Problem: OPTIONS:
- didn't stop
- went on
- was still
- stopped
Q: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: When the plane was waiting at the airport,a big snake climbed up the steps and into the plane. It went to sleep under the pilot's seat. Nobody noticed. Soon the passengers get on the plane and it took off. A little girl called Mary took out a whistle and began playing. But none of the passengers liked the music. They got the stewardess to ask the girl to stop. The sound of the plane's engines woke up the snake. It put its head out and looked around the captain's room. When the captain saw the snake, he was so frightened that he could hardly breath. He was so afraid that he could not control the plane. The plane began to swing from side to side. The stewardess told the passengers what was happening and ask them to calm down. Mary was not afraid. She ran to the captain's room with her whistle and began to play the slow tune . At once the snake followed her. The girl returned to her seat and the snake lay on the floor beside her. Dancing to the music. When the plane landed the airport the snake was taken in a net to a zoo near Mary's house. She often went to visit the snake. Question: Mary _ playing her whistle after the stewardess asked her to stop. Answer:
Answer: stopped
Problem: OPTIONS:
- The principal was not careful enough.
- The girl wouldn't give her new crayons to others.
- The girl lost all her crayons except the black crayon.
- The story happened when the author was very young.
Q: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: Forty years ago, I was in Grade One. One day,I was asked to go to the principal's office . I was really nervous. When I pushed the heavy door open. I found my parents were sitting in the office,too. My father walked to me,with some of my drawings in his hand. "Why do you only use a black crayon when you draw?" he asked. I said nothing. "Show me to your desk," said my father. So we returned to my classroom. My father pulled out my crayon box. There was only one black crayon in it. "Where are the rest of your crayons?" I quietly explained that I'd given all the other crayons to my friends. I shared my things with others as my parents had taught me. Then I looked at my father, then at the principal--both their faces were red. Years later, I learned that my father's face was red because of anger and the principal was red because he was embarrassed . When the principal saw all my pictures, he thought that I had a deep emotional problem. So he had called my parents in to discuss "my problem". In fact, I was too shy to ask for my "shared" crayons back. I didn't stand up for myself! That night, my father told me about the difference between sharing and giving. He also gave me a new box of crayons. He said, "These crayons are for you. I don't want you to share or give these crayons to anyone else. " Question: Which of the following is NOT true according to the text? Answer:
Answer: The girl lost all her crayons except the black crayon.
Problem: OPTIONS:
- Bus drivers should smile at passengers.
- It's no good to be rough to others.
- We should learn to be polite.
- We should learn to be generous .
Q: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: In the city of Chicago I met a man I will never forget. He drove a bus that ran from downtown to the edge of the city. Each night I watched him. As the passengers got on the bus, he smiled at each one. It was fun to see how many passengers forgot their troubles and smiled back. There was one passenger, I noticed, that had never smiled back. He usually coughed roughly through his mustache as he got on the bus. And he never covered his mouth. But that wasn't enough to stop the bus driver's smile. He gave the man with the mustache and the rough cough his biggest smile. The man with the mustache never seemed to see that smile. He would sit on the edge of his seat and complained about the way that the bus driver was driving. He only complained for a short time, but he spoke loudly enough so everybody could hear. It was enough to make me sick. But the driver never said a word. He just went on smiling at passengers as they got on the bus. I wanted to get to know this bus driver better. One night I stayed on the bus to the end of the line. I asked the driver, "Why don't you throw that man with the mustache out of the bus?" The bus driver looked at me and gave me one of his famous smiles. "I don't care about that," he said. "Let me tell you about my friend's dog. The man next door to me has a dog. Every time the moon shines, the dog barks and barks all night." "Well, what about the dog and the moon?" I asked. "Oh, the moon keeps on shining," he said. Question: What does the passage imply ? Answer:
Answer:
We should learn to be generous .