Maggie was assigned to this public school in the middle of the year,　and the headmaster asked her to teach Class 4?B right away.　She heard that the former teacher had 　1　suddenly,　but the headmaster didn't tell her 　2　.All he told her was that this was a class of “　3　” students.?

　　First day,　she walked into the classroom,　spitballs（废纸团）　4　through the air, feet on desks,　the noise deafening.　She walked to the front of the classroom and 　5　the attendance book（点名册）.Next to 20 names on the list was IQ scores: 140,141, 142...160.Oh,she thought to herself.　6　they are so high－spirited.　These children have exceptional IQs.　She 　7　and brought them to order,?8　that she could teach such high－quality students.?

　　At first Maggie found the students　9　to turn in work,　and assignments（作业）that were handed in were done ?10?,full of mistakes.　She spoke to everyone,　“With your IQ,I　11　nothing short of the best work from you.”?

　　The whole term Maggie continually　12　them of their responsibility to use all the extra intelligence（智力）God had given them.　Things began to 　13　.The children worked diligently.　Their work was creative and precise（准确的）.?

　　At the end of the term,　the headmaster　14　Maggie into his office.　“What magic have you done to these kids?”　he asked?15　，“Their work has surpassed（超越） all the regular classes.”?

　　“It is just　16　.They're smarter than regular students! You said yourself they are special students.”　Maggie was　17　.?

　　“I said they are special because they are the special－need students—behaviorally disordered.”?

　　“Then why are their IQs so _18　on the attendance sheet?”　Maggie pulled out the sheet and passed it to the headmaster.?

　　“Those aren't their IQs.　Those are their locker（小橱柜） 19 at the gym.　Sorry,　Ms.　Maggie,　your kids are not geniuses（天才）.”?

　　Maggie paused a bit, and smiled,　“if someone 　20　himself to be a genius, he will become one.　I'm teaching them as geniuses again next year.”?

1．A.left　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　B. dismissed

C. disappeared　　　　　　　　　　 D.stopped

2. A. how　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　B. when?

C. who　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　D. why

3. A. naughty　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. common?

C. special　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　D. poor

4. A. throwing　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. going?

C. flying　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. coming

5. A. closed　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. opened?

C. checked　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. found

6. A. No wonder　　　　　　　　　　 B. It's because?

C. Not at all　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. No way

7. A. wondered　　　　　　　　　　 B. smiled?

C. calmed　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　D. waved

8.A. grateful　　　　　　　　　　　　　　B. angry ?

C. pitiful　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. doubtful

9. A. delayed　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. managed?

C. hesitated　　　　　　　　　　　　　　D. failed

10. A. hurriedly　　　　　　　　　　　　B. carelessly?

C. carefully　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. attentively

11. A. suppose　　　　　　　　　　　　B. expect?

C. imagine　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. suggest

12. A. reminded　　　　　　　　　　 B. warned?

C. scolded　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. told

13. A. turn　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. happen?

C. change　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. end

14. A. led　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. showed?

C. ordered　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. called

15. A. angrily　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. excitedly?

C. hopefully　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. calmly

16. A. natural　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. right?

C. fine　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. possible

17. A. disappointed　　　　　　　　　　 B. encouraged?

C. surprised　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. pleased

18. A. low　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. much?

C. high　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. many

19. A. numbers　　　　　　　　　　　　 B. orders?

C. lists　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 D. keys

20. A. wishes　　　　　　　　　　　　　　B. believes?

C. trains　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　D. helps

It was eleven o'clock that night when Mr. Pontellier returned from his night out. He was in an excellent humor, in high spirits, and very talkative. His entrance awoke his wife, who was in bed and fast asleep when he came in. He talked to her while he undressed, telling her anecdotes and bits of news and gossip that he had gathered during the day. She was overcome with sleep, and answered him with little half utterances.

　　He thought it very discouraging that his wife, who was the sole object of his existence, showed so little interest in things which concerned him and valued so little his conversation.

　　Mr. Pontellier had forgotten the candies and peanuts that he had promised the boys. Still, he loved them very much and went into the room where they slept to take a look at them and make sure that they were resting comfortably. The result of his investigation was far from satisfactory. He turned and shifted the youngsters about in bed. One of them began to kick and talk about a basket full of crabs.

　　Mr. Pontellier returned to his wife with the information that Raoul had a high fever and needed looking after. Then he lit his cigar and went and sat near the open door to smoke it.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was quite sure Raoul had no fever. He had gone to bed perfectly well, she said, and nothing had made him sick. Mr. Pontellier was too well familiar with fever symptoms to be mistaken. He assured her the child was burning with fever at that moment in the next room.

