Streit was an experienced safecracker who never used force — either against people or safes. He was a real  11  of his trade and it took him only 19 minutes to open the most difficult   12  he had ever met. In about 10 years,   13   by his brother Stefan, he took about ?33,000,000 —from the safes of 28 banks in Austria. On his last job, he   14  the safe door open and ?80,000 behind. With the   15  was a note, ''We don't need all that much''. A witness   16  his car and Streit was caught by the police. Then he was sent to Austria's Stein Prison to serve a six-year   17  . He boasted (吹噓) at his trial that he would continue   18  the law, ''I'm a thief and I shall use every opportunity.'' In spite of the   19  , prison officials moved Streit to the prison's blacksmith shop. One day during the week before Christmas,
Streit   20  . Searchers found all his doors were well locked. Streit had   21  to make a set of keys and let himself out. Not to   22  , though. After crossing into Bavaria, Streit   23  the suspicion (懷疑) of German customs police on purpose and got himself   24  . ''I want to be in a German prison, ''he   25  to the surprised police. ''As German courts give much milder (溫和的) sentences for   26  like mine and will   27  the time I would otherwise have served in Stein Prison.'' In prison, Streit   28   his keepers to let him telephone his former keeper, Karl Schreiner of Stein Prison. ''I'm sorry   29   I caused trouble. I didn't want to   30  anybody by escaping. Conditions weren't that bad. In fact the food was better than it is here.''

For each blank in the following passage there are four words or phrases marked A,B, C and D. Fill in each blank with the word or phrase that best fits the context.
When I was a college student, I did a lot of travelling abroad. That was because a professor  50 me to do so. She said,“Now is the time for you to travel around the world,    51    your knowledge through actual experiences and have fun!” I agreed with her.
Since I started to work for a    52   company, however, I have done most of my travellling through the Internet. By using the Internet, I have seen the sights of many cities on my computer screen. And I have really made business   53  , too. With the help of the Internet, I have also got    54   about food in different countries.
Therefore, I was beginning to feel that actual trips were   55  necessary when I happened to read a famous chef’s comment on the Internet. He said,“It is very difficult to have real Italian food in a foreign country, because we enjoy food and the atmosphere around us at the same time. So why don’t you fly over to Italy and enjoy real Italian   56  ?” Those words reminded me of my   57  advice. As information technology   58  ,you might be able to do without making some real trips. But this also means that you will miss the various   59  you can get from travelling.
Today there are people who   60  direct communication with others and spend much of their time on the Internet. It is not surprising to see a group of people   61  not with each other but into their micro phones. It seems as if such people are   62  by an invisible wall. They seem to be losing out on a good chance to   63  and talk with other people. I do not think that they are taking good advantage of information technology. We should use information technology as a tool to make our daily communication more fruitful. However, we should never let it   64 our time for face-to-face communication. Let’s make use of information technology more  wisely, and have great fun in experiencing the actual world.

Last weekend, my kids along with a few other kids from the neighborhood volunteered to help me wash my car．My 10-year-old daughter came up with the idea of  1  other people’s cars as well．It was pretty   2   outside and I had no plans to   3   being in the bright sun．She   4   wanted to give lemonade（檸檬汽水）to passers-by for free．I had seen little kids  5   and sell fresh lemonade for a small cost but not free．Although I felt   6 , I decided to help her．
7   she asked me, “What if we 8  this a smile car wash?” I couldn’t hold back my tears and   9   her and the other kids to go outside the house and           10  creative ideas．While I kept myself busy in drying the car, the gang walked up to me with a（n）  11   with beautiful images of smiles．They had “Free Car Wash” written on it and the   12   of their exercise was “smile”．It was pretty neat to see a team of kids ranging 5-11 years with the   13    to do something for others．
All that seemed   14   and came right from their heart．Nothing seemed to   15  to them: their playtime, the heat outside—they just wanted to   16  others and do something nice in the community!
I helped them make some fresh lemonade and brought out some additional   17  to help clean cars．Passers-by were   18  and one even shouted back to them saying “God Bless You, my kids…” One of them even tried giving them 5 dollars, which they   19 ．A pretty heartwarming  scene !
I felt blessed by being surrounded by such wonderful and loving   20 ．

