We called her the "Lemon Lady" because of the sour-puss face she always presented to the public
and because she grew the finest lemons we had ever seen, on two huge trees in her front garden. We
often wondered why she looked so sour and how she grew such lemons -but we could find out nothing
about her. She was an old lady - at least 70 years of age, at a guess, perhaps more.
One day we answered an advertisement for a flat to rent, as we had been asked to leave ours as
soon as we could, and when we went to the address given, it was the house of the Lemon Lady.
She didn"t "unfreeze" during the whole of our interview. She said the flat would not be ready for
occupation for about a month; that she had 45 names on her list and might add more before she would
select the people to suit her best. She was just firm and austere, and I gathered that we were not likely
to be the ones selected.
As my husband and I were leaving, I said, "How do you grow those wonderful lemons?" She gave
a wintry smile, which transformed her whole expression and made her look sweet and somehow pitiful.
"I do grow nice lemons," she replied. We went on to tell her how much we had always admired them
every time we had passed, and she opened up and told us quite a lot about this fruit. "You know the
general theory of pruning(修剪), I suppose?" She asked.
"Oh," said my husband, "I understand about pruning fruit trees and roses, but you must not prune
lemons, or so I understand." He added these last words when he saw from the Lemon Lady"s expression
that he had said the wrong thing.
"No," said the Lemon Lady, "you must not prune lemons unless you want them to grow like mine.
What is the reason for pruning?"
"Well, to cut off dead or diseased wood; to prevent one branch chafing another; to let the sunlight
into the center of the bush and to promote the growth of the more virile buds."
"Very nicely put," said the Lemon Lady. "And why do you think that lemons are better with dead
or diseased wood on them; why should you not let sunlight into them; why should allowing many sickly
buds to develop make it a healthier tree?"
"I hadn"t thought about it at all," confessed my husband rather shamefacedly, as he prides himself on
being an original thinker, and here he was allowing an old lady to out-think him. "Everyone here said you
mustn"t prune lemons, so I thought it must be right."
We thanked her for the information and left, on much better terms with her than we would have ever
thought possible. We even felt quite a degree of affection towards her.
In the course of the next three weeks we saw several places that might have been to let but which for
various reasons we could not get. Eventually we got a place that suited us very well and I returned to tell
the Lemon Lady that we would not be needing her flat.
She was very nice and gave me afternoon tea. She said in her precise and careful style, "I"m glad you
have a house for the sake of your little boy, because a flat is no place for a child, especially a boy. But
for my own sake, I"m very sorry. I had decided to let you have the flat because I think we could have
got on very well together and because you liked my lemons."
As I left, she handed me a bag with two huge lemons in it. They were the most magnificent I have
ever seen. As I looked back from the gate and saw her sweet smile, I wondered why we had called
her the Lemon Lady.
As my husband said to me afterwards, "No one could do anything so well as she grew those lemons,
without being very proud of the accomplishment, and our touching on them was a good point in
psychology." We have used that idea to good effect several times since then.
At the house we did rent was a dying old lemon tree. My husband shook his head sadly as he gazed
at it. "Too late for treatment, I"m afraid," he said, but he set to and pruned it ruthlessly. We were in that
house for four years and from the second year onward, we each had the juice of a lemon every morning,
and when we left we took with us two 60-pound cases of lemons from the tree, and after we left a friend wrote and asked why we hadn"t picked the lemons before we left.
We still call her the Lemon Lady, but the term is now one of pure affection. (825 words)
B. By giving examples
C. By explaining details
D. By Comparing lemons with other fruit trees
B. being proud of the accomplishment
C. being proud of doing something well
D. touching of something one takes pride in
a.Having lemon juice every year.
b.Talking about lemon pruning.
c.Leaving with two cases of lemons.
d.Visiting the Lemon Lady.
e.Wondering about the wonderful lemons.
B. debac
C. debca
D. edbca
B. careful and friendly
C. generous and strict
D. proud and serious
B. Renting a flat
C. The Lemon Lady
D. The pure affection
tape recorder. "Oum Khalsoum", says one of the other men sitting in the coffee bar to nobody in
particular. "This is Oum Khalsoum singing".
Jack takes another sip of sweet mint(薄荷) tea and nods in agreement without saying anything. His uncle
lives in Egypt, and every time he visits him, he tells him the story of how he saw the well-known singer at
one of her concerts in Cairo in 1970, not long before she died. The song seems to go on forever, and it"s
very sad. He thinks it"s beautiful, but he doesn"t want to hear it now. It"s too sad for him. It makes him
think of his uncle in Egypt who he hasn"t seen for many years now, and also about the reason why his
uncle lives in Egypt while his aunt lived in Lebanon and why he, on the other hand, lives in Jordan, and
why he is in Jerusalem now.
