I think it was my mother who taught me the meaning of honesty. Not because she actually was honest, but because she lied all the time. She felt that the easiest way out of any given situation was generally the best way out. And, for her, that generally meant telling a “little white lie.” As a young child I thought it was kind of cool. And, naturally, when I would come to her with a concern or question wondering what I should do, she generally advised me to lie.
“Mom, I told Theresa that I would go over to her house, but now I would rather go to Sue’s house to play.”
“Tell Theresa you’re sick,” she would advise. And generally I did. But I didn’t seem blessed with her lack of conscience. On many painful occasions Theresa would find out that I really went to Sue’s house without her. These occasions taught me that it is more painful to be caught in a lie than it is to tell the truth in the first place. I wondered how it was possible that my mother had never learned that lesson.
I started thinking of all the lies that I’d heard her tell. I remembered the time she told someone that her favorite restaurant had closed, because she didn’t want to see them there anymore. Or the time she told Dad that she loved the lawn-mower he gave her for her birthday. Or when she claimed that our phone lines had been down when she was trying to explain why she hadn’t been in touch with a friend of hers for weeks. And what bothered me even more were all the times she had involved me into her lies. Like the time she told my guidance counselor that I had to miss school for exploratory surgery, when she really needed me to babysit. And it even started to bother me when someone would call for her and she would ask me to tell them that she wasn’t there.
So, I started my own personal fight against her dishonesty. When I answered the phone and it was someone my mother didn’t want to talk to, I said, “Louise, mom is here, but she doesn’t want to talk to you.” The first time I did it, she punished me, but I refused to apologize. I told her that I had decided that it was wrong to lie. And the next time it happened I did the same thing. Finally, she approached me and said, “I agree that lying is not the best thing to do, but we need to find a way to be honest without being rude.” She admitted that her methods weren’t right, and I admitted that mine were a bit too extreme.
Over the past few years, the two of us have worked together to be honest—and yet kind. Honesty should mean more than not lying. It should mean speaking the truth in kindness. Though I started by trying to teach my mom the importance of honesty, I ended up gaining a deeper understanding of the meaning of the term.
【小题1】 The author’s mother __________. 

I think it was my mother who taught me the meaning of honesty. Not because she actually was honest, but because she lied all the time. She felt that the easiest way out of any given situation was generally the best way out. And, for her, that generally meant telling a “little white lie.” As a young child I thought it was kind of cool. And, naturally, when I would come to her with a concern or question wondering what I should do, she generally advised me to lie.
“Mom, I told Theresa that I would go over to her house, but now I would rather go to Sue’s house to play.”
“Tell Theresa you’re sick,” she would advise. And generally I did. But I didn’t seem blessed with her lack of conscience. On many painful occasions Theresa would find out that I really went to Sue’s house without her. These occasions taught me that it is more painful to be caught in a lie than it is to tell the truth in the first place. I wondered how it was possible that my mother had never learned that lesson.
I started thinking of all the lies that I’d heard her tell. I remembered the time she told someone that her favorite restaurant had closed, because she didn’t want to see them there anymore. Or the time she told Dad that she loved the lawn-mower he gave her for her birthday. Or when she claimed that our phone lines had been down when she was trying to explain why she hadn’t been in touch with a friend of hers for weeks. And what bothered me even more were all the times she had involved me into her lies. Like the time she told my guidance counselor that I had to miss school for exploratory surgery, when she really needed me to babysit. And it even started to bother me when someone would call for her and she would ask me to tell them that she wasn’t there.
So, I started my own personal fight against her dishonesty. When I answered the phone and it was someone my mother didn’t want to talk to, I said, “Louise, mom is here, but she doesn’t want to talk to you.” The first time I did it, she punished me, but I refused to apologize. I told her that I had decided that it was wrong to lie. And the next time it happened I did the same thing. Finally, she approached me and said, “I agree that lying is not the best thing to do, but we need to find a way to be honest without being rude.” She admitted that her methods weren’t right, and I admitted that mine were a bit too extreme.
Over the past few years, the two of us have worked together to be honest—and yet kind. Honesty should mean more than not lying. It should mean speaking the truth in kindness. Though I started by trying to teach my mom the importance of honesty, I ended up gaining a deeper understanding of the meaning of the term.

1. 1.

   The author’s mother __________. 