I've spent most of my career as a traveling salesman, and so I know that   36 is an occupational disease．But one year, my   37  gave me the cure for my homesickness．
It had black bright eyes, a red bow tie and orange feet—a stuffed penguin（企鵝）that   38  about five inches tall．Attached to its left wing   39  a little sign with the hand-painted declaration "I Love My Dad! "．I   40  the penguin at once on my table．
On my next trip, I put the penguin in my suitcase．That night when I   41__   home, my daughter Jeanine was   42  because the penguin had disappeared．"Honey, he's here with me, " I explained, "I brought him   43  ."
  44 , the penguin came with me—as necessary as my briefcase．And we   __45  along the way．In Albuquerque, I checked into a   46 , dropped my bag and ran to a meeting．When I returned, the maid had   47  the bed and stood the penguin on the pillow．
One night, I discovered the penguin   48 , and after a mad phone call, I learned I' d   49  it in my previous hotel room,   50  it had been rescued by a maid．I  __51  a hundred miles to get it, and when I arrived at midnight, the penguin was waiting at the front desk．In the hotel lobby（大廳）, other tired business travelers were   __52   at the reunion of my penguin and me---I think with a bit of   53  ．
Jeanine is in college now, and I don't travel   54  . The penguin sits on my table, a reminder that love is a wonderful traveling companion．All those years on   55 , it was the one thing I never left home without．

I was a publishing director and was looking forward to embracing a new day of work, as always，that morning．
I would always turn to the crossword, but that day it didn't  31  I'd been doing it for 30 odd years, but trying to read this one was like treading through syrup（糖漿）: 32  slow and hard． I thought I must be tired． I said to my assistant． The 33  colleague contacted my wife, Beth, and she drove me straight to hospital． There, confirmation came that I'd had a stroke in the part of my brain that 34 communication． I was now in a condition that means it's difficult or 35 to receive and produce language． It was the only time I 36 ．
I was back at home a week later, and my goal was to get better and  37  Work in a couple of months． The way to  38  my language ability was rough． I'd look at simple pictures and try to describe them as my mind  39  round and round in the darkness, looking for words．
As the months passed it became  40  that I wasn't going to be able to go back to my old job． For 25 years, I had  41  myself as a publisher． I was used to a busy day of meetings． I enjoyed colleagues and the 42 I'd had． I didn’t feel ready to say goodbye to my old self． There were times when I felt incredibly  43 ．
In the darkest months, I devoted myself to  44 ． I couldn't manage novels or newspapers,  45  I tried reading poetry, and found the shorter lines less overwhelming． My speech came back, and I learned how to read again, though much more slowly． I also learned the  46  to keep up． I allowed myself to slow down, and started to enjoy it．
47  , I rid of my old skin． I grieved the past, its passing and its absence, and started to 48  it． Now,  10 years  later,  I look after my grandson a day a week, and my relationship with my family is deeper than ever． If you'd asked me 15 years ago to  49  the importance of the things in my life I might have said work, but now I'm no longer a high-achieving publisher． I'm a  50         man． 

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.   36  man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon. His bed was next to the room's only   37 . The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
They talked for hours   38 . Every afternoon when the man by the window could sit up, he   39  pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The other man felt his world would be   40  and enlivened by all the wonderful world outside.
The window overlooked a   41  with a lovely lake. Ducks played on the water while children   42  their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm in flowers. A fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the   43 .
As the man by the window described all this in delicate   44 , the other man would close his eyes and   45  the picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade   46 .   47  the other man couldn't hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window pictured it with   48  words.    
Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the nurse arrived,   49  to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and had the body taken away.
The other man asked to be   50  next to the window. Painfully, he sat up to take his first look at the world outside.   51 , he would have the joy of seeing it for himself.
He slowly turn to look out the window. It faced a blank wall.
The man asked the nurse what could have   52  his roommate to describe such wonderful things outside. The nurse   53  that the man was blind. "Perhaps he just wanted to   54  you."
Shared grief is half the sorrow,   55  happiness when shared, is doubled.

