My father gave me ______ A.a good advice B.a good piece of advice C.some good advices D.a good pi
My father gave me ______
A.a good advice B.a good piece of advice
C.some good advices D.a good piece advice
My father gave me ______
A.a good advice B.a good piece of advice
C.some good advices D.a good piece advice
第1题
The message in the botde was found______years later.
A.25
B.24
C.29
D.20
第2题
My mother will not allow me to go, ______.
A.my father will either
B.either my father will
C.neither will my father
D.nor my father will
第3题
A.rudely
B.carelessly
C.strictly
D.decently
第4题
B.Congratulations! That’s a difficult course.
C.Mr. Brown is very good.
D.Good luck to you!
第5题
The message Laura her husband was most likely“_________”
A.Do hot beat the kid any more
B.Learn to take care of the family
C.Leave me and my children
D.Be a good father
第6题
At 13 years old, Keith Peiris is the world's youngest CEO(Chief Executive Officer). But he says that there is nothing different about him compared to other children his age.
Keith launched(开办)a website for his own company at the age of 10. While other children were receiving awards for their achievements, Peiris was giving scholarships from Cyberteks Design, his own company, to pupils at his school.
Though he's just a teenager, he is already experiencing the pains of adult life.
Peiris is about 1.5 metres tall with big brown eyes and curly (卷曲的)jet-black hair. "His big eyes show his intelligence. They show his wisdom," said Christine St Pierre, a journalist from the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation.
When he was asked for an exclusive (独家的)interview, Peiris looked at his watch and said, "20 minutes, 30 minutes at most, OK?"
He has the air of a real businessman who treasures every minute of his time.
Cyberteks Design mainly serves North America. But since Peiris visited China, he said he would try to find a way to cater for(迎合) China's Shanghai market as well.
"China is growing and in the next 10 to 20 years it will be among the top countries for business. Now China's become a member of the WTO, Shanghai will have more business opportunities ," said the young businessman.
"At the moment it is hard to compete with local companies in Shanghai because of the cost, especially of hardware."
"At first, my age will be the largest issue, but in the end that won't be important," he added, "Once I get more and more clients(客户),we will build a reputation(信誉) and people will take me more seriously."
Peiris answers questions quickly and is very articulate (表达能力强的)for his age. He said he had come to know Shanghai pretty well through TV programmes shown on CNN before his trip.
He added, "When I was about five, my father gave me my own computer and started teaching me a few things about how to use it. I have not seen any parents do that for their children."
Keith Peiris is now ______.
A.a student
B.CEO of a company
C.doing business in Shanghai
D.both A and B
第7题
The message Laura left her husband was most likely"______"
A.Do not beat the kid any more
B.Learn to take care of the family
C.Leave me and my children
D.Be a good father
第8题
Which is NOT true?
A.It was Tom who suggested that I open the bottle.
B.I opened it easily without any help.
C.I put it between my knees and began to pull.
D.The guests gave me many helpful suggestions.
第9题
The message Laura left her husband was most likely "_____".
A.Do not beat the kid any more
B.Learn to take care of the family
C.Leave me and my children
D.Be a good father
第10题
MRS WARREN: (piteously) Oh, my darling, how can you be so hard on me? Have I no rights over you as your mother? VIVIE: Are you my mother? MRS WARREN; (appalled) Am I your mother! Oh, Vivie! VIVIE : Then where are our relatives? my father? our family friends? You claim the rights of a mother ; the right to call me fool and child; to speak to me as no woman in authority over me at college dare speak to me; to dictate my way of life; and to force on me the acquaintance of a brute whom anyone can see to be the most vicious sort of London man about town. Before I give myself the trouble to resist such claims, I may as well find out whether they have any real existence. MRS WARREN: (distracted, throwing herself on her knees) Oh no, no. Stop, stop. I am your mother; I swear it. Oh , you can t mean to turn on me—my own child \ it s not natural. You believe me, don t you? Say you believe me. VIVIE : Who was my father? MRS WARREN: You don t know what you re asking. I can t tell you. VIVIE: (determinedly) Oh yes you can, if you like. I have a right to know; and you know very well that I have that right. You can refuse to tell me, if you please, but if you do, will see the last of me tomorrow morning. MRS WARREN: Oh, it s too horrible to hear you talk like that. You wouldnt—you couldnt leave me. VIVIE: (ruthlessly) Yes, without a moment s hesitation, if you trifle with me about this. (Shivering with disgust) How can I feel sure that I may not have the contaminated blood of that brutal waster in my veins? MRS WARREN: No, no. On my oath it s not he, nor any of the rest that you have ever met. I m certain of that, at least. Vivie s eyes fasten sternly on her mother as the significance of this flashes on her. Questions:
Identify the author and the title of the play.
第11题
Paras. 1-3
I remember the very day that I became black. Up to my thirteenth year I lived in the little Negro town of Eatonville, Florida. It is exclusively a black town. The only white people I knew passed through the town going to or coming from Orlando, Florida. The native whites rode dusty horses, and the northern tourists traveled down the sandy village road in automobiles. The town knew the Southerners and never stopped chewing sugar cane when they passed. But the Northerners were something else again. They were peered at cautiously from behind curtains by the timid. The bold would come outside to watch them go past and got just as much pleasure out of the tourists as the tourists got out of the village.
The front deck might seem a frightening place for the rest of the town, but it was a front row seat for me. My favorite place was on top of the gatepost. Not only did I enjoy the show, but I didn't mind the actors knowing that I liked it. I usually spoke to them in passing. I'd wave at them and when they returned my wave, I would say a few words of greeting. Usually the automobile or the horse paused at this, and after a strange exchange of greetings, I would probably "go a piece of the way" with them, as we say in farthest Florida, and follow them down the road a bit. If one of my family happened to come to the front of the house in time to see me, of course the conversation would be rudely broken off.
During this period, white people differed from black to me only in that they rode through town and never lived there. They liked to hear me "speak pieces" and sing and wanted to see me dance, and gave me generously of their small silver for doing these things, which seemed strange to me, for I wanted to do them so much that I needed bribing to stop. Only they didn't know it. The colored people gave no coins. They disapproved of any joyful tendencies in me, but I was their Zora nevertheless. I belonged to them, to the nearby hotels, to the country—everybody's Zora.
My impressions of the white as a child: