"Virginia" in Poe's poem "To My Mother" is Poe's __________.

[A] Father' s

[ B ] Mother' s

[C] The woman ' s

[ D] My

[A]Father's [B]Mother's [C]The woman's [D]My

World Cup Dad

For most of my 15 years, my father usually said very little to my mother and me. He preferred reading the newspaper or watching football matches on television to talking to his family.

Everything changed one morning. As soon as I came downstairs to breakfast, I could see that he wasn't his usual reserved(|$|fcft0 self. "Can't wait! FIFA World Cup! Big match Must see!" I quickly figured out what all the excitement was about: Dad is a big football fan.

I had never been interested in football, but Dad's excitement that morning made me more and more curious. I had to find out why miss sport was making my normally reserved father act like a five-year-old on his first trip to Disneyland.

Dad decided that we should all eat at a little German restaurant so that we could watch the World Cup while eating. Secretly, I think he was hoping to turn Mum and me into football fans.

The match started a few minutes after we entered the restaurant. As I was eating my meal, a loud noise came from the television. Surprised, I looked up at the TV: "Why is that man jumping up and down?" Dad patiently explained: "That's Papa Bouba Diop, my son. It's normal for them to jump up and down after they've scored. "

Dad explained almost everything to me. His monosyllabic (单音节的) answers were a thing of the past. I loved the new Dad! I watched the rest of the match, becoming more and more interested. When I told my father that I planned to watch more matches with him, he smiled and gave me a wink(眨眼). At long last we had something in common.

Football has really helped Dad and me get closer and form. a stronger relationship with each other. Who says football is only about 22 men running after a silly ball?

Which of the following words can best describe the authur' s father?

A．A parent busy at work.

B．A man of few words.

C．An encouraging father.

D．A talkative football player.

A

World Cup Dad

For most of my 15 years， my father usually said very little to my mother and me. He preferred reading the newspaper or watching football matches on television to talking to his family.

Everything changed one morning. As soon as I came downstairs to breakfast， I could see that he wasn't his usual reserved (缄默的) self. " Can't wait! FIFA World Cup! Big match! Must see ! "I quickly figured out what all the excitement was about: Dad is a big football fan.

I had never been interested in football， but Dad's excitement that morning made me more and more curious. I had to find out why this sport was making my normally reserved father act like a I five-year-old on his first trip to Disneyland.

Dad decided that we should all eat at a little German restaurant so that we could watch the World Cup while eating. Secretly， I think he was hoping to tum Mum and me into football fans.

The match started a few minutes after we entered the restaurant. As I was eating my meal， a loud noise came from the television. Surprised， I looked up at the TV : "Why is that man jumping up and down?" Dad patiently explained : " That's Papa Bouba Diop ， my son. It's normal for them to jump up and down after they've scored. "

Dad explained almost everything to me. His monosyllabic (单音节的 ) answers were a thing of the past. I loved the new Dad! I watched the rest of the match， becoming more and more interest ed. When I told my father that I planned to watch more matches with him， he smiled and gave me a wink(眨眼) . At long last we had something in common.

Football has really helped Dad and me get closer and form. a stronger relationship with each other. Who says football is only about 22 men running after a silly ball?

56. Which of the following words can best describe the authur's father?

[A] A parent busy at work.

[B]A man of few words.

[C] An encouraging father.

[D] A talkative football player.

On Mother' Day, it's customary to speak about the sacrifices our mothers made to improve our lives. But mothers also deserve credit for the pivotal (关键的) role they've played in the history of human evolution. Prehistoric mothers did nothing less than seed the development of our species' remarkable intelligence.

The story begins at least two million years ago, when our brains started to grow larger, eventually making humans the most cognitively advanced species on earth. This evolution was not without its difficulties, particularly for mothers. That's because, some five million to seven million years ago, soon after the human lineage (世系) branched from the ancestors of chimpanzees (黑猩猩), another peculiarity increasingly came to mark our ancestors: walking upright on two legs, or bipedalism.

The evolution of bipedalism gradually altered our ancestors' skeletons. By the time brain size began trending upward, the shape of the human pelvis (骨盆) had changed to accommodate the muscle attachments that facilitated walking (and running) in a more vertical posture. As a result, parts of the birth canal narrowed, making the passage of big-brained infants increasingly difficult.

