Dear Bridge of Hope supporters, July 2010 was a productive month for the teachers at BOH. Marilyn traveled to Liberia and helped Kathleen Ngenda with her teacher training program on Basic Adult Literacy. During the eight-day training, she helped the teachers learn to pronounce, spell and write correctly. They are currently working on personal sets of cards and lists so that they can teach this concept to students in the fall. Kathleen plans on two trips back to the school to monitor teachers in their teaching. Marilyn found a very dedicated （投入的）and enthusiastic group of elementary teachers who are focused on bettering themselves as educators. BOHUSA will offer financial support for their further educational studies this fall. Our goal is to have all staff be certified by the end of 2013. The Liberian government recommends a C-certificate for teachers of elementary students, which can be obtained in one year of education classes (taken on Saturdays). There is a great need to add seventh and eighth grade classrooms and a library. There is actually no room, however, and so we need to add a second floor. Currently the ground floor houses the church and the school uses this space for daily services. The first floor would give space for three more classrooms, in addition to a large reading room and computer labs. About $40,000 to 50,000 is required to meet the educational needs. If you would like to contribute to this building project, please make out your check to: Bridge of Hope 12002 Arnold Rd. Orrville, Ohio 44667 Bridge of Hope Foundation is a non-profit organization. You do not have to pay tax on your contributions.
1.
Marilyn went to Liberia to ______.
A.
take a trip
B.
visit a school
C.
take training classes
D.
help train teachers
2.
What do we know about the school from Paragraph 4?
It was Saturday when the entire summer world was bright and fresh. Tom looked at the fence, which was long and high, feeling all enthusiasm leaving him. He dipped his brush into the whitewash before moving it along the top board of the fence. He knew other boys would arrive soon with all minds of interesting plans for this day. As walking past him, they would tease him for having to work on a beautiful Saturday—which burnt him like fire. He, putting his hands into his pockets and taking out all he owned with the expectation of letting someone paint, found nothing that could buy half an hour of freedom. At this dark and hopeless moment, a wonderful idea occurred to him, pouring a great bright light into his mind. He took up his brush and continued to work pleasantly with calm and quietness. Presently, Ben Rogers came in sight—munching an apple and making joyful noises like the sound of a riverboat as he walked along. Tom went on whitewashing, paying no attention to the steamboat. “Hello!” Ben said, “I’m going swimming, but you can’t go, can you?” No answer. Tom moved his brush gently along the fence and surveyed the result. Ben came nearer. Tom’s mouth watered for Ben’s apple while he kept painting the fence. Ben said, “That’s a lot of work, isn’t it?” Tom turned suddenly saying “Here you are! Ben! I didn’t notice you.” “I’m going swimming,” Ben said. “Don’t you wish you could go? Or would you rather work?” Tom said, “Work? What do you mean ‘work’?” “Isn’t that work?” Tom continued painting and answered carelessly, “Maybe it is, and maybe it isn’t. All I know is it suits Tom Sawyer.” “Do you mean that you enjoy it?” “I don’t see why I oughtn’t to enjoy it.” “Does a boy have a chance to paint a fence frequently” said Tom. Ben stopped munching his apple. Tom moved his brush back and forth—stepped back to note the effect—added a little paint here and there. Ben watched every move, getting more and more interested, more and more absorbed1. After a short time, he said, “Tom, let me whitewash a little.” Tom seemed to be thinking for a moment before he said, “No, Aunt Polly wants this fence to be perfect. If it was the back fence, maybe you could do it. But this fence beside the street is where everybody can see it. It has to be done right.” “Oh, come on, let me try. I’ll be careful. Listen, Tom. I’ll give you part of my apple if you let me paint.” “No, Ben, I’m afraid—” “I’ll give you all the apple!” Tom handed the brush to Ben with unwillingness on his face but alacrity in his heart. While the riverboat worked and sweated in the hot sun, Tom, an artist sat in the shade close by, munching his apple, and planning how he could trick more of the boys. Before long there were enough boys each of whom came along the street; stopped to laugh but soon begged to be allowed to paint. By the middle of the afternoon, Tom had got many treasures while the fence had had three layers of whitewash on it. If he hadn’t run out of whitewash, he would have owned everything belonging to the boys in the village. Tom said to himself that the world was not so depressing after all. He had discovered a great law of human action: in order to make a man cover a thing, it is only necessary to make the thing difficult to attain.
