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话
题
家
庭
、
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与
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的
人
Family, friends and people around
Reading
Class
：
Name
：
Group
：
No
：
Learning
Objectives
：
1.
Review the
important words and expressions in the reading
material:
2. Learn the
reading skills: scanning and
skimming
Learning Key
Points
：
1.
Grasp the
important words and expressions in the reading
material
2.
Master the reading skills: scanning and
skimming
Learning Difficult
Points
：
Improve
the reading ability
Learning
Procedures
：
I.
【
Pre-class
homework
】
Assessment
:
Read the passage and choose the best
answer
(1)
Every
man
wants
his
son
to
be
somewhat
of
a
clone,
not
in
features
but
in
footsteps.
As
he
grows
you
also
age,
and
your
ambitions
become
more
unachievable. You begin to realize that
yo
ur boy, in your footsteps, could
probably
accomplish what you hoped for.
But footsteps can be muddied and they can go off
in different directions.
My
son Jody has hated school since day one in
kindergarten. Science projects
waited
until the last moment. Book reports
weren
’
t written until the
final threat.
I
’
ve
been
a
newspaperman
all
my
adult
life.
My
daughter
is
a
university
graduate
working
toward
her
master
’
s
degree
in
English.
But
Jody?
When
he
entered the tenth grade he became a
“vo
-
tech”
student (
技
校
学
生
). They
’
re
called
“motorheads”
by the
rest of the student body.
When
a
secretary
in
my
office
first
called
him
“motorhead”,
I
was
shocked.
“Hey, he’s a good kid,” I wanted to
say. “And smart, really.”
I
learned later that motorheads are, indeed,
different.
They usually have dirty
hands
and
wear
dirty
work
clothes.
And
they
don’t
often
make
school
honor
roll
s(
光
荣
榜
)
.
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But
being
the
parent
of
a
motorhead is
itself
an
experience in
education. We
who labor in
clean shirts in offices don’t have the abilities
th
at motorheads have. I
began to learn this when I had my car
crashed. The cost to repair it was estimated
at $$800. “Hey, I can fix it,” said
Jody. I doubted it , but let him go ahead, for I
had
nothing to lose.
My
son,
with
other
motorheads,
fixed
the
car.
They
got
parts
(
零
件
)
from
a
junkyard,
non-toasting
toaster
have
been
fixed.
Neighbors
and
co-workers
trust
their car repair to
him.
Since that first repair job, a
broken air-conditioner, a non-functioning washer
and
a
non-
toasting
toaster
have
been
fixed.
Neighbors
and
co
-workers
trust
their
car repairs to him.
These
kids
are
happiest
when
doing
repairs.
They
joke
and
laugh
and
are
living
in
their
own
relaxed
world.
And
their
minds
are
bright
despite
their
dirty
hands and clothes.
I
have
learned
a
lot
from
my
motorhead:
p
ublishers
need
printers,
engineers
need mechanics, and architects need
builders. Most important, I have learned that
fathers don’t need clones in footsteps
or anywhere else.
My
son
may
never
make
the
school
honor
roll.
But
he
made
mine.
(NMET
2016
天
津
)
41. What used to be the
author
’
s hope for his
son?
A. To avoid becoming
his clone.
B. To resemble
him in appearance.
C. To
develop in a different direction.
D. To reach the
author
’
s unachieved goals.
42. What can we learn about the
author
’
s children?
A. His daughter does better in
school.
B. His daughter has
got a master
’
s degree.
C. His son tried hard to finish
homework.
D. His son
couldn
’
t write his book
reports.
43. The author let his son
repair the car because he believed
that_______.
A. His son had
the ability to fix it.
B. it would save
him much time.
C. it
wouldn
’
t cause him any more
loss
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D.
other motorheads would come to help.
44. In the
author
’
s eyes, motorheads
are _______.
A. tidy and
hardworking
B. cheerful and smart
C. lazy but bright
D.
relaxed but rude
45. What did the
author realize in the end?
A. It is unwise to expect your child to
follow your path.
B. It is
important for one to make the honor
roll.
C. Architects play a
more important role than builders.
