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______, I seated him in an armchair.
A．The child was completely exhausted
B．The child being completely exhausted
C．The child was exhausting completely
D．The child to be completely exhausted
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The man seated behind the table muttered irritably, blaming himself for not having ever learned how to ask the right question, how to get a conversation going, and why it was that his question, full of explanations, and sometimes of annoyance, weren't effective. He puffed at his cigarette as he enquired in exasperation, "What' s your wife' s name？" The old man at once replied, "Zeinab Mohamed." The man seated behind the table began flipping through the pages of the thick ledger; each time he turned over a page there was a loud noise that was heard by everyone in the waiting room. He went on flipping through the pages of his ledger, pursing his lips listlessly, then nervously, as he kept bringing the ledger close to his face until finally he said, "Your wife came in here the day before yesterday？" The old man in relief at once answered, "Yes, sir, when her heart came to a stop." Once again irritated, the man seated behind the table mumbled to himself, "Had her heart stopped she wouldn't be here, neither would you." With his eyes still on the ledger, he said, "She' s in Ward 4, but it' s not permitted for you to enter her ward because there are other women there." Yawning, he called to the nurse leaning against the wall. She came forward, in her hand a paper cup from which she was drinking. Motioning with his head to the man, he said, "Ward Number 4 -Zeinab Mohamed." The nurse walked ahead, without raising her mouth from the cup. The old man asked himself how it was that this woman worked in a hospital that was crammed with men, even though she spoke Arabic. Having arrived at the ward, the nurse left him outside after telling him to wait; then, after a while, she came out and said to him, "There are two women called Zeinab Mohamed. One of them, though, has only one eye. Which one is your wife so that I can call her？"
The old man was thrown into confusion. One eye？ How am I to know？ He tried to recall what his wife Zeinab looked like, with her long gown and black headdress, the veil, and sometimes the black covering enveloping her face and sometimes removed and lying on her neck. He could picture her as she walked and sat, chewing a morsel and then taking it out of her mouth so as to place it in that of her first-born. Her children. One eye. How am 1 to know？ tie could picture her stretched out on the bed, her eyes closed. The old man was thrown into confusion and found himself saying, "When I call her, she'll know my voice." The nurse doubted whether he was in fact visiting his wife; however, giving him another glance; she laughed at her suspicions and asked him, "How long have the two of you been married？ Again, he was confused as he said, ' Allah knows best — thirty, forty years ..."
What does the title of the passage "The Unseeing Eye" suggest？
A．The old man had very poor vision.
B．The old man' s wife had an eye problem.
C．The old man failed to see what be should have seen.
D．The old man' s wife was not easy to recognize.
It was the night before the composition was due. As I looked at the list of topics(题目), "The Art of Eating Spaghetti (意大利面条) "caught my eyes. The word "spaghetti" brought back the【21】of an evening at Uncle Alien's in Belleville【22】all of us were seated around the table and Aunt Pat【23】spaghetti, for supper. Spaghetti was an exotic (外来的) treat in【24】days. Never had I eaten spaghetti, and【25】of the grown-ups had enough experience to be good at it. What laughing【26】we had about the socially respectable method for moving spaghetti from plate to mouth.【27】,I wanted to write about that, but I wanted to【28】it down simply for my own【29】, not for Mr. Fleagle, my composition teacher. As for him, I would write something else.
When I finished it the night was half gone and there was no【30】left to write a proper composition for Mr. Fleagle. There was no choice next morning but to hand in my work. Two days passed before Mr. Fleagle returned the【31】papers. He said, "Now, class, I want to read you a composition, 'The Art of Eating Spaghetti'."
My words! He was reading my words out【32】to the whole class.【33】laughed, then the whole class was laughing with open-hearted enjoyment. I did my best not to show【34】, but what I was feeling was pure happiness, for my words had the power to make people【35】.
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A．memory
B．thought
C．knowledge
D．experience
When I ______ , the party started.
