I was fifteen months old, a happy, carefree kid until the day I fell．It was a bad fall．I landed on a glass rabbit which cut my eye badly enough to blind it．Trying to save the eye, the doctors stitched the eyeball together where it was cut, leaving a big ugly scar in the middle of my eye．And as I grew, this sightless eye in so many ways controlled me．

       Yet Mama would say to me, at every turn, "Hold your head up high and face the world．" It became a litany that I relied on．She had started when I was young．She would hold me in her arms and stroke my hair and say, "If you hold your head up high, it will be okay, and people will see your beautiful soul．" She continued this message whenever I wanted to hide．

       Those words have meant different things to me over the years．As a little child, I thought Mama meant; "Be careful or you will fall down or bump into something because you are not looking．" As an a dolescent, even though I tended to look down to hide my shame, I found that sometimes when I held my head up high and let people know me, they lilted me．My mama's words helped me begin to realize that by letting people look at my face, I let them recognize the intelligence and beauty behind both eyes even if they couldn't see it on the surface．

       In high school I was successful both academically and socially．I was even elected class president, but on the inside I still felt like a freak．Ail I really wanted was to look like everyone else．When things got really bad, I would cry to my mama and she would look at me with loving eyes and say, "Hold your head up high and face the world．Let them see the beauty that is inside．"

       When I met the man who became my partner for life, we looked each other straight in the eye, and he told me I was beautiful inside and out．He meant it．My mama's love and encouragement were the spark that gave me the confidence to overcome my own doubt．I had faced adversity, encountered my problems head on, and learned not only to appreciate myself but to have deep compassion for others．

       "Hold your head up high," has been heard many times in my home．Each of my children has felt its invitation．The gift my mama gave me lives on in another generation．

How did the writer have her eyes hurt?

       A．She was attacked by a glass rabbit．          B．Her eyes were hurt by accident．

       C．The doctor made a mistake．            D．A serious illness blinded her．

When she heard her mother told her to hold her head up high for the first time, she_____．

       A．didn't fully understand these words

       B．was greatly encouraged and moved

       C．was puzzled by these words

       D．was surprised by these words

Why did the writer still feel unhappy when she was successful both academically and socially?

       A．Because she was not satisfied with what she has．

       B．Because she thought she could have done better．

       C．Because she wanted to live a normal life．

       D．Because she really wanted to be different．

What is the point of the story?

       A．A mother's love for a daughter is a treasure．

       B．One should not be controlled by others．

       C．The real beauty is inside out．

       D．Where there is a will．there is a way．

I was fifteen months old, a happy, carefree kid until the day I fell．It was a bad fall．I landed on a glass rabbit which cut my eye badly enough to blind it．Trying to save the eye, the doctors stitched the eyeball together where it was cut, leaving a big ugly scar in the middle of my eye．And as I grew, this sightless eye in so many ways controlled me．
Yet Mama would say to me, at every turn, "Hold your head up high and face the world．" It became a litany that I relied on．She had started when I was young．She would hold me in her arms and stroke my hair and say, "If you hold your head up high, it will be okay, and people will see your beautiful soul．" She continued this message whenever I wanted to hide．
Those words have meant different things to me over the years．As a little child, I thought Mama meant; "Be careful or you will fall down or bump into something because you are not looking．" As an a dolescent, even though I tended to look down to hide my shame, I found that sometimes when I held my head up high and let people know me, they lilted me．My mama’s words helped me begin to realize that by letting people look at my face, I let them recognize the intelligence and beauty behind both eyes even if they couldn’t see it on the surface．
In high school I was successful both academically and socially．I was even elected class president, but on the inside I still felt like a freak．Ail I really wanted was to look like everyone else．When things got really bad, I would cry to my mama and she would look at me with loving eyes and say, "Hold your head up high and face the world．Let them see the beauty that is inside．"
When I met the man who became my partner for life, we looked each other straight in the eye, and he told me I was beautiful inside and out．He meant it．My mama’s love and encouragement were the spark that gave me the confidence to overcome my own doubt．I had faced adversity, encountered my problems head on, and learned not only to appreciate myself but to have deep compassion for others．
"Hold your head up high," has been heard many times in my home．Each of my children has felt its invitation．The gift my mama gave me lives on in another generation．
【小题1】How did the writer have her eyes hurt?

I was fifteen months old, a happy, carefree kid until the day I fell．It was a bad fall．I landed on a glass rabbit which cut my eye badly enough to blind it．Trying to save the eye, the doctors stitched the eyeball together where it was cut, leaving a big ugly scar in the middle of my eye．And as I grew, this sightless eye in so many ways controlled me．

         Yet Mama would say to me, at every turn, "Hold your head up high and face the world．" It became a litany that I relied on．She had started when I was young．She would hold me in her arms and stroke my hair and say, "If you hold your head up high, it will be okay, and people will see your beautiful soul．" She continued this message whenever I wanted to hide．

         Those words have meant different things to me over the years．As a little child, I thought Mama meant; "Be careful or you will fall down or bump into something because you are not looking．" As an a dolescent, even though I tended to look down to hide my shame, I found that sometimes when I held my head up high and let people know me, they lilted me．My mama's words helped me begin to realize that by letting people look at my face, I let them recognize the intelligence and beauty behind both eyes even if they couldn't see it on the surface．

         In high school I was successful both academically and socially．I was even elected class president, but on the inside I still felt like a freak．Ail I really wanted was to look like everyone else．When things got really bad, I would cry to my mama and she would look at me with loving eyes and say, "Hold your head up high and face the world．Let them see the beauty that is inside．"

         When I met the man who became my partner for life, we looked each other straight in the eye, and he told me I was beautiful inside and out．He meant it．My mama's love and encouragement were the spark that gave me the confidence to overcome my own doubt．I had faced adversity, encountered my problems head on, and learned not only to appreciate myself but to have deep compassion for others．

         "Hold your head up high," has been heard many times in my home．Each of my children has felt its invitation．The gift my mama gave me lives on in another generation．

1.How did the writer have her eyes hurt?

