The back door of the ambulance(救護車) was suddenly shut and the driver ran to the front, jumped into his seat, and started the engine. Inside were the __36 __ parents, Mr. and Mrs. Green, the mother holding their baby daughter Ally. The little girl had __37 __ food stuck in her throat and could hardly breathe.
The driver, Mr. white, __38 __ his siren (報警器) and flashing light, and started speeding towards the nearest hospital, fighting against  __39 __. The cars ahead of him pulled out of the way as he drove through the __40 __. From the back of the __41 __the parents were shouting at him to __ 42__, since Ally had almost stopped __43 __. In front of him he saw some traffic lights, with the red “STOP” light shining. Mr. White knew that he had no time to __ 44__, so he drove straight past the traffic lights, looking __45 __his left and right as he did so.
Coming towards him from his right was a taxi. The driver had the windows __46__, since the car was air-conditioned, and he was playing his radio. He did not __47 __the ambulance. The lights were green, so he drove straight __48 __into the path of the ambulance.
Mr. White tried to stop his ambulance but it was too late. It hit the taxi. Everybody was shaken but no one was hurt. Mr. White looked to see __ 49__little Ally was. He was astonished to see relief instead of __50 __on the faces of the parents.
“Look!” cried Mrs. Green. “She is __51 __ again.”
“It must have been the ___52 __.” said her husband. “It __53 __ the food out of her throat.” The baby’s color was turning to __54 __ , and she was crying in a loud but healthy __55 __.
They were all joyful, and quite forgot about the accident, the taxi, and the lines of cars all around them.

There is an old story telling about a woman whose only son died in an accident. In her    26  , she went to the wise man that is always    27   for his wisdom in her town and said, “What advice or what    28   ways do you have to bring my son back to life? I will    29   you with all I have if you can.”
Instead of sending her away or    30   with her, he said to her, “Fetch me a mustard (芥末) seed from a home that has never    31   sorrow. We will use it to drive the sorrow out of your life.” The woman went off at once in    32   of that magical mustard seed.
She came first to a splendid apartment,    33   at the door, and said in a (n)    34   voice, “I am looking for a home that has never known sorrow. Is this such a (n)    35   that I want? It is very important to me.”
   36  , she didn’t get what she wanted, even without a single word of    37  . They told her that she had come to the wrong place. And they began to    38   all the tragic things that recently had happened to them.
The woman said to herself, “Who is better able to help these poor,   39   people than I, though I also have had misfortune of my own?” She    40   to comfort them till they    41  . Then she went on searching for a home that had never known sorrow. But    42   she turned up, in small cottages or in other places, she found one    43   after another of sadness and misfortune. She became so    44   in helping other people out of their sorrow that finally she forgot about her quest for the special mustard seed, in fact, never    45   that it had driven the sorrow out of her life.

語法填空（共10小題，每小題1.5分，共15分）
Little Robert tried to take a big bottle of milk out of the fridge. However, he __【小題1】__ (lose) his grasp on the bottle and it fell, spilling (溢出) the milk all over the kitchen floor! Instead of scolding (責(zé)備) __【小題2】__, his mother said, “You know, what we have here is a failed experiment in how you can effectively carry a big milk bottle with two tiny hands. Let’s go out to the back yard and fill the bottle __【小題3】__ water and see if you can discover a way to carry it __【小題4】__ (safe).” This little boy learned that if he grasped the bottle at the top near the lip with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it. What __【小題5】__ wonderful lesson! The little boy has now become a famous scientist and he remarked that it was at that moment __【小題6】__he knew he didn't need to be afraid of __【小題7】__ (make) mistakes. Instead, he learned that mistakes were just opportunities for learning something, __【小題8】__ is what scientific experiments are all about. Even if the experiment “doesn't work”, we usually learn something __【小題9】__ (value) from it. Wouldn’t it be great if all parents would respond the way Robert’s mother responded __【小題10】__ him?

Several years ago, while attending a communication course, I experienced a most unusual process. The instructor asked us to list anything in our past that we felt   16  of, regretted, or incomplete about and read our lists aloud.
This seemed like a very   17  process, but there's always some brave soul in the crowd who will volunteer. The instructor then   18  that we find ways to   19  people, or take some action to right any wrongdoings. I was seriously wondering how this could ever   20  my communication.
Then the man next to me raised his hand and volunteered this story: “Making my   21 , I remembered an incident from high school. I grew up in a small town. There was a Sheriff none of us kids liked. One night, my two buddies(老兄) and I decided to play a   22  on him.”
“After drinking a few beers, we climbed the tall water tank in the middle of the town, and wrote on the tank in bright red paint: Sheriff Brown is a FOX. The next day, almost the whole town saw our glorious   23 . Within two hours, Sheriff Brown had us in his office. My friends told the truth but I lied. No one   24  found out.”
"Nearly 20 years later, Sheriff Brown’s name   25  on my list. I didn't even know if he was still   26 . Last weekend, I dialed the information in my hometown and found there was a Roger Brown still listed.  I tried his number. After a few   27  , I heard, “Hello?” I said, “Sheriff Brown?” Paused “Yes”. “Well, this is Jimmy Calkins.”
“And I want you to know that I did it.” Paused. “I knew it!” he yelled back. We had a good laugh and a   28  discussion. His closing words were: “Jimmy, I always felt bad for you because your buddies got it off their chest, but you were carrying it around all these years. I want to thank you for calling me … for your sake.”
Jimmy inspired me to   29   all 101 items on my list within two years, and I always remember what I learned from the course: It's never too late to   30  the past wrongdoings.

