It was unusually quiet in the emergency room on December 25.
I was the nurse on duty that day. I didn't think there would be any patients. Just then five bodies   1    at my desk, a pale woman and four small children.
“Are you all sick?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said   2   , lowering her head.
But when they described their problems, things got a little strange. Two of the children had headaches, but they didn’t show any    3  of headaches at all. Two children had earaches, but only one could tell me which ear was affected. The mother  4  of a cough but seemed to work to produce it.
I didn't say anything,  5 I explained that they might wait for a little while before a doctor saw her. She answered, “Take your time; it's warm here.”
I checked the chart after another nurse had finished registering(登记) the family. No 6  —they were homeless. The waiting room was warm.
I looked at the family by the Christmas tree. The littlest one was pointing at the television and saying something to her mother. The oldest one was looking at lights on the Christmas tree.
I went back to the nurses' station and mentioned we had a homeless family in the waiting room. The nurses who felt bored with  7  Christmas, turned to compassion((怜悯) for the family just trying to get warm on Christmas. The team went into action. We began to prepare a party for our Christmas  8 . We needed presents. We put together oranges and apples in a basket. We collected from different departments candies, crayons and other things available that could be presents.
   9 , as the family walked to the door to leave, the four-year-old child came running back, gave me a hug and    10 , “Thanks for being our angels today.”

My dad used to say he knew I would be a singer. When I was a baby, I was always singing loudly. Dad was a big sports fan, but he was happy I loved music.
After dinner, Dad would often ask me to sing. He always said I sang I Will Always Love You much better than Whitney Houston!
At every school concert he cheered me on. The look of pride on his face made me happy.
My life was full of concerts, singing lessons and laughter. Though my mum and brothers helped me, they did not share our love for music.
Our lives changed when Dad was told that he had cancer. We always hoped that something would happen and he would get better, but the doctors told us that they could not save him.
About a week before my dad died, he fell into a coma (昏迷). The nurses said even though Dad did not reply, he could still hear me.
The nurses said I should sing him a song. I sang one of our favorites. As I sang, my dad gave a big smile, and clapped (鼓掌).
I will always remember that smile. I was so pleased to know that Dad had heard me sing one more song.
My dad died on May 14, 2000. It was hard to believe: he was so full of life. I don’t know how to say how much I miss him.
Now I have all the memories of him and his beautiful smile deep inside my heart. I will always know that he is listening from his front row seat in heaven.
He used to say: “Sing from your heart.”
My dad has been and will always be my hero.
【小题1】According to the story, Whitney Houston is probably ______.

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It was unusually quiet in the emergency room on December 25. I didn't think there would be any patients, sighing about having to work on Christmas. Just then five bodies   1  at my desk, a pale woman and four children．
"Are you all   2  ?" I asked．
"Yes," she said weakly and lowered her head．
But when they were asked to talk about their problems, things got a little  3 . Two of the children had headaches, but there was no  4  body language of holding the head.; two children had earaches, but only one could tell me which ear was affected. The   5  complained of a cough but seemed to work to produce it．
Something was wrong. I didn't say anything but   6 that it might be a little while   7  a doctor could see her. She  8 , "Take your time; it's warm in here．" 
Then, I checked their chart. No address—they were homeless. The waiting room was warm. 
I went back to the nurses' station and mentioned we had a   9  family in the waiting room. The nurses went into action immediately, much as we do when there's a   10  emergency. But this was a Christmas emergency． 
We were all   11  a free meal on Christmas Day, so we claimed that meal and prepared a big dinner for our guests .We needed presents. We  12  from different departments candies, fruits and other things  13 that could be presents. Our team worked to meet the needs of a family who just wanted to be  14  on Christmas．
Later, as the family walked to the door to  15  , the four-year-old boy came running back, gave me a hug and whispered．"Thanks for being our angels today."

It was unusually quiet in the emergency room on December 25.