Mr. Cronin has a clock shop in the center of the town. He tries his best to 36  it well. He often receives the customers(顧客)  37  and people like to buy  38  in his shop.
It was a cold day and 39  people would go out to do some _40_. Mr. Black, one of Mr. Cronin’s_41_, came to the shop. He knew the man was_42_ his miserliness (吝嗇). But he tried to persuade (說(shuō)服) him to buy a watch in his shop.
“You’d better buy a watch for 43 _, Mr. Black,” said Mr. Cronin. “It’ll be _44_ to you whenever.”
“No, no,” said Mr. Black. “I’ll _45_need any watches.”
“But how do you know when it’s time to _46_?”
“The people who live around me always _47_ their televisions at seven for the news. So I can hear the announcer(播音員) say,  “ The time is seven o’clock.. Here is the news.”
“But you don’t know when to go to work.”
“That’s _48_,” Mr. Black said with a smile. “It takes me ten minutes to _49_ and shave（刮臉）. I have breakfast at twenty past seven. I get to the bus stop at twenty to eight and fifteen minutes later arrive at my office and _50_ working.”
“When do you _51_ your office, then?”
“There’s a _52_ near it, its siren(汽笛) can tell me the right time.”
“How do you know the time if you _53_ in the middle of the night?”
“I always put a stick by my bed”
“But a stick can’t tell you the time”
“You’re _54_. But I can use it to knock on your wall. You always _55_, “What are you knocking on my wall for at two in the night?”
【小題1】A. watch        B. manage        C. build       D repair

It was early in the morning, on a lonely road. It's 36  heavily. A 9-year-old boy was in the car with his mother, who was 37  him to school. Suddenly, the car went off the road, 38  several times, and came to rest upside down in a ditch (溝渠) filled with water.
Luckily, both the mother and son were 39  seatbelts. The mother suffered a blow to her head and was unable to move. The boy was frightened but 40 . As water came through broken windows in the car, he 41  unbuckled (解開) himself, climbed out of the 42  window, made his way around to the driver's side, and reached inside the 43  to free his trapped mother. With great effort, he managed to 44  her, pull her through the window and up to the road, where they were soon 45  .
His mother later recalled her experience of the 46  . Being unable to move or even 47  to offer instructions (指導(dǎo)) or encouragement to her son, she was  48  by her little son's action. She recalled  49 her boy saying out loud as he pulled her through the water, “I think I can, I think I can!”
It seemed 50  that this little boy's act of courage was from one of his favourite books: The Little Engine that Could. In that  51  , when everyone else had  52  hope, the Little Engine carried the heavy load of toys and good things to eat over the hill to the children waiting on the other side. He had 53  and took action. Obviously this book had left a 54  impression before the accident that rainy 55  and motivated (激勵(lì)) the son to take action if the terrifying moments.

One dark stormy night, an elderly couple hurried into a hotel and asked whether they could be  36  for the night, “I’m very sorry,” the clerk on night shift said politely, “we are all  37 tonight.  38 ,you could stay in my room if you don’t mind. I’m 39 ,so I’ll be here.” The young man gave the sincere advice.
The elderly couple accepted his  40  with gratitude. They apologized for the  41  they had caused him. The next day, the rain stopped and it  42 . When the old gentleman went to pay his bill, the same clerk said, “The room you and your wife stayed in is not a proper   43  room in this hotel, so you don’t need to pay.”
The old gentleman nodded in  44  : “You are an employee that every boss in the hotel business would dream of . Perhaps someday I’ll build a hotel for you.” The clerk was  45  but, deciding that the guest must have been 46  , he gave the remark  47 thought.
Two years later, the young man received a letter from the old gentleman, in which he  48 the experience of that dark stormy night. The letter also  49 a formal invitation, asking that young man to pay a visit.
At a street corner in Manhattan, the young man met his  50  guest. The old gentleman, pointing to a magnificent new building  51  over the crossroads, “Look, that is the hotel I 52 to build for you. I hope you will  53  it for me .Remember what I said then? Well, I was  54  about it.”
The young man stammered, “But…will there be any   55 , sir? Why do you choose me? And who are you?”
“My name is William Aster.” This building was none other than the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel, a symbol of supreme status and honor in New York.