A boy was walking home from school when he saw a large, tempting(誘人的) apple on one of the branches of an apple tree hanging out over a tall fence. The boy wasn’t much of a fruit-eater,  26  a bar of chocolate if given the choice,     27  , as they say, the forbidden fruit can be tempting. Seeing the apple, the boy wanted it. The more he looked at it, the    28   he felt and the more he wanted that apple.
He stood on tiptoe(腳尖), ___29  as high as he could , but even at his tallest  30___ he was unable to touch it. He began to  31  up and down, as high as he could, at the  32 of each jump stretching his arms to get the apple. Still it remained out of  33 .
Not giving up, he thought, if only he had something to  34 on. His school bag wouldn’t give enough height and he didn’t want to  35  the things inside, like his lunch box, pencil case, and Gameboy. Looking 36 , he hoped he might find an old box, a rock, or,   37 luck, even a ladder, but it was a tidy neighborhood and there was nothing he could use.
He had tried everything he could think to do.   38  seeing any other choices, he gave up and started to walk   39 . At first he felt angry and disappointed thinking about how hungry he had become from his 40 , and how he really wanted that apple. The more he  41 like this, the more unhappy he became.
42   , the boy of our story was a pretty smart guy, even if he couldn’t always get what he wanted. He started to say to himself, “This isn’t   43    . I don’t have the apple and I’m feeling miserable as well. There’s  44  more I can do to get the apple—that is unchangeable—but we are supposed to be able to  45 our feelings. If that’s the case, what can I do to feel better?

Susannah was a shy but clever girl. She had worn     1   for as long as she could remember. And again, for as long as she could remember, some of her classmates had always made fun of her. The worst thing was that Lewis    2   her “Four Eyes”. She acted like she didn’t     3    but in fact Susannah couldn’t stand it.
One day, the class went on a school outing to visit some famous     4   . The children were walking towards the caves when Lewis   5    . While falling, he got   6    of Susannah, who walked next to him, and both     7    down the hole.
They landed in a dark cave. Susannah and Lewis shouted for   8   , but no one came. The next morning they still hadn’t been found and Lewis continued shouting for help, but no       9        and he started feeling     10 .
It must have been noontime, because Susannah    11   that the ray of light just landed on the floor in front of her.   12   , she took a piece of wood that had fallen into the cave, and, using her glasses as a magnifying glass, she focused the ray of light onto the    13    . Now they had a torch. Lewis watched with surprise and    14    and off they went to explore the cave.
It took them some time, and they had to burn quite a few torches, but finally they found a way out. On top of hugs and cries of    15  , Lewis gave Susannah his heartfelt thanks.

One Sunday, a picture in the newspaper touched me. A young woman stood in front of a totally destroyed home. A little boy stood beside her with his head   36 . Holding her skirt tightly was a tiny girl, eyes wide with   37  and fear.
With growing   38  I noticed that their sizes of each family member closely   39  ours. This would be a good opportunity to   40  my children, so I explained their difficult  41  to my seven-year-old twins and three-year-old Meghan.
“We have so much, but these poor people now have nothing,” I said, “we’ll   42  what we have with them.”
I brought three large boxes and placed them on the living room floor. Meghan watched seriously   43  the boys and I filled one box with canned food.
While I   44__ our clothes, I encouraged the boys to go through their toys and   45  some of their less favorite things. Meghan watched   46  as the boys piled up useless toys in the box.
“I’ll help you find something for the little girl,” I said to her.
The boys placed the toys they had   47  to donate into one of the boxes while I filled the third box with clothes. Meghan walked up with Lucy, her worn, faded, much-loved doll  48  tightly to her chest. She   49  in front of the box, pressed her little face into Lucy’s face, gave her a   50  kiss, then, laid her gently on top of the other toys.
“Oh, honey,” I said. “You   51  to give away Lucy. You love her so much.”
Meghan nodded, eyes shining with tears. “Lucy makes me happy, Mommy.   52  she’ll make that little girl happy, too.”
I stared at Meghan for a long moment,   53  how I could teach the boys the lesson she had just taught me.
It’s easy to give what we don’t want any more, but   54  to let go of things we cherish, isn’t it?   55 , the true spirit of giving is to give with your heart.