D. Motorheads have greater
abilit
y than office workers.
(2)
Two
things
changed
my
life:
my
mother
and
a
white
plastic
bike
basket.
I
have
thought
long
and
hard
about
it
and
it’s
true.
I
would
be
a
different
person
if
my
mom
hadn’t
turned
a
silly
bicycle
accessory
i
nto
a
life
lesson
I
carry
with
me
today.
My
mother
and
father
were
united
in
their
way
of
raising
children,
but
it
mostly
fell
to
my
mother
to
actually
carry
it
out.
Looking
back,
I
honestly
don’t
know how she did it.
Managing the family budget must have been a very
hard task,
but
she
made
it
look
effortless.
If
we
complained
about
not
having
what
another
kid
did,
we’d
hear
something
like,
“I
don’t
care
what
so
–
and
–
so
got
for
his
birthday,
you
are
not
getting
a
TV
in
your
room
a
car
for
your
birthday
a
l
avish
sweet 16
party.” We had to earn our allowance by doing
chores around the house. I
can
still
l
remember
how
long
it
took
to
polish
the
legs
of
our
coffee
table.
My
brothers can no doubt remember hours
spent cleaning the house .Like the two little
girls growing up at the White
House,
we made our own beds (no one
left the house
until
that
was
done)
and
picked
up
after
ourselves.
We
had
to
keep
track
of
our
belongings, and if something was lost,
it was not replaced.
It was
summer and ,one day ,my mother
drove me
to the bike shop to get a tire
fixed---
and
there
it
was
in
the
window,
White,
shiny,
plastic
and
decorated
with
flowers ,the basket winked at me and I
knew
----I
knew---
I had to have it.
“It’s
beautiful,”
my
mother
said
when
I
pointed
it
out
to
her,”
What
a
neat
basket.”
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I tried to hold off at
first, I played it cool for a short while. But
then I guess I
couldn’t
stand it any
longer:
“
Mom, please,
can I get it? I’
ll do extra
chores for as
long as you say,
I’ll do anything
, but I need
that basket, I love that basket. Please,
Mom. Please?
”
I was desperate.
“You
know,”
she
said
,
gently
rubbing
my
back
while
we
both
stared
at
what
I
believes was the coolest thing
ever,”
If you save up you
could buy this yourself.”
“By
the time I
make enough it’ll
be
g
one!”
“Maybe
Roger here could hold i
t for you,” she
smiled at Roger
, the bike guy.
“He
can’t
hold
it
for that
long
,
Mom.
Someone
else
will
buy
it.
Please,
Mom,
Please?”
“There might be another
way,”
she said.
And
so
our
paying
plan
unfolded.
My
mother
bought
the
beautiful
basket
and
put it
safely in some hiding place I
could
n
’t find.
Each week I eagerly counted my
growing
saving
increased
by
extra
work
here
and
there
(washing
the
car,
helping
my
mother
make
dinner,
delivering
or
collecting
things
on
my
bike
that
already
looked
naked
without
the
basket
in
front).
And
then,
weeks
later,
I
counted,
re-counted
and
jumped
for
joy.
Oh
,
happy
day!
I
made
it!
I
finally
had
the
exact
amount we’d agreed upon….
Days
later
the
unthinkable
happened.
A
neighborhood
girl
I
’d
played
with
millions of times appeared with the
exact same basket fitted
to her shiny,
new bike
that
already
had
all
the
bells
and
whistles.
I
rode
hard
and
fast
home
to
tell
my
mother about this
disaster.
This horrible turn of events.
And
then
came
the
lesson
I’ve
taken
with
me
through
my
life:
“
Honey,
Your
basket is extra-
special,”
Mom said, gently wiping away my hot
tears.
“
Your
basket
is special because you paid for
it yourself.”
(NMET
2016
浙
江
)
55. What can we learn from the first
two paragraphs?
A. The
children enjoyed doing housework.
B. The author came from a well-off
family.
C. The mother raised her
children in an unusual way.
D.
The children were fond of the US
president’s daughters.
56.
When the author saw the basket in the
window,
she
.
A.
fell in love with it
B. stared at her
mother
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