Boris was a teacher. He taught science at a high school. For he needed some books for his lessons, he went to a bookshop to buy some. After he put them in his car in a quiet street, he went to buy some other things at other shops. When he came back to his car, one window was open and the books were gone. Boris drove home sadly.

That night he called a newspaper. The next day people read an advertisement in the newspaper:

Books: Have you got any old books? I buy old and modern books. Open all day on Saturdays. Boris 82 West Road.

And then he went to the police station with the Wednesday newspaper at once.

The first weekend, when Boris was staying at home, his first visitor came at 8:30 in the morning. Boris took him to the kitchen. At about ten o’clock another man arrived. He had a bag under his arm.

As soon as he saw Boris, he asked, “Are you Boris?”

“Yes, I am,” Boris said. “What can I do for you?”

“Look! I have got some good books here. You buy books, don’t you?”

“Yes. Bring them in. Let me have a look at them.”

Soon the books were taken in and showed on the dinning-table. “Sir, come out now,” Boris called. “And take the list with you.”

A policeman appeared in the dinning-room. He read the names on the books, and then read the names on the list in his hand. He found that they were the same.

“Come with me, sir,” the policeman said to the man.

1.Boris bought some books. They are        books.

A．science              B．old                  C．cheap

2.Boris probably bought the books on       .

A．Tuesday              B．Friday               C．Saturday

3.Boris’        was open on Saturdays.

A．shop             B．school               C．house

4.Boris looked at the books on the dinning-table and might think, “They’re all       .”

A．mine             B．his                  C．theirs

5.The second visitor was taken away by        at last.

A．Boris                B．the first visitor            C．a(chǎn) policewoman

I usually get up at 5:00. I make coffee, go to my desk and work. When my boys get up, I’m theirs. I follow the min to the kitchen and make them breakfast. While they’re eating, I make their lunch, pick out their school clothes and get the little one dressed.
My wife takes them to school. I bring them home. I am not the only father at the school gate. The boys and I walk the 12 blocks home unless the weather is terrible. Then we take the subway. I remind them of looking out, like an animal looking after their babies.
At home, they play on the computer and the little one will draw, sometimes for hours. When their mother comes home, they run to her. She has been in the official day and tired, but her attention is all on them.
I have made dinner. We sit down and eat together. After they do their homework, Karen takes them to bed. I listen to the noise of the boys’ and their mother’s voice.
One afternoon when we were on the way home from school, the boys and I stopped at the clothing store. The saleswoman looked at the boys and said to me in a low voice, “You’re Mr. Mom, aren’t you?” I felt very angry. I’m not Mr. Mom. That’s not how I look at myself. The boys have a mother, a wonderful mother. She works outside the home, I work in the home. We are parents together. I’m a father!
【小題1】The first paragraph talks about_____________.

A few minutes before six o’clock, Mr. Smith left the house. He just wanted to 　　 the car when a gunman (持槍者) jumped up from the back seat. He 　　 a gun to Mr. Smith’s head. “Drive me to Paris!” he shouted.

　　“All right,” Mr. Smith answered. He started the engine (發(fā)動機), pulled away (開走) from the side of the street and 　  down. Being 81 years old, he knew he could not fight with the gunman. He knew he needed help . Where were the police？ As he drove 　   each crossing, he looked up and down the side streets, hoping to find a police car, but he could see 　    . “Just my luck,” he thought. “If I were driving too 　, there would be a police car on every corner.”

　　Suddenly he pushed his foot down on the accelerator (加速器), and the car went    faster. “What are you doing？” shouted the gunman. “To 　   the police,” Mr. Smith answered. “I thought I saw a police car near there.”

　　He ran red lights, drove wrong on one-way streets. On the two-way streets, he drove on the wrong side of the road. None of the policemen saw him. Again, Mr. Smith’s plan was not working. He had to try a new plan.

　　He turned at a corner and saw the 　  in front. Then he drove his car as fast as he could towards the police gate. The car knocked a police motorbike over and stopped. Mr. Smith shouted, “Help! Help!” Then he 　  back to grab (抓住) the man’s gun. At the same time the policemen heard the noise and quickly caught the gunman.

1.A．stop 　　　B．begin　　　 C．leave　　  D．start

2.A．brought　　B．pointed　　 C．held 　　  D．carried

3.A．drove 　　 B．left 　　　 C．took　　　 D．pushed

4.A．past 　　　B．over 　　　 C．through　　D．towards

5.A．somebody　B．a(chǎn)nybody　　C．everybody　 D．nobody

6.A．fast　　　　B．slowly　　 C．generally　  D．commonly

7.A．more　　　 B．much　　　C．very　　　　D．quite

8.A．look for　　 B．keep away from　　C．look at　　D．care about

9.A．train station　B．police station　　C．hospital　　D．bank

10.A．got 　　　　B．looked　　　C．turned　　　D．came

It was Monday. Mrs. Smith’s dog was hungry，but there was not any meat in the house. Thinking that there was no   46  way, Mrs. Smith took a piece of paper, and wrote the following words   47  it:“Give my dog half a pound of meat.”Then she gave the paper to her dog and said, “  48  this to the butcher, and he’s going to give you your lunch today.”
  49  the piece of paper in its mouth, the dog ran to the butcher’s shop. It gave the paper to the butcher. The butcher read it   50 , recognized that it was   51  the lady’s handwriting and soon did   52  he was asked to. The dog was very happy, and ate the meat up at once.
At midday, the dog came to the shop again. It gave the butcher a piece of paper again. After reading it, he gave half a pound of meat     53 .
The next day, the dog came again just at midday. And as usual, it brought a piece of paper in the mouth. This time, the butcher did not take a look at the paper, and gave the dog   54  meat, for he had regarded the dog as one of his customer.
But, the dog came again at four o’clock. And the same thing happened once again. To the butcher’s surprise, it came for the third time at six o’clock. The butcher   55  puzzled. He said to himself, “This is a small dog. Why does Mrs. Smith give it so much meat to eat today? ”
Looking at the piece of paper, he found that there were not any words there.