As a music teacher，I have always known that music touches the soul. It can 36 all kinds of barriers to reach students in a very special way.It can be the  37 for each child to find their light.I would like to 38 a story about it.
For a few years I was  39 with the opportunity to teach disabled students.One of my most 40  students was a five-year-old girl called Vanessa，who had difficulty walking，and could not speak.We  41 sat on the floor for our music lessons and Vanessa liked to  42  on my lap．One of her favorite songs was John the Rabbit.It was a call and response song where I sang the call and the students  43  twice while singing the repeating phrase，“Oh，yes！” Vanessa liked to  44 her hands together with mine and clap with me.We probably performed that song during every class，Vanessa and I clapping together.But she  45  said or sang a word.
One day，when the song was finished，Vanessa turned around， 46 me in the eyes，clapped her tiny hands twice and said the words“Oh，yes！” I opened my mouth in  47  and for that moment I was the one who could not speak.When my heart  48  started beating again，I looked over at the assistant teacher to find her also  49 .Through music，we had made an awesome connection.
Several years later，I met Vanessa on the street in town.She waved with a big 50  on her face and then clapped her hands twice，imitating the song we had 51  so many times in our music class.The little girl， 52  her connection with music，left an impression on me that will last forever. Every child has the 53  to learn and grow. It is up to us to  54  the way to reach each and every one of our students.We all must find each child's  55 .

My brother and I were alone in our apartment. My parents had gone for a party and had left me in 36.I was doing my homework while my younger brother was watching television. 37 the doorbell rang. My younger brother rushed to the door thinking that our parents had come home; he unlocked the door and 38 it.
Outside, stood a tall man wearing a black raincoat. He said that he was a salesman and asked 39 if our mother or father was at home.
Without 40 , my brother said, “No.” He asked if we would like to 41 some comic books, which he was selling. I quickly explained that we were not 42 to buy anything without our parents’ 43 .
Then, as I was about to close the door, he 44 his way into our house. He took out a 45  and forced me to 46 up my brother’s hands with some rope. I tied up his hands but I tied it in a 47 way so my brother could untie himself. The man then tied my hands up and 48 both of us in the kitchen
 49 , he went upstairs to search the bedroom for 50 . I managed to teach my brother to untie the rope. He then united me. I 51 to the telephone to call the police， but the line was 52 . The doors were all locked from the outside .Luckily, the robber 53 to lock the kitchen window. My brother managed to get out of the house 54 the window.
My brother brought the police to our house and the robber was caught. The police 55 us for our good work.

I was nineteen years old the first time I saw my own true character.
My trip to and from work each day included a ten-minute walk through the heart of downtown, where the   36  often gathered. Like most busy citizens, I learned to   37  those nameless faces. When it came to homeless beggars, my   38  life experience had led me to one   39  that they are on the street because they choose to be, probably due to alcohol or drugs.
It was an extremely cold day. When I passed the groups of beggars as usual, I heard a shaky voice target me.
“Spare some change?” he asked.
I didn’t even   40  looking up at his nameless face. I briefly   41  him walking into a liquor store and buying whiskey with the money we spared him. Like most teenagers, it took me only moments to   42  him.
“I have no money on me,” I said quickly
Looking back now, I feel as if God had set out that day to teach me a lesson. And God   43 . Just a few feet past him, I managed to find the only ice patch on the sidewalk. I   44  and landed heavily on my right knee. The   45  was almost killing me as I tried to get up. Then I heard a shaky voice only inches above me.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
I knew immediately this was the man I had just rushed past. Even in pain, I   46  took a quick moment to sniff for the smell of alcohol on his breath. There was none. He wasn’t   47 . I saw the   48  in his eyes.
I   49  to get to my feet. He held my arm as I walked difficultly to the nearby bus stop.
“My name is Mike,” he said. “That’s quite a fall you took, and you really need to get it checked by a doctor,” he said with deep   50 .
“This bus goes past the hospital,” I said.
Mike paused, and a look of sudden   51  crossed his face. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small cup. He took out all the change and held it out toward me.
“I think there’s just enough here for you to take the bus,” he said,
I was highly embarrassed as I remember my   52 . I reached for my purse and took out my change. At least ten dollars. I offered Mike all my change.
“Thank you and take care of yourself,” I said. Both of us knew that few minutes earlier I couldn’t have   53  what happened to him.
Mike held his cup tightly,   54  it as if it were the first gift he had ever received.
A half cup of change seemed too small a gift for the man who gave a   55  to every nameless face I’ve ever seen.