　　He reproached his wife with her inattention, her habitual neglect of the children. If it was not a mother's place to look after children, whose on earth was it? He himself had his hands full with his business. He could not be in two places at once; making a living for his family on the street, and staying home to see that no harm done to them. He talked in a dull, repeated and insistent way.

　　Mrs. Pontellier sprang out of bed and went into the next room. She soon came back and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her head down on the pillow. She said nothing, and refused to answer her husband when he questioned her. When his cigar was smoked out, he went to bed, and in half a minute was fast asleep.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was by that time thoroughly awake. She began to cry a little, and wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her nightdress. She went out on the porch, where she sat down and began to rock herself in the chair.

　　It was then past midnight. The cottages were all dark. There was no sound except the hooting of an old owl and the everlasting voice of the sea, which broke like a mournful lullaby (催眠曲) upon the night.

　　The tears came so fast to Mrs. Pontellier's eyes that the damp sleeve of her nightdress no longer served to dry them. She went on crying there, not caring any longer to dry her face, her eyes, her arms.

　　She could not have told why she was crying. Such experiences as had just happened were not uncommon in her married life. They seemed never before to have weighed much against the abundance (充足) of her husband's kindness and a uniform devotion which had come to be self-understood.

　　An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with vague pain. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood. She did not sit there inwardly scolding her husband, expressing sadness about Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself.

　　The mosquitoes succeeded in driving away a mood which might have held her there in the darkness half a night longer.

　　The following morning Mr. Pontellier was up in good time to take the carriage which was to convey him to the ship. He was returning to the city to his business, and they would not see him again at the Island till the coming Saturday. He had regained his calmness, which seemed to have been somewhat weakened the night before. He was eager to be gone, as he looked forward to a lively week in the financial center.

1.Mr.Pontellier comes back home from his night out in a/an ______state of mind.

A. excited                   B. confused                                   C. depressed            D. disappointed

2. The writer would most likely describe Mr. Pontellier’s conduct during the evening as ______.

A. impatient and generous                                                  B. enthusiastic and responsible

C. concerned and gentle                        D. inconsiderate and self-centered

3.In paragraphs 8 to 13, Mrs. Pontellier’s reactions to her husband’s behavior suggest that ______.

A. she accepts unquestioningly her role of taking care of the children

B. this is one of the times she has acknowledged her unhappiness with her husband

C. her relationship with her husband is not what has made her depressed

D. she is angry about something that happened before her husband left

 

It was eleven o'clock that night when Mr. Pontellier returned from his night out. He was in an excellent humor, in high spirits, and very talkative. His entrance awoke his wife, who was in bed and fast asleep when he came in. He talked to her while he undressed, telling her anecdotes and bits of news and gossip that he had gathered during the day. She was overcome with sleep, and answered him with little half utterances.

　　He thought it very discouraging that his wife, who was the sole object of his existence, showed so little interest in things which concerned him and valued so little his conversation.

　　Mr. Pontellier had forgotten the candies and peanuts that he had promised the boys. Still, he loved them very much and went into the room where they slept to take a look at them and make sure that they were resting comfortably. The result of his investigation was far from satisfactory. He turned and shifted the youngsters about in bed. One of them began to kick and talk about a basket full of crabs.

　　Mr. Pontellier returned to his wife with the information that Raoul had a high fever and needed looking after. Then he lit his cigar and went and sat near the open door to smoke it.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was quite sure Raoul had no fever. He had gone to bed perfectly well, she said, and nothing had made him sick. Mr. Pontellier was too well familiar with fever symptoms to be mistaken. He assured her the child was burning with fever at that moment in the next room.

　　He reproached his wife with her inattention, her habitual neglect of the children. If it was not a mother's place to look after children, whose on earth was it? He himself had his hands full with his business. He could not be in two places at once; making a living for his family on the street, and staying home to see that no harm done to them. He talked in a dull, repeated and insistent way.

　　Mrs. Pontellier sprang out of bed and went into the next room. She soon came back and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her head down on the pillow. She said nothing, and refused to answer her husband when he questioned her. When his cigar was smoked out, he went to bed, and in half a minute was fast asleep.

　　Mrs. Pontellier was by that time thoroughly awake. She began to cry a little, and wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her nightdress. She went out on the porch, where she sat down and began to rock herself in the chair.

　　It was then past midnight. The cottages were all dark. There was no sound except the hooting of an old owl and the everlasting voice of the sea, which broke like a mournful lullaby (催眠曲) upon the night.

　　The tears came so fast to Mrs. Pontellier's eyes that the damp sleeve of her nightdress no longer served to dry them. She went on crying there, not caring any longer to dry her face, her eyes, her arms.