A．seated
B．was seating
C．was seated
D．had seated
As I sit at my desk and observe the frenzied play of these children who are working so hard at being children, I see a small boy to my right. What catches my eye is that he is standing in the area of the soccer goal, by himself, looking down at his shoes. He picks at his navy blue sweat jacket, pulling the string ties back and forth through the casing. He stubs his Nike'd tennis shoe in the dirt, again, and again, and again. I see his lips move--he seems to be talking to himself, all alone, oblivious to the world around him. There are children at play in the background, plenty to team up with, yet he stands idle, off to himself.
Watching him, I begin to fantasize about his melancholy. Is he an only child of working parents who are so busy with their own lives they don't have time for him？ Or is he one of several children, caught in the stampede of family life, getting trampled on by the older children as they pass him up, and pulled down by the younger siblings as they compete with him. Is he loved or abused？ Smart or slow to learn？ What does he think about when he's by himself？ What are his dreams？ His fears？ Is he a new child, too shy to make friends？ Or is he a victim of the cruelties of child's play？
Days of my own childhood come flooding back to me. Remembering the days when I felt as he must be feeling now, so alone. As an adult, I can still feel that sometime hollowness. I understand these feelings even less than I did when I was his age. I ache for this small child that bas so much to learn and experience, as much potential for pain in his future as happiness. I want to reach out to him, wrap my arms around him and tell him that it's ok, he's not alone, that I care, as will so many others in his life to come. I want to assure him that it's alright to feel the way he does, but that it gets better and he must look to the good things, to learn from his experiences. I want to give him all the answers to all the questions that no one ever gets until they don't need to know anymore.
I find myself rising from behind my desk, mesmerized by the little form. before me. I walk towards the window, my eyes not budging front their goal. He's still plowing the earth with the toe of his shoe, talking away to whatever has a moment to listen. My eyes fill with tears--I can't bear this pain any more. I reach out for the window frame, leaning into it in weariness of a life hard fought, knowing of the battle he has yet to face...
Out of the window, the author can see the following EXCEPT ______.
A．a playground
B．middle school students
C．playing equipment
D．plants
Hardly had I ______ when the play began.
A) seated B) been sat C) sitted D) been seated
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Calvin Coolidge(1 872--1 933)was the thirtieth president of the United States．
He looked down on a Derson as being unworthy of respect who was too fond of talking about the details of other people’S actions and private lives——he had no time for small talk．The following two incidents clearly show how Coolidge treasured silence．
When he was vice-president，Coolidge had plenty of opportunity to participate in Washington，s social life，especially the many dinner parties．Because of his complete disregard for the art of conversation，he couldn’t exactly make himself dear to his hostesses．One lady felt she could SOlVe this problem．She placed him next to Alice Roosevelt Longworth，daughter of the former President Theodore Roosevelt．Mrs．Longworth，brilliant conversationalist，began to talk in her usual charming manner，but all attempts to awake interest on the part of vice-presi-dent were unproductive．Firrally．being shamed into annoyance，she said，“I am sure that going to as many dinners as you d0，you must get terribly bored．”Without lifting his eyes from his plate．Coolidge said not very．clearly，“Well，a man has to eat somewhere．”
Later，when he was president and once again at a dinner party，Coolidge was seated next to an outstanding society woman，one of those people who seem to take delight in trying to change the lives of everyone they meet．“0h，Mr．President，”she spoke with too much enthu-siasm“you are always so quiet，I made a bet today that l could get more than two words out of you．”In anger．the president made a low，rough sound and then said，“You lose．”
President Coolidge considered those people as being unworthy of respect__________ ． 查看材料
A.who talked much about himself
B.who never talked about anything serious
C.who told him a lie’
D.who enjoyed talking about the affairs of others
A.Sit
B.Seated
C.seating
D.sat
at the observation window, I can enjoy a birdeye view of the city.
[A] Seating
[B] Seated
[C] To sit
[D] Sitting down
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