要求：1）就此材料发表你的看法；

2）紧扣材料，有明确的观点；

3）词数不少于60；

4）在答题卡上作答。

1）家庭：

2）工作：

3）业余生活。

注意：1.词数100左右：2.可以适当增加细节，以使行文连贯：3.开头语已为你写好。

    It was an Art lesson. Rachel sat at the desk watching her classmates busy preparing the water jars and paints. She understood why Mrs. Weston asked her to sit down and got Lisa to fetch everything for her. It was always a disaster when Rachel tried to do Art!

    Rachel sighed and reached out to dip her brush in some black paint and—oh, no! She knocked over the jar. The water spread across the desk and drowned the paper. Lisa called Mrs. Weston to see what Rachel had done. Rachel went red in the face. She jumped to her feet to get a cloth. Her chair fell over backwards. She turned round and her paintbrush caught Lisa across the face, giving her a black moustache. Lisa was so surprised that she fell back against a wire bookstand. It came crashing down and the books went all over the floor.

    How clumsy (笨拙的)! Rachel thought as she went home on the bus. The bus stopped outside her house. She jumped up and her elbow (肘部) knocked a woman's hat right over her eyes. Oh, no! Rachel said sorry, got off and ran indoors. Mum wasn't in the kitchen but lay in bed as she caught an awful cold. Rachel offered to make a cup of tea but Mum would rather wait for Dad. Rachel sighed. She understood Mum was afraid she would spill (溅出) it.

    "But would you go to Mrs. Willow for some cold medicine?" asked Mum. Rachel turned to the door at once. "But Rachel Mrs. Willow's house is full of beautiful things, so if she asks you to come in, you'd better say no." Rachel sighed and ran out.

    Mrs. Willow was an old lady with white hair and sharp blue eyes living in an old house. She opened the door and invited her in. Rachel said why she came and that she preferred to wait outside remembering her mother's warning. Mrs. Willow insisted Rachel come inside. Rachel took a deep breath and stepped in. She looked round Mrs. Willow's sitting room and saw at once why Mum had been worried.

注意：①所续写短文的词数应为150左右；②应使用5个以上短文中标有下划线的关键词语；③续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好；④续写完成后，请用下划线标出你所使用的关键词语。

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    There were beautiful things everywhere—pretty vases and pots.

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    With a smile Mrs. Willow comforted her saying it had been broken before.

Tyler was enrolled in my senior class for a semester. He had impulse-control (克制冲动)and anger management issues. He had been suspended(停课)many times in previous years. When he entered my class, I assumed the worst.

Tyler sat in the back row. Every time I talked in the front of the class, I would ask students questions, calling them by name. Unfortunately, every time I called on Tyler, he would respond with a glib (未经思考的) answer. If he got an answer wrong, he would become angry.

About a month into the year, I was still trying to connect with Tyler. I can usually get students involved in class discussions or at the least motivate them to sit quietly and attentively. By contrast, Tyler was just loud and offensive.

He had been in so much trouble through the years. He expected his teachers to know about his referrals (移交) where he was sent to the office, and suspensions, where he was given compulsory days to stay out of school. I had rarely found referrals to be effective because students would return from the office behaving worse than before.

One day, Tyler was talking while I was teaching. In the middle of the lesson, I said in the same tone of voice, "Tyler, why don't you join in our discussion instead of having one of your own?" With that, he got up from his chair, pushed it over and yelled something. I can't remember what he said other than that he included several impolite words. I sent Tyler to the office with a discipline referral, and he received a week's out-of-school suspension.

To this point, this was one of my worst teaching experiences. Tyler's anger was almost too much for me. The week Tyler was out of school was a wonderful time, and we got a lot accomplished as a class. However, the suspension week would soon come to an end, and I was fearful of his return.

On the day of Tyler's return, I stood at the door awaiting him.

……

A spark of surprise flashed across his face.

Polly, my stepmom, suggested the sweetest name to our pet dog: Mercy. We don't know why she gave the strange name. We soon learned it was just what this new dog would need.

My parents' bad tempered dog would jump out of bed and go-go-go all day long. So when they brought home a Christmas tree, they expected everything would be out of order. However, to their astonishment, Mercy didn't seem to take any care. She paid zero attention to the tree which suddenly grew in her living room. Nor did she react to the fancy presents under it, including a wrapped box of Milk-Bones.

Dad and Polly were quite careful; they'd never had a dog that didn't force them to move everything to higher ground as if they were expecting a flood. But Mercy seemed to take no notice. He didn't take any glance at it at all.

A few days before Christmas, Polly awoke early in the morning as usual. She passed the dusty living room and then stopped in surprise. Glancing back into the room, she saw that every last present was gone. Only the tree was still there.

Had they been robbed? Why hadn't Mercy barked? Where was she? Had the robbers taken her away? Polly noticed scrap of ribbon (丝带) on the floor, then bit of torn wrapping paper few feet away, some lights beyond that. The clues all made a mark leading toward the back door.

Polly put on the switch, bathing the backyard in light. The perpetrator's (肇事者)head lifted and froze. Alarm and guilt made her eyes wide. Oh, yes, it was Mercy.

She lay under her favorite tree in soft nest of shredde (碎片) wrapping paper, chewed-up boxes, and curling (缠绕) bits of ribbon. Presents, unpacked from their packages, were spread over everywhere. Beautifully wrapped boxes had gaping holes. Pieces of paper were mixed with the last remaining evidence of gifts. All the gift tags (标签) that could have been used as thank-you cards were destroyed.

Clearly Mercy's self-control had failed.

……

As for Thank-you cards, Mercy provided the answer.

Outside my kitchen window, there are people all over the place. We had lived in this house for a year and I knew everyone on the block, except Mrs. Miller, the old woman who lived by herself two doors down. She almost never left the house.

I thought it was time to get to know her. I carried my baby and set out to meet the neighbor. As I came to her house, Mrs. Miller's black dog looked at me. The dog was old, but she was always standing guard. I thought at least Mrs. Miller had someone to look after her. She needed more than a dog to rely on. I knocked on the front door.

"Come in!" Mrs. Miller said when she saw us, feeling a little surprised. "Have a seat here in the livingroom." I had only just sat down when her phone rang. Mrs. Miller received two phone calls.

When she answered and came back, she said, "I'm sorry, dear. It's just the neighbors calling to check in. Susan on the street was asking if she could pick up my groceries (食品杂货). The boys next door offered to take care of my garden."

"How nice it is," I thought. "Do you have children?" I asked. "No. It was just Mr. Miller and myself until he passed away." "I'm so sorry," I said. "You must have family. n She replied, "A sister. But we're both in poor health and it's difficult for us to visit each other." She pointed to her painful legs.

"Can you get to a doctor?" I asked. She said, "Oh, there's a nurse who usually comes to check on my health." Then her face became serious. She added, "Margo used to pick up my medicine every Monday. But she has just moved out of town."

I knew what she was thinking: What would she do without Margo?

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"I could take over for Margo," I said.

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When Christmas arrived, I decided to help Mrs. Miller prepare for the festival.