—I can’t thank you enough for the gift you sent me．

—__________．

---I can’t thank you enough for the gift you sent me．

---__________．

1. A.
   With pleasure
2. B.
   No, thanks
3. C.
   Please don’t say so
4. D.
   My pleasure

---I can’t thank you enough for the gift you sent me．
---______．

1. A.
   With pleasure
2. B.
   No, thanks
3. C.
   Please don’t say so
4. D.
   My pleasure

____I can’t thank you enough for the gift you sent me．

____    ．

A．With pleasure                                    B．No，thanks

C．Please don’t say so                                 D．My pleasure

------ I can’t thank you enough for the gift you sent me．

------ _______．

A．With pleasure       B．No, thanks．    C．Please don’t say so．    D．My pleasure．

 —I can’t thank you enough for the gift you sent me．

—__________．

 A．With pleasure                            B．No, thanks  

 C．Please don’t say so                    D．My pleasure

—I can’t thank you enough for the gift you sent me．
—__________．

—I can not thank you enough for the gift you sent me.

　 —________.

A．No，thanks　　 B．With pleasure

C．My pleasure D．Please don’t say so

One of my wonderful memories is about a Christmas gift . Unlike other gifts, it came without wrap(包装).
On September 11^th ，1958，Mum gave birth to Richard. After she brought him home from hospital, she put him in my lap, saying, “I promised you a gift , and here it is.” What an honor！I turned four a month earlier and none of my friends had such a baby doll of their own. I played with it day and night. I sang to it. I told it stories .I told it over and over how much I loved it!
One morning, however, I found its bed empty. My doll was gone! I cried for it. Mum wept and told me that the poor little thing bad been sent to a hospital. It had a fever. For several days I Heard Mum and Dad whispering such words as “hopeless”, “pitiful”, and “dying”, which sounded ominous.
Christmas was coming. “Don’t expect any presents this year,” Dad said, pointing at the socks I hung in the living room. “If your baby brother lives, that’ll be Christmas enough.” As he spoke, his eyes filled with tears. I’d never seen him cry before .
The phone rang early on Christmas morning. Dad jumped out of bed to answer it. From my bedroom I heard him say, “What? He’s all right?” He hung up and shouted upstairs. “The hospital said we can bring Richard home !”
“Thank God !” I heard Mum cry .
From the upstairs window, I watched my parents rush out to the car. I had never seen them so happy. And I was also full of joy. What a wonderful day! My baby doll would be home. I ran downstairs. My socks still hung there flat. But I knew they were not empty; they were filled with love!
【小题1】what happened to the author on September 11^th , 1958?