Mrs. Green lives in the country, and she doesn't know London very well. One day, she goes to London, but she can't find her 1. Just then, she 2 a man near the bus stop. "I can ask him the way," she 3. Then she goes over to the man and asks, "Excuse me, will you please 4 me the way to King Street?" 5 the man doesn't say anything. He is 6 Cuba. He doesn't speak  7. He comes to London for a 8. He takes out a 9 and writes something on it. Then he 10 it to Mrs. Green, "Sorry, I can't speak English."

    I had worked that day, as a nurse. Now I faced the dirty supper dishes. I wanted to 1 why Jimmy hadn't phoned as usual to say "Good night" to Bob and Tom. "Maybe Daddy's  2 working on an accident," I said to Bob. "Go to 3 now. You'll see him in the morning." Soon there was a knock at the door. "There 4 be something wrong with your phone," my neighbor told me. "The City Police Station wants you to 5."

    I went into the living room and dialed. Then I 6  the words every police wife fears (害怕): "Your husband has been hurt." When I reached the hospital, my heart sank (下沉). The entrance was jammed with TV-news trucks. In the 7 I saw Jimmy's best friend, Smith. "Just tell me -is he alive?" I asked.

    Smith 8 and didn't answer. Then I found my younger sister, Mandy. "He's 9." she told me, and we began to cry together.

    Later, Smith told me 10 had happened.

    In the morning, when my little Bob asked, "Where's Daddy?" I 11 him into my arms and tried to explain. "A bad man 12 Daddy last night." I said. "Daddy can't come home any more. He's in heaven(天堂) now."

    My son looked at me, his blue eyes 13 the picture of trust(相信). "Do they have 14 in heaven?" he asked. "Can I call him?"

    "No, Bob, Daddy still loves you, but Daddy can't 15".

    A friend of mine named Paul received an expensive car from his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve when Paul came out of his office, a boy was walking around the shinning car. “Is this your car ,Paul ?” he asked. Paul answered ,“Yes, my brother gave it to me for Christmas.” The boy was surprised . “You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn't cost you anything? Well , I wish…” He hesitated.

    Of course, Paul knew what he was going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like that . But what the boy said surprised Paul greatly.

    “I wish,” the boy went on ,“that I could be a brother like that.” Paul looked at the boy in surprise, then he said again,“ Would you like to take a ride in my car ?”

    “Oh yes, I'd love that.”

    After a short ride, the boy with his eyes shining, “Paul, would you mind driving in front of my house?”

    Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the boy wanted. He wanted to show his neighbours that he could ride home in a big car. But Paul was wrong again. “Will you stop where those two steps are ?” the boy asked.

    He ran up to the steps. Then in a short while Paul heard him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little crippled* brother. He sat him down on the step and pointed to the car.

    “There it is , Buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn't cost him a cent. And some day I'm going to give you one just like it…Then you can see for yourself all the nice things in the Christmas windows that I've been trying to tell you about.”

    Paul got out and lifted the boy to the front seat of his car. The shining—eyed older brother climbed in beside him and the three of them began an unforgettable holiday ride.

    John worked in an office in a small town. One day his boss1him, "John, I want you to go to London, and to2Mr. Black. Here's the address. His office is near the station. "

    John went to London3train. He left the station and thought, "The office isn't 4the station. I'll find it5. "

    But after an hour he was still looking for it, so he stopped and asked an old woman. She said, "Just go along this street, and turn left6the end, and it's the  7building on the right. " John went and found it.

    8days later, John went to the same city,9again he couldn't find the office, so he asked someone the way. It was10old woman! She was very surprised and said, "Are you still looking for that place?"

阅读下面短文，掌握其大意,然后从A、B、C、D四个选项中选择一个最佳选项。

    My friends and I joined a two-day survival training course in the mountains. The first day was really 1 there was so much to do! Arriving at the campsite, We were divided into group and given a tent, some food, a2 and a compass, Sunning next to a small river, Fanny 3 camping in the grassy area nearby. However, our instructor, Mr. Lee, pointed out that it might flood if it rained. In the end, we found a higher area. Putting up the tent was very hard. Luckily Mr. Lee helped us a lot.

    By the time we had put up the tent, everyone was really hungry." We wouldn't have got this hungry if we had brought some snacks, "Peter said. We all told him to4 complaining and help us start a fire to cook our food 5. Realizing we were having trouble making the fire, he finally6.

    The next day started early, Woken by a strange noise, Peter went to see what was happening." some cows have eaten our breakfast! " he shouted.

    "That's all because you didn't 7 the food properly last night," said Mr. Lee.

    Worried that Mr. Lee was angry with us, we tried very hard on our next task-using the map and compass to find a secret location. We made it to the location8 the other groups did. We all felt very proud of 9.

    The survival training course was a great 10.Now I feel I could survive anywhere!

    I lost my sight when I was four years old by falling off a boxcar in a freight yard in Atlantic City, and1on my head. Now, I am 32. I can vaguely remember the brightness of sunshine and what color red is. It would be wonderful to see again But a disaster can do strange things to people.

    At the time, I was bewildered and afraid, but I was lucky. My parents and my teachers saw something in me, a potential, which I didn't see. And they made me want to fight it out with2

    The hardest3I had to learn was to believe in myself. That was basic. If I hadn't been able to do that, I would have collapsed and become a chair rocker for the rest of my life. When I say believe in myself, I am not talking about 4 the kind of self-confidence that helps me down an unfamiliar staircase alone. That is5of it, but I mean something bigger than that: a confidence that I am a real,6person; that somewhere there is a special place7I can make myself fit. It took me years to discover and strengthen this confidence. It had to8the most elementary things.

    I can still remember once, when a man gave me an indoor baseball. I thought he was laughing at me, and I was9

    "I can't use this," I said.

    "Take it with you," he urged me "and roll it around."

    The words10in my head: "Roll it around, roll it around" By rolling the ball, I could11where it went. This gave me an idea how to achieve a goal I had thought12: playing baseball.

    At Philadelphia's Overbrook School for the Blind, I invented a successful variation of baseball. We called it groundball.

    All my life. I have13ahead of me a series of goals, and then tried to reach them one at a time I would14sometimes anyway, but on the average, I made progress.

    I believe in life now. I don't mean that I would prefer to go without my eyes. I simply mean that the loss of them made me more15what I had left.