The combination of big brains and constricted birth canals was an obstetrical problem for early mothers and no doubt led to high rates of maternal and infant mortality. The infants who survived were the ones whose heads were small enough to squeeze through narrowed birth canals, but to thrive outside the womb, human development favored big brains. And so natural selection encouraged the early birth of human fetuses, before they had finished gestating (孕育). For that reason, our babies are born in immature, helpless states compared with those of the apes.

Had it not been for the natural selection of enlarged brains, our species would have evolved in a completely different direction. There would be no theory of relativity, no knowledge of "entangled" particles or the human genome; we'd have no great art, music or novels. The excruciating (极痛苦的) pain and trauma of childbirth are the cost our species has paid for its fancy cognition. And mothers continue to pay the debt.

But that's hardly all prehistoric mothers gave us. They also may well have touched off the evolution of language from the sounds they made to reassure their helpless infants. Baby chimpanzees, after all, can cling to their mothers' hairy chests and contentedly ride along, nursing on demand. But human infants, born immature, lack that dexterity. Before the advent of devices like baby slings, the burden of carrying helpless infants presented a dilemma for early mothers as they foraged for food and water.

The purpose of the author in wring this passage is ______.

A．to celebrate Mother's Day

B．to commend the role of the female in the history of human evolution

C．to have a general review of human evolution

D．in honor of mothers all over the world

A、Many

B、Multiple

C、Million

D、My

A、mother-in-law

B、birth mother

C、foster mother

D、stepmother

Such joy. It was the spring of 1985, and President Reagan had just given Mother Teresa the Medal of Freedom in a Rose Garden ceremony. As she left, she walked down the corridor between the Oval Office and the West Wing drive, and there she was, turning my way. What a sight: a saint in a sari commixing down the White House hall. As she came nearer, I could not help it: I bowed. "Mother", I said, "I just want to touch your hand." She looked up at me -- it may have been one of God's subtle jokes that his exalted child spent her life looking up to everyone else -- and said only two words. Later I would realize that they were the message of her mission. "Luff Gott," she said. Love God. She pressed into my hand a poem she had written, as she glided away in a swoosh of habit.

I took the poem from its frame. the day she died. It is free verse, 79 lines, and is called "Mother's Meditation (in the Hospital)." In it she reflects on Christ's question to his apostles: "Who do you say I am?" She notes that he was the boy born in Bethlehem," put in the manager full of straw.., kept warm by the breath of the donkey," who grew up to be "an ordinary man without much learning."

Donkeys are not noble; straw is common; and it was among the ordinary and ignoble, the poor and sick, that she chose to, labor. Her mission was for them and among them, and you have to be a pretty tough character to organize a little universe that exists to help people other people aren't interested in helping.

That's how she struck me when I met her as I watched her life. She was tough. There was the worn and weathered face, the abrupt and definite speech. We think saints are great organizers, great operators, great combatants in the world.

Once I saw her in a breathtaking act of courage. She was speaker at the National Prayer Breakfast in Washington in 1995. All the Washington Establishment was there, plus a few thousand born again Christians, orthodox Catholics and Jews, and searchers looking for a faith. Mother Teresa was introduced, and she spoke of God, of love, of families. She said we must love one another and care for one another. There were great purrs of agreement.

But as the speech continued it became more pointed. She asked, "Do you do enough to make sure your parents, in the old people's homes, feel your love7 Do you bring then each day your joy and caring?" The baby boomers in the audience began to shift in their seats. And she continued. "I feel that the greatest destroyer of peace today is abortion," she said, and then she told them why, in uncompromising term. For about 1.3 seconds there was complete silence, then applause built and swept across the room. But not everyone: the President and the First Lady, the Vice President and Mrs. Gore, looked like seated statues at Madame Tussaud's, glistening in the lights and moving not a muscle. She didn't stop there either, but went on to explain why artificial birth control is bad and why Protestants who separate faith from works are making a mistake. When she was finished, there was almost no one she hadn't offended. A US Senator turned to his wife and said, "Is my jaw up yet?"

Talk about speaking truth to power! But Mother Teresa didn't care, and she wasn't afraid. The poem she gave me included her personal answers to Christ's question. She said he is "the Truth to be told.., the Way to be walked.., the Light to be lit." She took her own advice and lived a whole life that showed it.

Who was the exalted child?

A．Mother Teresa.

B．the author.

C．I.

D．God.