I am an e-mail user．When I first started to use the e-mail system. I used to read all my e-mail．I didn’t have much mail．1 was very excited about receiving any e-mail．I gave my friends my e-mail address．Soon I had more mail than 1 wanted．Some of the mail was junk mail．1 was worried．I didn't want my mail to control me．
I've tried some methods to help me get control of my mail．First，I check my mail at the same time every day．Also I try to allow myself only 15-20 minutes every day to process my e-mail．This doesn't always work，but I try．Sometimes I save the messages．Sometimes I just read them，maybe answer a few，and then delete them．Sometimes I'm not at all interested in a message，so I don't even open it．I delete it right away．This is very much the way I go through the mail that the postal service delivers to my home．
These methods are very simple．I have some friends who are very clever with computers．From time to time，they teach me new tricks for managing my e-mail．I've also learned to transfer(转存)some messages to a disk so they don't fill up my mail files(文件夹)．Then I can read them later and maybe use them in my work．I'm still amazed at what e-mail can do for me! I'm still worried，however，about having too much to read．
【小题1】The writer used to read all his e-mail because __________.

I was a newcomer of Miss Burn’s seventh grade. Past“newcomer”experiences had been difficult, so I was
very anxious to fit in.
Lunchtime was a pleasant surprise when the girls all crowded around my table. Their chat was friendly, so
I began to relax. My new classmates filled me in on the school, the teachers and the other kids. it wasn’t long
before the class herd(书呆子)was pointed out to me: Mary Lou. Actually she called herself Mary Louise. A
formal, overmodest young girl with old-fashioned clothes, she wasn’t ugly—not even funny looking. Practical
shoes, long wool skirt and a blouse completed the image of a complete herd. The girls’ whispers got louder and
louder. Mary Lou didn’t notice this. After school, the girls invited me to join them in front of the school.
Arms wrapped around her backpack, Mary Lou came down the school steps. The taunting began—rude,
biting comments and disrespectful words from the girls. I paused, then joined right in. My force began to pick
up as I approached her, mean(卑劣)remarks falling from my lips. I even pulled the belt of her backpack and then
pushed her. The belt broke, Mary Lou fell. Everyone was laughing and patting me. I fit in. But I was not proud.
Something inside me hurt.
Mary Lou got up, gathered her books and—without a tear shed—off, she went. She held her head high as a
small trickle of blood ran down from her injured knee.
I turned to leave with my laughing friends and noticed a man standing beside his car. His skin, dark hair
and handsome features told me this was her father. Respectful of Mary Lou’s proud spirit, he remained still and
watched the lonely girl walk toward him. Only his eyes—shining with both grief and pride—followed. As I
passed, he looked at me in silence with burning tears that spoke to my shame and scolded my heart. He didn’t
speak a word.
No scolding from a teacher or a parent could linger(逗留)as much as that hurt in my heart from the day a
father’s eyes taught me kindness and strength and dignity. I never again joined the cruel herds. I never
again hurt someone for my own gain.
【小题1】 The writer felt she fit in when      .

I was a newcomer of Miss Burn’s seventh grade. Past“newcomer”experiences had been difficult, so I was

very anxious to fit in.

    Lunchtime was a pleasant surprise when the girls all crowded around my table. Their chat was friendly, so

I began to relax. My new classmates filled me in on the school, the teachers and the other kids. it wasn’t long

before the class herd(书呆子)was pointed out to me: Mary Lou. Actually she called herself Mary Louise. A

formal, overmodest young girl with old-fashioned clothes, she wasn’t ugly—not even funny looking. Practical

shoes, long wool skirt and a blouse completed the image of a complete herd. The girls’ whispers got louder and

louder. Mary Lou didn’t notice this. After school, the girls invited me to join them in front of the school.

   Arms wrapped around her backpack, Mary Lou came down the school steps. The taunting began—rude,

biting comments and disrespectful words from the girls. I paused, then joined right in. My force began to pick

up as I approached her, mean(卑劣)remarks falling from my lips. I even pulled the belt of her backpack and then

pushed her. The belt broke, Mary Lou fell. Everyone was laughing and patting me. I fit in. But I was not proud.

Something inside me hurt.

   Mary Lou got up, gathered her books and—without a tear shed—off, she went. She held her head high as a

small trickle of blood ran down from her injured knee.

   I turned to leave with my laughing friends and noticed a man standing beside his car. His skin, dark hair

and handsome features told me this was her father. Respectful of Mary Lou’s proud spirit, he remained still and

watched the lonely girl walk toward him. Only his eyes—shining with both grief and pride—followed. As I

passed, he looked at me in silence with burning tears that spoke to my shame and scolded my heart. He didn’t

speak a word.

   No scolding from a teacher or a parent could linger(逗留)as much as that hurt in my heart from the day a

father’s eyes taught me kindness and strength and dignity. I never again joined the cruel herds. I never

again hurt someone for my own gain.

1. The writer felt she fit in when       .

   A. she relaxed and talked with her new classmate    B. she became a leader of a school club

   C. she picked a wing off a butterfly       D. others cheered for her after she treated Mary badly

2.What does the underlined word“taunting”mean in the article?

   A. Playing a game        B. Joining a club

   C. Criticizing a person     D. Watching a movie

3.Mary’s father      after he saw what happened to her daughter.

   A. felt shameful and angry for his daughter      B. felt sad and proud for his daughter’s bravery

   C. felt it necessary to teach the writer a lesson    D. felt it a pity that she didn’t fight back

4.The writer would never hurt someone for her own gain because she     .