I was the nurse on duty that day. I didn't think there would be any patients. Just then five bodies   1    at my desk, a pale woman and four small children.

“Are you all sick?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said   2   , lowering her head.

But when they described their problems, things got a little strange. Two of the children had headaches, but they didn’t show any    3  of headaches at all. Two children had earaches, but only one could tell me which ear was affected. The mother  4  of a cough but seemed to work to produce it.

I didn't say anything,  5 I explained that they might wait for a little while before a doctor saw her. She answered, “Take your time; it's warm here.”

I checked the chart after another nurse had finished registering(登记) the family. No 6  —they were homeless. The waiting room was warm.

I looked at the family by the Christmas tree. The littlest one was pointing at the television and saying something to her mother. The oldest one was looking at lights on the Christmas tree.

I went back to the nurses' station and mentioned we had a homeless family in the waiting room. The nurses who felt bored with  7  Christmas, turned to compassion((怜悯) for the family just trying to get warm on Christmas. The team went into action. We began to prepare a party for our Christmas  8 . We needed presents. We put together oranges and apples in a basket. We collected from different departments candies, crayons and other things available that could be presents.

   9 , as the family walked to the door to leave, the four-year-old child came running back, gave me a hug and    10 , “Thanks for being our angels today.”

1.                A．set up          B．put up          C．cheered up    D．showed up

2.                A．excitedly       B．loudly          C．weakly   D．strongly

3.                A．systems        B．signs           C．symbols  D．secrets

4.                A．explained       B．expressed       C．complained    D．compared

5.                A．and            B．but            C．or   D．so

6.                A．address        B．age            C．name D．money

7.                A．amazing        B．working         C．interesting D．surprising

8.                A．nurses         B．doctors         C．guests    D．patients

9.                A．Soon           B．Suddenly        C．Later D．However

10.               A．screamed       B．jumped         C．whispered D．replied

My dad used to say he knew I would be a singer. When I was a baby, I was always singing loudly. Dad was a big sports fan, but he was happy I loved music.

After dinner, Dad would often ask me to sing. He always said I sang I Will Always Love You much better than Whitney Houston!

At every school concert he cheered me on. The look of pride on his face made me happy.

My life was full of concerts, singing lessons and laughter. Though my mum and brothers helped me, they did not share our love for music.

Our lives changed when Dad was told that he had cancer. We always hoped that something would happen and he would get better, but the doctors told us that they could not save him.

About a week before my dad died, he fell into a coma (昏迷). The nurses said even though Dad did not reply, he could still hear me.

The nurses said I should sing him a song. I sang one of our favorites. As I sang, my dad gave a big smile, and clapped (鼓掌).

I will always remember that smile. I was so pleased to know that Dad had heard me sing one more song.

My dad died on May 14, 2000. It was hard to believe: he was so full of life. I don’t know how to say how much I miss him.

Now I have all the memories of him and his beautiful smile deep inside my heart. I will always know that he is listening from his front row seat in heaven.

He used to say: “Sing from your heart.”

My dad has been and will always be my hero.

1.According to the story, Whitney Houston is probably ______.

A. a famous singer?????????????????? B. a famous actress

C. the writer’s friend???????????????? D. a sports star

2.Who did the writer think make her confident?

A. Whitney Houston.???????????????? B. Her father.

C. Her mother.????????????????????? D. Her brothers.

3.According to the story, which of the following is TRUE?

A. Their lives didn’t change though her father had cancer.

B. when the writer’s father fell into a coma, he couldn’t hear her song.

C. The writer’s mum and brothers never helped or shared love for music.

D. The writer misses her father very much.

4.What does the underline word “heaven” mean in paragraph10?

A. 剧院???????????? B. 影院???????????? C. 天堂?????????????????? D. 舞台

5.What’s the best title of the passage?

A. My hero.?????????? B. M y favorite song.?????? C. My dream.????????? D. My family.