drop ending in a small pool. Florian closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable yank, when Craig’s plunging body would pull him from his position to go screaming into the abyss.69. ______ .Craig has grabbed a finger-size twig sticking out of the rock face. Hanging by his right arm, he felt a wave of pain sweep over him and realized that his shoulder was broken. Craig grabbed a piton with his left hand, set it in a mossfilled crack and drove it to the jilt with his hammer.Meanwhile, Florian had hauled himself onto his ledge. Wedging himself in place with one arm and leg, he fumbled some jam huts from his harness and secured them in small cracks. The two climbers were safe, temporarily. Yet they clung to the lip of a sheer drop, a 50-story fall to certain death.70. ______ .Craig slid down the ripe to Florian, and it was then Florian found out that his partner’s injuries were worse than his own. Craig’s shoulder was broken and his right wrist and both ankles were fractured.The situation looked bleak. It was raining and temperatures would fall below freezing that night. Their wives did not expect them back until much later and did not know their location. If the climbers stayed on the rock face, they would die from exposure or blood loss."I’m going down," Florian told Craig. "When I get to the truck, I’ll use the CR radio to call for help. "A. But the lethal tug never came. Instead there was silence followed by an anguished yell, Looking up, he saw Craig dangling by one arm from a small ledge.B. Craig took the lead. Seeking out tiny cracks and crevices in which to wedge his fingers and the toes of his climbing shoes, he worked his way 165 feet up the length of his rope. Then he planted some pitons-large, flat nails with eyelets-in a crack, secured his rope through them and told Florian to start climbing.C. Florian fastened his rope around his waist, and Craig lowered him the length of the rope. But to reach the bottom of the cliff, Florian had to make six long rappels. With one end of his rope belayed through a piton and the other wrapped around his body, he pushed off.D. Florian was leading, clinging to the wall 60 feet above Craig. In a crack at about shoulder height he planted a No. 2 jam nut. Properly anchored, the nut holds 500 pounds, but Florian didn’t like the look of the crack it was in. He bent down to. plant a larger No. 3 in, a better crack near his feet. As he did, he heard a "pop. " The No. 2 nut had torn loose.E. Florian now felt a pain in his fight leg. A jagged bone poked through his shoe. "My leg is broken," he cried to Craig.F. Now Florian was again sliding down the rock, barely touching it, a terrifying speed. "I wonder if it’s going to hurt to die," he thought. 66().
My father was a very intelligent man. He got his college degree in mathematics and physics, meaning he had a very cognitive reasoning sense. He was logical. He belonged to Mensa, the organization comprised of the people with the highest IQs in the world, I can remember as a child some of the questions that dad would pose to my brothers and me that came from assorted Mensa tests. I entered college in 1971, at the University of Kentucky. I attended in part due to a music scholarship, but pissed it away by not applying myself. I was sure that dad was the most upset father. I didn’t finish school. I was too young to realize what a college degree could bring me. I transferred to a college close to home for my second year, but it was no use. As the years went by, Dad didn’t hesitate to remind me that I was never too old to go back to college. I never listened to him. I was married, had a young child, and was busy living my own life. Finally, in the spring of 1986, when I had just turned 33, and dad was a few months short of 53, I decided to go back to college. I really don’t know what it was that made me finally decide to go back. Maybe it was driving a truck for a living, maybe it was having a daughter just starting school herself and maybe it was dad’s constant reminders. Whatever it was, I decided to go back. During the enrollment process, my transcripts were scrutinized by the dean of admissions. He told me, upon reviewing my transcripts, that I didn’t show the "mental aptitude" to attend West Virginia State. I explained to him that, at that time, I was a young, immature man, wasting my parents’ money. Now I was an adult, and spending my own money, and I had every intention to do as well as possible. Finally, he told me that my enrollment was accepted under the provision that there was fine with me for my poor transcripts. What was the man’s response to his father’s repeated reminding()
The United States has hosted the Olympic Games a record eight times. St. Louis, Los Angeles (twice) and Atlanta have been the sites of the summer Games while Lake Placid (twice). Squaw Valley and Salt Lake City in 2002 have welcome the winter Games.Ten U. S. cities have entered the process to become the candidate city for the 2010 Olympic Games which will be selected by the U. S. Olympic Committee Board of directors. The U. S. city will then face competition from around the world with the International Olympic Committee making the final decision.The 10 cities have until the spring of 2000 to prepare their final bids for the USOC. Following site evaluations and the XLXth Olympic Winter Games in Salt Lake City, Utah (Feb. 8-24,2002), the U. S. Olympic candidate city will be elected in the fall of 2002 at the USOC’s Board of Direction meeting. The closing date for all worldwide candidate cities to submit bids to the International Olympic will be in the winter of 2003. The IOC will then select the 2010 host city in the fall of 2005."Our work can begin in the fall of 2002, allowing us to have a great bid and saving bid cities a tremendous amount of money by shortening the expensive international campaign," said Anita DeFrantz, an IOC vice president.The U. S. Olympic Committee is also in the process of identifying a U. S. candidate city for the 2007 "Pan American Games. "The United States has previously hosted this event for countries in North, Central and South America in Chicago(1959) and Indianapolis(1987).The timeline approved by the USOC Board for the cities registered and bidding to become the U. S. candidate city for the 2007 Pan American Games-Houston; Raleigh, N.C. ; San Antonio, Texas; and south Florida-calls for each city’s final bids to be submitted to the USOC by September 1998. Following site evaluations, the USOC Board will select the USA’s 2007 bid city in the spring of 1999. The Pan American Sports Organization (PASO) will select the host city in 2002.USOC Executive Director Dick Schuhz explained that the USOC’s objectives in setting up the timelines for the bid cities were: to maintain focus on the mission, pursue strategic initiatives, complete the Pan American Games bids before the Olympic Games bids, complete the Salt Lake City Olympic Winter Games and effort, and to then launch an international bid off the success of Salt Lake City. Year 2003 is the time for ().
My father was a very intelligent man. He got his college degree in mathematics and physics, meaning he had a very cognitive reasoning sense. He was logical. He belonged to Mensa, the organization comprised of the people with the highest IQs in the world, I can remember as a child some of the questions that dad would pose to my brothers and me that came from assorted Mensa tests. I entered college in 1971, at the University of Kentucky. I attended in part due to a music scholarship, but pissed it away by not applying myself. I was sure that dad was the most upset father. I didn’t finish school. I was too young to realize what a college degree could bring me. I transferred to a college close to home for my second year, but it was no use. As the years went by, Dad didn’t hesitate to remind me that I was never too old to go back to college. I never listened to him. I was married, had a young child, and was busy living my own life. Finally, in the spring of 1986, when I had just turned 33, and dad was a few months short of 53, I decided to go back to college. I really don’t know what it was that made me finally decide to go back. Maybe it was driving a truck for a living, maybe it was having a daughter just starting school herself and maybe it was dad’s constant reminders. Whatever it was, I decided to go back. During the enrollment process, my transcripts were scrutinized by the dean of admissions. He told me, upon reviewing my transcripts, that I didn’t show the "mental aptitude" to attend West Virginia State. I explained to him that, at that time, I was a young, immature man, wasting my parents’ money. Now I was an adult, and spending my own money, and I had every intention to do as well as possible. Finally, he told me that my enrollment was accepted under the provision that there was fine with me for my poor transcripts. What can be concluded from the text()
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