1.
By using “Tom continued painting and answered carelessly”, the author shows Tom ______ when he was talking to Ben.
A.
made mistakes
B.
damaged things
C.
was natural
D.
wasn’t concentrating
2.
The underlined word “alacrity” in the last but two paragraph most probable means “______”.
A.
kindness
B.
discouragement
C.
sympathy
D.
eagerness
3.
Which of the following is TRUE according to the passage? ________
A.
Tom did not want to go swimming at all
B.
Tom was asked to help Aunt Polly paint the fence
C.
Tom did not get along well with his friends
D.
Tom was very busy that Saturday afternoon.
4.
We can draw a conclusion from the last paragraph that _______.
When Boris left school, he could not find a job. He tried hard and pestered (纠缠) his relatives, but they had problems of their own. He answered advertisements until he could not afford to buy any more stamps. Boris grew annoyed, then depressed, then a little hardened. Still he went on trying and still he failed. He began to think that he had no future at all. “Why don't you start your own business?” one of his uncles told him. “The world is a money-locker. You'd better find a way of opening it.” “But what can I do?” “Get out and have a look round.” advised his uncle in a vague sort of way. “See what people want; then give it to them, and they will pay for it.” Boris began to cycle around the town and found a suitable piece of a waste ground in the end. Then he set up his business as a cycle repairer. He worked hard, made friends with his customers and gradually managed to build up his goodwill and profit. A few months later, he found that he had more work than he could deal with by himself. He found a number of empty shops but they were all no good: in the wrong position, too expensive or with some other snag(障碍). But at long last, he managed to find an empty shop on a new estate where there were plenty of customers but no competition. Boris and his assistant taught themselves how to repair scooters and motor-cycles. Slowly but surely the profits increased and the business developed. At last, Boris had managed to open the money-locker and found bank notes and gold coins inside.
1.
Which of the following best describes Boris' job hunting experience?
A.
Surprising.
B.
Encouraging.
C.
Boring.
D.
Disappointing.
2.
Which of the following would be the best title for the passage?
A.
Goodwill is the key to success
B.
The world is a money-locker
C.
No education, no future
D.
Difficulty of starting a small business
3.
Boris started his career by .
A.
repairing cycles
B.
developing a waste ground
C.
cycling around the town
D.
buying empty shops
4.
Boris finally chose an empty shop on a new estate because .
A car drew up outside the Swan Hotel and a young man got out.Pausing only for a moment to see that he had come to the right place，he went into the hotel and rang the bell on the counter of the bar. Mrs.Crump，the landlady，who was busy in the kitchen at the time，hurried out，wiping her hands.The young man raised his hat. “Excuse me，”he said.“I’m looking for my uncle，Mr.White.I believe he is staying here.” “He was staying here.”Mrs.Crump corrected him.“But I’m afraid that he went back to London yesterday.” “Oh，dear，”said the young man，looking disappointed.“I understood that he was going to stay here until the end of the month.At least that is what his servant told me when I rang up his house.” “Quite right，”said Mrs，Cramp.“He planned to stay here the whole of July，as he always does. But yesterday he got a telegram to say that his relative was ill.So he caught the train back to London immediately.” “I wish he had let me know, ”The young man said.“I wrote him a letter saying that I was coming.I’ve had all this trouble for nothing.Well，since he isn’t here，there’s no point in waiting.” He thanked Mrs.Grump and went out.Mrs.Grump went to the window and watched him drive off.When his car was out of sight，she called out：“You can come out now, Mr.White. He’s gone.” Mr.White came out of the kitchen，where he had been waiting. “Many thanks，Mrs.Grump，”he said，laughing，“you did that very well.These nephews of mine never gave me any peace.That young man is the worst of them all.As you see，when he needs money, he even follows me into the country.Well，perhaps next time he won’t warn me by writing a letter!”