　　She could not have told why she was crying. Such experiences as had just happened were not uncommon in her married life. They seemed never before to have weighed much against theabundance (充足) of her husband's kindness and a uniform devotion which had come to be self-understood.

　　An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with vague pain. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood. She did not sit there inwardly scolding her husband, expressing sadness about Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself.

　　The mosquitoes succeeded in driving away a mood which might have held her there in the darkness half a night longer.

　　The following morning Mr. Pontellier was up in good time to take the carriage which was to convey him to the ship. He was returning to the city to his business, and they would not see him again at the Island till the coming Saturday. He had regained his calmness, which seemed to have been somewhatweakened the night before. He was eager to be gone, as he looked forward to a lively week in the financial center.

1.Mr.Pontellier comes back home from his night out in a/an ______state of mind.

A．excited           B．confused          C．depressed         D．disappointed

2. Mr. Pontellier criticizes his wife because ______.

A．she is not wholly devoted to her children

B．she does little housework but sleep

C．she knows nothing about fever symptoms

D．she fails to take her son to hospital

3.The writer would most likely describe Mr. Pontellier’s conduct during the evening as ______.

A．impatient and generous                  B．enthusiastic and responsible

C．concerned and gentle                    D．inconsiderate and self-centered

4.The underlined sentence suggests that Mr. Pontellier's complaints to his wife are ______.

A．hesitant and confused                    B．not as urgent as he claims

C．angry and uncertain                     D．too complex to make sense

5.In paragraphs 8 to 13, Mrs. Pontellier’s reactions to her husband’s behavior suggest that ______.

A．she accepts unquestioningly her role of taking care of the children

B．this is one of the first times she has acknowledged her unhappiness with her husband

C．her relationship with her husband is not what has made her depressed

D．she is angry about something that happened before her husband left

6.The passage shows Mr. Pontellier is happiest when he ______.

A．sits near the open door smoking a cigar and talking

B．makes up with his wife after a heated argument

C．has been away from home or is about to leave home

D．has given his children gifts of candies and peanuts

 

When your kids were six or seven, you sent them to school. Did you ever wonder what goes through a teacher's　 __36__　 as he or she tries to teach your kids? Did you ever wonder what the teacher　 __37__　 from you，the parents?

Parents can be　 __38__　 or suspicious. They can be of great help to the teacher　 __39__ be in need of help themselves. Some teachers think parents are too　 __40__　 on their children. Here is　 __41__　 one teacher puts it.

“I usually have the　 __42__　 of parents coming in and 　__43__　 me how much they care about the kids' education and how they really　 __44__ their kids. They tell me they stand and　 __45__　 them closely when they do their homework. Sometimes they　 __46__　 offer help with the kids' lessons as if they were teachers. They check their school work, and are too sensitive to　 __47__. They blame the kids on everything having to do　 __48__ school. When a parent asks me how his or her kid is getting on in my class, my answer usually is‘Well, you know，he is　 __49__　 a good kid. He is fine in my class. Maybe you don't have to be so　 __50__　 with your kid.’”

Teachers want parents to know that they are professionals at　 __51__　 with children. They have　 __52__　 many children and even parents. Because of this, teachers can be　 __53__　 at educating children. Teachers are　 __54__　 that parents want their children to do well, but they know more about what children should be able to do at different ages and　 __55__.

