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                                                                  Peanuts to This
     Proudly reading my words, I glanced around the room, only to find my classmates bearing big smiles
on their faces and tears in their eyes. Confused, I glanced toward my stone-faced teacher. Having no
choice, I slowly raised the report I had slaved over, hoping to hide myself. "What could be causing
everyone to act this way?"
     Quickly, I flashed back to the day Miss Lancelot gave me the task. This was the first real talk I
received in my new school. It seemed simple: go on the Internet and find information about a man named
George Washington. Since my idea of history came from an ancient teacher in my home country, I had
never heard of that name before. As I searched the name of this fellow, it became evident that there were
two people bearing the same name who looked completely different! One invented hundreds of uses for
peanuts, while the other led some sort of army across America. I stared at the screen, wondering which
one my teacher meant. I called my grandfather for a golden piece of advice; flip (擲) a coin. Heads-the
commander, and tails-the peanuts guy. Ah! Tails, my report would be about the great man who invented
peanut butter, George Washington Carver.
     Weeks later, standing before this unfriendly mass, I was totally lost. Oh well, I lowered the paper and
sat down at my desk, burning to find out what I had done wrong. As a classmate began his report, it all
became clear, "My report is on George Washington, the man who started the American Revolution." The whole world became quite! How could I know that she meant that George Washington?
     Obviously, my grade was awful. Heartbroken but fearless, I decided to turn this around. I talked to
Miss Lancelot, but she insisted: No re-dos; no new grade. I felt that the punishment was not justified, and
I believed I deserved a second chance. Consequently, I threw myself heartily into my work for the rest
of the school year. Ten months later, that chance unfolded as I found myself sitting in the headmaster's
office with my grandfather, now having an entirely different conversation. I smiled and flashed back to the
embarrassing moment at the beginning of the year as the headmaster informed me of my option to skip
the sixth grade. Justice is sweet!
1. What did the author's classmates think about his report?
A. Controversial.                  
B. Ridiculous.
C. Boring.                        
D. Puzzling.
2. Why was the author confused about the task?
A. He was unfamiliar with American history.
B. He followed the advice and flipped a coin.
C. He forgot his teacher's instruction.
D. He was new at the school.
3. The underlined word "burning" in Para. 3 probably means _______.
A. annoyed                      
B. ashamed
C. ready                        
D. eager
4. In the end, the author turned things around _______.
A. by redoing his task
B. through his own efforts
C. with the help of his grandfather
D. under the guidance of his headmaster
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fall afternoon reminds me of a time not too long ago when sounds of children filled the air, children
playing games on a hill, and throwing leaves around in the street below. I was one of those children,
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street. Only I see it as it was before. Unfortunately things change. One day, not long ago, I looked
around and saw how different everything has become. Life on my street will never be the same because
neighbors are quickly grown old, friends are growing up and leaving, and the city is planning to destroy
my precious hill and sell the property to contractors.
    It is hard for me to accept that many of my wonderful neighbors are growing old and won't be around
much longer. I have fond memories of the couple across the street, who sat together on their porch swing
almost every evening, the widow next door who yelled at my brother and me for being too loud, and the
crazy old man in a black suit who drove an old car. In contrast to those people, the people I see today
are very old neighbors who have seen better days. The man in the black suit says he wants to die, and
another neighbor just sold his house and moved into a nursing home. The lady who used to yell at us is
too tired to bother any more, and the couple across the street rarely go out to their front porch these
days. It is difficult to watch these precious people as they near the end of their lives because at once I
thought they would live forever.
    The "comings and goings" of the younger generation of my street are now mostly "goings" as friends
and peers move on. Once upon a time, my life and the lives of my peers revolved around home. The
boundary of our world was the gutter at the end of the street. We got pleasure from playing night games
or from a breathtaking ride on a tricycle. Things are different now, as my friends become adults and
move on. Children who rode tricycles now drive cars. The kids who once played with me now have
new interests and values as they go their separate ways. Some have gone away to college like me, a
few got married, two went into the army, and one went to prison. Watching all these people grow up
and go away makes me long for the good old days.
    Perhaps the biggest change on my street is the fact that the city is going to turn my precious hill into
several lots for now homes. For sixteen years, the view out of my kitchen window has been a view of
that hill. The hill was a fundamental part of my childhood life; it was the hub of social activity for the
children of my street. We spent hours there building forts, sledding, and playing tag. The view out of
my kitchen window now is very different; it is one of tractors and dump trucks tearing up the hill. When
the hill goes, the neighborhood will not be the same. It is a piece of my childhood. It is a visual reminder
of being a kid. Without the hill, my street will be just another pea in the pod.
     There was a time when my street was my world, and I thought my world would never change. But
something happened. People grow up, and people grow old. Places changes, and with the change
comes the heartache of knowing I can never go back to the times I loved. In a year or so, I will be
gone just like many of my neighbors. I will always look back to my years as a child, but the place I
remember will not be the silent street whose peace is interrupted by the sounds of construction. It will
be the happy, noisy, somewhat strange, but wonderful street I knew as a child.
1. The writer calls up the memory of the street _____________.
A. every year when autumn comes
B. in the afternoon every day
C. every time he walks along his street
D. now that he is an old man
2. The writer finds it hard to accept the fact that _____________.
A. many of his good neighbors are growing old
B. the lady next door who used to yell at him and his brother is now a widow
C. the life of his neighbors has become very boring
D. the man in his black suit even wanted to end his own life
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A. continue to consider home to be the center of their lives
B. leave the neighborhood they grew up in
C. still enjoy playing card games in the evenings
D. develop new interests and have new dreams
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A. removing the hill to make way for residential development
B. the building of new homes behind his kitchen window
C. the fact that there are much fewer people around than in the past
D. the change in his childhood friends' attitude towards their neighborhood
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A. his street will be very noisy and dirty
B. his street will soon be crowded with people
C. his street will have some new attractions
D. his street will be no different from any other street
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A. The Past of My Street will Live Forever
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C. Memory Street Isn't What It Used to Be
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