         A．She was attacked by a glass rabbit．             B．Her eyes were hurt by accident．

         C．The doctor made a mistake．              D．A serious illness blinded her．

2.When she heard her mother told her to hold her head up high for the first time, she_____．

         A．didn't fully understand these words

         B．was greatly encouraged and moved

         C．was puzzled by these words

         D．was surprised by these words

3.Why did the writer still feel unhappy when she was successful both academically and socially?

         A．Because she was not satisfied with what she has．

         B．Because she thought she could have done better．

         C．Because she wanted to live a normal life．

         D．Because she really wanted to be different．

4.What is the point of the story?

         A．A mother's love for a daughter is a treasure．

         B．One should not be controlled by others．

         C．The real beauty is inside out．

         D．Where there is a will．there is a way．

About ten years ago when I was an undergraduate in college in New York, I was working as a practice student at my University's Museum of Natural History. One day while I was working at the cash register in the gift shop, I saw an elderly couple come in with a little girl in wheelchair.
As I looked closer at this girl, I saw that she was seated on her chair. I then realized she had no arms or legs, just a head, neck and the trunk of the human body. She was wearing a little white dress with the patterns of red roses and yellow dots.
As the couple wheeled her up to me I was looking down at the register. I turned my head toward the girl and gave her a wink(眨眼示意). As I took the money from her grandparents, I looked back at the girl, who was giving me the most beautiful, largest smile I have ever seen
All of a sudden her handicap was gone and all I saw was this beautiful girl, whose smile just melted me and almost instantly gave me a completely new sense of what life is all about. I immediately felt full of hope and confidence. She took me, a poor, unhappy college student, into her world, a world of smiles, love and warmth.               
That was ten years ago, but I still remember it clearly as if it happened just yesterday. I'm a successful business person now and whenever I get down and think about the troubles of the world, I think about that little girl and the remarkable lesson about life that she taught me.

1. 1.

   What was the writer a decade ago?

   1. A.
      A worker working in a university.
   2. B.
      A teacher teaching in a college.
   3. C.
      A clerk working in a museum.
   4. D.
      A university student who had not yet taken a degree.
2. 2.

   What does the underlined world “handicap” in Paragraph 4 probably mean?

   1. A.
      Life difficulty.
   2. B.
      Troublesome problem.
   3. C.
      Failure in work.
   4. D.
      Physical disability.
3. 3.

   How did the writer probably feel before meeting the disabled girl?

   1. A.
      She felt full of hope.
   2. B.
      She was filled with confidence.
   3. C.
      She felt unhappy because of poverty.
   4. D.
      She felt life was beautiful.
4. 4.

   Which of the following title suits this passage best?

   1. A.
      A Disabled Girl.
   2. B.
      A Disabled Girl’s Smile.
   3. C.
      Full of Hope.
   4. D.
      Full of Confidence.

About ten years ago when I was an undergraduate in college in New York, I was working as a practice student at my University's Museum of Natural History. One day while I was working at the cash register in the gift shop, I saw an elderly couple come in with a little girl in wheelchair.

As I looked closer at this girl, I saw that she was seated on her chair. I then realized she had no arms or legs, just a head, neck and the trunk of the human body. She was wearing a little white dress with the patterns of red roses and yellow dots.

As the couple wheeled her up to me I was looking down at the register. I turned my head toward the girl and gave her a wink(眨眼示意). As I took the money from her grandparents, I looked back at the girl, who was giving me the most beautiful, largest smile I have ever seen

All of a sudden her handicap was gone and all I saw was this beautiful girl, whose smile just melted me and almost instantly gave me a completely new sense of what life is all about. I immediately felt full of hope and confidence. She took me, a poor, unhappy college student, into her world, a world of smiles, love and warmth.               

That was ten years ago, but I still remember it clearly as if it happened just yesterday. I'm a successful business person now and whenever I get down and think about the troubles of the world, I think about that little girl and the remarkable lesson about life that she taught me.

What was the writer a decade ago?

A. A worker working in a university.

B. A teacher teaching in a college.

C. A clerk working in a museum.

D. A university student who had not yet taken a degree.

What does the underlined world “handicap” in Paragraph 4 probably mean?

A. Life difficulty.    B. Troublesome problem.

C. Failure in work.   D. Physical disability. 

How did the writer probably feel before meeting the disabled girl?

A. She felt full of hope.

B. She was filled with confidence.

C. She felt unhappy because of poverty.

D. She felt life was beautiful.

Which of the following title suits this passage best?

A. A Disabled Girl.

B. A Disabled Girl’s Smile.

C. Full of Hope.

D. Full of Confidence.