   1. A.
      thought white lies were not lies
   2. B.
      helped the author get out of trouble with white lies
   3. C.
      told the author to lie when in trouble
   4. D.
      taught the author the importance of being honest
2. 2.

   The author __________.

   1. A.
      was thankful to her mother’s advice
   2. B.
      felt more awkward when being caught lying
   3. C.
      found that telling the truth hurt more than telling a lie
   4. D.
      felt guilty when hurting people with her honesty
3. 3.

   It can be inferred that the author’s mother __________.

   1. A.
      met her friends in the same restaurant regularly
   2. B.
      didn’t get along with the author’s teachers
   3. C.
      was not popular among her friends
   4. D.
      wanted to have something else for her birthday
4. 4.

   Finally the author and her mother agreed that __________.

   1. A.
      kind-heartedness is more important than honesty
   2. B.
      appropriate methods are the key to telling a good lie
   3. C.
      honesty is defined as kindness as well as truthfulness
   4. D.
      absolute honesty is basic to good interpersonal relationships

阅读下面的短文，然后按要求写一篇150词左右的英语短文。
What my mother does drives me crazy. She calls me at 10:30 pm every night to make sure I’ve arrived home safely. If I accidentally miss her call, she will keep calling all my friends and roommates until she "tracks me down".
As a 20-year-old lady in Beijing, sometimes I have to ask my friends to be quiet so that I can pick up my mother’s phone call, telling her a white lie that I’m already at home.
Recently I ran into a matchmaking meeting, which is held in a park and specifically designed for single white – collar workers in Beijing. The interesting part is that all of the attendees are single people’s parents, eager to look for a life partner for their children.
One mother told me that her 33-year-old son is busy with his career and has zero time to find a suitable girl for himself. So she goes to the matchmaking every week, trying to find her son a perfect bride.
She guaranteed that her future daughter-in-law doesn’t need to worry about anything for she has prepared an apartment and a car for them, and if they can’t find a kindergarten near the apartment she has bought, she will buy them another one. Looking at hundreds of middle – aged parents standing in the cold outdoors in a freezing winter trying to build their children a perfect future, I suddenly understand my mother more.
【写作内容】
1．以约30个词概括这段短文的内容；
2．然后以约120个词就“父母的过分关爱”进行议论，内容包括；
（1）请举一个你或你周围的周学得到父母的过分关爱的事例；
（2）谈谈你对此事的看法。
【写作要求】
1．在作文中可以使用亲身经历或虚构的故事，也可以参照阅读材料的内容，但不得直接引用原文中的句子。
2．作文中不能出现真实姓名和学校名称。
【评分标准】
概括准确，语言规范，内容合适，语篇连贯。

阅读下面的短文，然后按要求写一篇150词左右的英语短文。

What my mother does drives me crazy. She calls me at 10:30 pm every night to make sure I’ve arrived home safely. If I accidentally miss her call, she will keep calling all my friends and roommates until she "tracks me down".

As a 20-year-old lady in Beijing, sometimes I have to ask my friends to be quiet so that I can pick up my mother's phone call, telling her a white lie that I'm already at home.

    Recently I ran into a matchmaking meeting, which is held in a park and specifically designed for single white – collar workers in Beijing. The interesting part is that all of the attendees are single people’s parents, eager to look for a life partner for their children.

One mother told me that her 33-year-old son is busy with his career and has zero time to find a suitable girl for himself. So she goes to the matchmaking every week, trying to find her son a perfect bride.

She guaranteed that her future daughter-in-law doesn't need to worry about anything for she has prepared an apartment and a car for them, and if they can’t find a kindergarten near the apartment she has bought, she will buy them another one. Looking at hundreds of middle – aged parents standing in the cold outdoors in a freezing winter trying to build their children a perfect future, I suddenly understand my mother more.

【写作内容】

    1．以约30个词概括这段短文的内容；

    2．然后以约120个词就“父母的过分关爱”进行议论，内容包括；

（1）请举一个你或你周围的周学得到父母的过分关爱的事例；

（2）谈谈你对此事的看法。

【写作要求】

    1．在作文中可以使用亲身经历或虚构的故事，也可以参照阅读材料的内容，但不得直接引用原文中的句子。

    2．作文中不能出现真实姓名和学校名称。

【评分标准】

    概括准确，语言规范，内容合适，语篇连贯。