That cold January night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco. There I was, walking home at one in the morning after a tiring practice at the theatre. With opening night only a week ago, I was still learning my lines. I was having trouble dealing with my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about giving up both acting and San Francisco. City life had become too much for me.
As I walked down empty streets under tall buildings, I felt very small and cold. I began running, both to keep warm and to keep away from any possible robbers (抢劫犯). Very few people were still out except a few sad-looking homeless people under blankets.
About a block from my apartment (公寓房间), I heard a sound behind me. I turned quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me nervous, so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I realize what the noise had been. It had been my wallet falling to the sidewalk.
Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk anxiously for fifteen minutes, my wallet was nowhere to be found.
Just as I was about to give up the search, I heard the garbage truck (垃圾车) pull up to the sidewalk next to me. When a voice called from the inside, “ Alisa Camacho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? the door opened, and out jumped a small red-haired man with an amused look in his eye. “Is this what you’re looking for?” he asked, holding up a small square shape.
It was nearly 3 A.M. by the time I got into bed. I wouldn’t get much sleep that night, but I had gotten my wallet back. I also had gotten back some enjoyment of city life. I realized that the city couldn’t be a bad place as long as people were wiling to help each other.
1.How did the write feel when she was walking home after work?
A.Cold and sick |
B.Fortunate and helpful |
C.Satisfied and cheerful |
D.Disappointed and helpless |
2.From the first paragraph, we learn that the write was busy ______.
A.solving her problem at the bank |
B.taking part in various city activities |
C.learning acting in an evening school |
D.preparing for the first night show |
3.On her way home the writer _______.
A.lost her wallet unknowingly |
B.was stopped by a garbage truck driver |
C.was robbed of her wallet by an armed man |
D.found some homeless people following her |
4.In the fifth paragraph, why did the writer say she was dreaming?
A.Someone offered to take her back home. |
B.A red-haired man came to see her. |
C.She heard someone call her name |
D.Her wallet was found in a garbage truck. |
5.From the text, we can infer that the writer _________.
A.would stop working at night |
B.would stay on in San Francisco |
C.would make friends with cleaners |
D.would give up her job at the bank. |
Twenty years ago I drove a taxi for a living. One night I went to pick up a passenger at 2:30 AM. When I 21 -,I found the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor 22
I walked to the door and knocked “Just a minute” answered a weak elderly 23
After a long pause the door opened. A small woman in her eighties stood 24 me by her side was a small suitcase. I took the suitcase to the car and then 25to help the woman. She took my arm and we walked 26 toward the car.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. “It’s nothing” I told her. “I just try to 27 my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.” “Oh you’re such a good man.” She said. When we got into the taxi she gave me an address and then asked“Could you drive 28 downtown”
“It’s not the shortest way” I answered quickly.
“Oh I’m 29 ” she said. “I’m on my way to a hospice临终医院. I don’t have any 30 left. The doctor says I don’t have very long.”
I quietly reached over and 31 the meter计价器.
For the next two hours we drove through the city. She 32 me the building where she had once worked the neighborhood where she had lived and the furniture shop that had once been a ballroom where she had gone 33 as a girl.
Sometimes she’d ask me to slow down in front of a 34 building and would sit staring into the darkness saying nothing.
At 35 she suddenly said” I’m tired. Let’s go now.”
We drove in silence to the 36 she had given me. “How much do I 37 you” she asked. “Nothing.” I said. “You have to make a living” she answered. “Oh there are other 38 ” I answered. Almost without thinking I 39 and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly. Our hug ended with her remark“You gave an old woman a little moment of joy.”
I walked into the 40 morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
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is known to us all is that the Olympic Games will take place in Beijing.
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In the continuous high temperature weather, it is not to fit to gather.
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It was his courage, not his skill, really struck me most
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