36．A.heart　　 　　　 B．mind　 　C．soul　　　 　 D．spirit

37．A.reflects 　 B．results C．benefits D．expects

38．A.effective B．attentive C．supportive 　 D．positive

39．A.but　 B．or C．thus 　　 D．as

40．A.hard B．keen C．dependent 　　 D．crazy

41．A.where 　　 B．how C．when 　 D．why

42．A.problems B．contracts C．accidents 　　 D．agreements

43．A.advising　 B．examining C．telling　 D．instructing

44．A.help with B．deal with C．make up　 　　 D．give up

45．A.connect 　 B．guide C．watch 　 D．inspire

46．A.even B．already C．still 　　　 D．merely

47．A.marks　 　 B．efforts C．pains 　　 D．words

48．A.at　 　 B．beyond C．in D．with

49．A.nearly 　　 B．really C．seldom　 　　　 D．hardly

50．A.satisfied　 B．careful C．strict 　　 D．cautious

51．A.working 　 B．playing C．staying D．joking

52．A.fed 　 B．observed C．attended 　　　 D．greeted

53．A.pleased 　 B．worried C．disappointed D．experienced

54．A.content 　 B．doubtful C．aware 　 D．suspicious

55．A.stages 　　 B．classes C．schools D．projects

It was eleven o'clock that night when Mr. Pontellier returned from his night out. He was in an excellent humor, in high spirits, and very talkative. His entrance awoke his wife, who was in bed and fast asleep when he came in. He talked to her while he undressed, telling her anecdotes and bits of news and gossip that he had gathered during the day. She was overcome with sleep, and answered him with little half utterances.
　　He thought it very discouraging that his wife, who was the sole object of his existence, showed so little interest in things which concerned him and valued so little his conversation.
　　Mr. Pontellier had forgotten the candies and peanuts that he had promised the boys. Still, he loved them very much and went into the room where they slept to take a look at them and make sure that they were resting comfortably. The result of his investigation was far from satisfactory. He turned and shifted the youngsters about in bed. One of them began to kick and talk about a basket full of crabs.
　　Mr. Pontellier returned to his wife with the information that Raoul had a high fever and needed looking after. Then he lit his cigar and went and sat near the open door to smoke it.
　　Mrs. Pontellier was quite sure Raoul had no fever. He had gone to bed perfectly well, she said, and nothing had made him sick. Mr. Pontellier was too well familiar with fever symptoms to be mistaken. He assured her the child was burning with fever at that moment in the next room.
　　He reproached his wife with her inattention, her habitual neglect of the children. If it was not a mother's place to look after children, whose on earth was it? He himself had his hands full with his business. He could not be in two places at once; making a living for his family on the street, and staying home to see that no harm done to them. He talked in a dull, repeated and insistent way.
　　Mrs. Pontellier sprang out of bed and went into the next room. She soon came back and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her head down on the pillow. She said nothing, and refused to answer her husband when he questioned her. When his cigar was smoked out, he went to bed, and in half a minute was fast asleep.
　　Mrs. Pontellier was by that time thoroughly awake. She began to cry a little, and wiped her eyes on the sleeve of her nightdress. She went out on the porch, where she sat down and began to rock herself in the chair.
　　It was then past midnight. The cottages were all dark. There was no sound except the hooting of an old owl and the everlasting voice of the sea, which broke like a mournful lullaby (催眠曲) upon the night.
　　The tears came so fast to Mrs. Pontellier's eyes that the damp sleeve of her nightdress no longer served to dry them. She went on crying there, not caring any longer to dry her face, her eyes, her arms.
　　She could not have told why she was crying. Such experiences as had just happened were not uncommon in her married life. They seemed never before to have weighed much against theabundance (充足) of her husband's kindness and a uniform devotion which had come to be self-understood.
　　An indescribable oppression, which seemed to generate in some unfamiliar part of her consciousness, filled her whole being with vague pain. It was like a shadow, like a mist passing across her soul's summer day. It was strange and unfamiliar; it was a mood. She did not sit there inwardly scolding her husband, expressing sadness about Fate, which had directed her footsteps to the path which they had taken. She was just having a good cry all to herself.
　　The mosquitoes succeeded in driving away a mood which might have held her there in the darkness half a night longer.
　　The following morning Mr. Pontellier was up in good time to take the carriage which was to convey him to the ship. He was returning to the city to his business, and they would not see him again at the Island till the coming Saturday. He had regained his calmness, which seemed to have been somewhatweakened the night before. He was eager to be gone, as he looked forward to a lively week in the financial center.
【小题1】Mr.Pontellier comes back home from his night out in a/an ______state of mind.

A．excited

B．confused

C．depressed

D．disappointed

【小题2】 Mr. Pontellier criticizes his wife because ______.

A．she is not wholly devoted to her children

B．she does little housework but sleep

C．she knows nothing about fever symptoms

D．she fails to take her son to hospital

【小题3】The writer would most likely describe Mr. Pontellier’s conduct during the evening as ______.

A．impatient and generous	B．enthusiastic and responsible
C．concerned and gentle	D．inconsiderate and self-centered

【小题4】The underlined sentence suggests that Mr. Pontellier's complaints to his wife are ______.

A．hesitant and confused	B．not as urgent as he claims
C．angry and uncertain	D．too complex to make sense

【小题5】In paragraphs 8 to 13, Mrs. Pontellier’s reactions to her husband’s behavior suggest that ______.

A．she accepts unquestioningly her role of taking care of the children

B．this is one of the first times she has acknowledged her unhappiness with her husband

C．her relationship with her husband is not what has made her depressed

D．she is angry about something that happened before her husband left

【小题6】The passage shows Mr. Pontellier is happiest when he ______.

A．sits near the open door smoking a cigar and talking

B．makes up with his wife after a heated argument

C．has been away from home or is about to leave home

D．has given his children gifts of candies and peanuts