   A. was impressed by Mary’s calmness    

B. was afraid to be scolded by Mary’s father

   C. was sorry she hurt Mary’s knee

   D. was aware that it was a shame to make fun of Mary

5.According to the article, the writer is probably      .

   A. a rude girl who enjoys making fun of others

   B. a clever girl who is good at making friends with others

   C. a shy girl who isn’t good at communicating with others

   D. a brave girl who is willing to correct her mistakes

I am an e-mail user.When I first started to use the e-mail system. I used to read all my e-mail.I didn’t have much mail.1 was very excited about receiving any e-mail.I gave my friends my e-mail address.Soon I had more mail than 1 wanted.Some of the mail was junk mail.1 was worried.I didn't want my mail to control me.
I've tried some methods to help me get control of my mail.First，I check my mail at the same time every day.Also I try to allow myself only 15-20 minutes every day to process my e-mail.This doesn't always work，but I try.Sometimes I save the messages.Sometimes I just read them，maybe answer a few，and then delete them.Sometimes I'm not at all interested in a message，so I don't even open it.I delete it right away.This is very much the way I go through the mail that the postal service delivers to my home.
These methods are very simple.I have some friends who are very clever with computers.From time to time，they teach me new tricks for managing my e-mail.I've also learned to transfer(转存)some messages to a disk so they don't fill up my mail files(文件夹).Then I can read them later and maybe use them in my work.I'm still amazed at what e-mail can do for me! I'm still worried，however，about having too much to read.

1. 1.

   The writer used to read all his e-mail because __________.

   1. A.
      he didn’t have much mail
   2. B.
      he had nothing else to do
   3. C.
      he didn’t know how to read mail
   4. D.
      he was forced to do that
2. 2.

   Which of the following does NOT belong to the ways of the writer’s dealing with his mail?

   1. A.
      Saving the message
   2. B.
      Just reading more
   3. C.
      Deleting some
   4. D.
      Passing some into friends
3. 3.

   What does the underlined word “they” in the last paragraph refer to?

   1. A.
      messages
   2. B.
      friends
   3. C.
      computers
   4. D.
      methods
4. 4.

   What’s the purpose of the writer to write this passage?

   1. A.
      To share happiness in using mail with us
   2. B.
      To share some worries in using mail with us
   3. C.
      To share some methods of using computer with us
   4. D.
      To persuade us out of using mail

I was a newcomer of Miss Burn’s seventh grade. Past“newcomer”experiences had been difficult, so I was
very anxious to fit in.
Lunchtime was a pleasant surprise when the girls all crowded around my table. Their chat was friendly, so
I began to relax. My new classmates filled me in on the school, the teachers and the other kids. it wasn’t long
before the class herd(书呆子)was pointed out to me: Mary Lou. Actually she called herself Mary Louise. A
formal, overmodest young girl with old-fashioned clothes, she wasn’t ugly—not even funny looking. Practical
shoes, long wool skirt and a blouse completed the image of a complete herd. The girls’ whispers got louder and
louder. Mary Lou didn’t notice this. After school, the girls invited me to join them in front of the school.
Arms wrapped around her backpack, Mary Lou came down the school steps. The taunting began—rude,
biting comments and disrespectful words from the girls. I paused, then joined right in. My force began to pick
up as I approached her, mean(卑劣)remarks falling from my lips. I even pulled the belt of her backpack and then
pushed her. The belt broke, Mary Lou fell. Everyone was laughing and patting me. I fit in. But I was not proud.
Something inside me hurt.
Mary Lou got up, gathered her books and—without a tear shed—off, she went. She held her head high as a
small trickle of blood ran down from her injured knee.
I turned to leave with my laughing friends and noticed a man standing beside his car. His skin, dark hair
and handsome features told me this was her father. Respectful of Mary Lou’s proud spirit, he remained still and
watched the lonely girl walk toward him. Only his eyes—shining with both grief and pride—followed. As I
passed, he looked at me in silence with burning tears that spoke to my shame and scolded my heart. He didn’t
speak a word.
No scolding from a teacher or a parent could linger(逗留)as much as that hurt in my heart from the day a
father’s eyes taught me kindness and strength and dignity. I never again joined the cruel herds. I never
again hurt someone for my own gain.

1. 1.

   The writer felt she fit in when      .

   1. A.
      she relaxed and talked with her new classmate
   2. B.
      she became a leader of a school club
   3. C.
      she picked a wing off a butterfly
   4. D.
      others cheered for her after she treated Mary badly
2. 2.

   What does the underlined word“taunting”mean in the article?

   1. A.
      Playing a game
   2. B.
      Joining a club
   3. C.
      Criticizing a person
   4. D.
      Watching a movie
3. 3.

   Mary’s father     after he saw what happened to her daughter.

   1. A.
      felt shameful and angry for his daughter
   2. B.
      felt sad and proud for his daughter’s bravery
   3. C.
      felt it necessary to teach the writer a lesson
   4. D.
      felt it a pity that she didn’t fight back
4. 4.

   The writer would never hurt someone for her own gain because she    .

   1. A.
      was impressed by Mary’s calmness
   2. B.
      was afraid to be scolded by Mary’s father
   3. C.
      was sorry she hurt Mary’s knee
   4. D.
      was aware that it was a shame to make fun of Mary
5. 5.

   According to the article, the writer is probably     .

   1. A.
      a rude girl who enjoys making fun of others
   2. B.
      a clever girl who is good at making friends with others
   3. C.
      a shy girl who isn’t good at communicating with others
   4. D.
      a brave girl who is willing to correct her mistakes