His father died a few months ago. After that, he found that there were so many things that he had
wanted to ask his father, but had never asked . He realized that he knew very little about his own family,
and decided to try and find out more about the place where his father had grown up, and where his
grandparents (who had died when he was very young) were from.
He has now spent a couple of days wandering around Jerusalem with an old, torn photograph in his
hand. The photograph shows the whole family, his grandparents standing proudly at the centre of a
group of four children in front of a house on a busy street. Next to the house there seems to be a garden
with what look like olive (橄榄色) trees in it.
Jack, though, can"t find anywhere in this modern Jerusalem that looks much like the street or the
house where the photograph was taken. He feels sadder than the sad song playing in the cafe, thinking
now that he might never find the place where his father had been born and the place where his
grandparents had lived until they moved away in 1947.
B. His father
C. His mother
D. His family
B. in Jerusalem
C. in Jordan
D. in Cairo
B. Where his grandparents was from
C. He wanted to know more about his family
D. All of above
B. Jack has a photograph taken with his family
C. Jack looks happy and enjoys love from his family
D. Jack is a lonely man and knows little about his father
for us lately . We couldn"t understand the 1 , and we didn"t ask him for an explanation . 2 , we
decided to 3 him a lesson in the way he treated us .
Once we started giving Charles the 4 shoulder , almost everybody was taking no notice of him . He
looked so 5 , especially at lunchtime when he sat alone in the cafeteria . Now and then he nodded and
said , "Hey!" when 6 passed his table , but all he got 7 return were mean looks and silence .
At first I was glad my plan had 8 , but Charles" unhappiness made me upset . I only wanted him to
know 9 it felt like to be blown off , but I hadn"t thought about how badly my "lesson" would 10 him .
During one lunch period, I 11 as Charles repeatedly glanced at his watch , obviously 12 the
minutes until he could leave the cafeteria . I suddenly realized I had done wrong .
"Hey ! man . I"m terribly sorry." I called out .
Charles turned around 13 , clearly wanting to avoid eye contact .
"Oh, so you are talking to me now ?" he asked .
"I"m so sorry , 14 I had thought that you wanted to end our friendship." I said .
"What?" he nearly shouted , looking much 15 . "I"ve left you alone because I thought that was what
you wanted."
"Oh, my God ! Why would I want 16 ?" I shouted , completely puzzled .
Clearly , we both had been 17 each other wrong .
At first Charles couldn"t accept my 18 . I knew he needed time to 19 all the hurt I"d caused him .
But eventually , he did forgive me . We even started hanging out together 20 . And our friendship
wasn"t destroyed at all .
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I found out one time that doing a favor for someone could get you into a lot of trouble. I was in the eighth grade at the time, and we were having a final test. During the test, the girl sitting next to me whispered something, but I didn"t understand. So I leaned over her way and found out that she was trying to ask me if I had an extra pen. She showed me that hers was out of ink and would not write. I happened to have an extra one, so I took it out of my pocket and put it on her desk. Later, after the test papers had been turned in, the teacher asked me to remain in the room when all the other students were dismissed. As soon as we were alone she began to talk to me about what it meant to grow up; she talked about how important it was to stand on your own two feet and be responsible for your own acts. For a long time, she talked about honesty and emphasized the fact that when people do something dishonest, they are really cheating themselves. She made me promise that I would think seriously about all the things she had said, and then she told me I could leave. I walked out of the room wondering why she had chosen to talk to me about all those things. Later on, I found out that she thought I had cheated on the test. When she saw me lean over to talk to the girl next to me, it looked as if I was copying answers from the girl"s test paper. I tried to explain about the pen, but all she could say was that it seemed very strange to her that I hadn"t talked of anything about the pen the day she talked to me right after the test. Even if I tried to explain that I was just doing the girl a favor by letting her use my pen, I am sure she continued to believe that I had cheated on the test. | |||||||
1. Form the passage, we knew the story appeared_______. | |||||||
A. in a teacher"s office B. in a language lab C. in a school playground D. in an exam room | |||||||
2.What did the girl want me to do? | |||||||
A. help her write with a pen. B. use an extra pen to write. C. aid her to get out of trouble. D. sit next to me. | |||||||
3. When the teacher saw this, she asked the boy_____. | |||||||
A. to stay behind after the exam B. to stop to take the exam C. to leave the room at once D. to continue writing his paper | |||||||
4. Why was I puzzled after my teacher talked to me at that time? | |||||||
A. because I didn"t understand what she said. B. because I doubted if what she said was right. C. because I didn"t know she was joking with me. D. because I doubted if she was complaining to me. | |||||||
5. From the third paragraph we can infer that my attitude to my teacher is ______. | |||||||
A. dishonest B. honest C. disappointed D. negative | |||||||
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