Write a multi-choice question for the following article: Article: Finland is perhaps the most beautiful and mysterious of the countries of northern Europe. Two-thirds of its surface is covered with thick forests and among them lie lakes, connected with rivers and canals. The northern part of this country is inside the Arctic Circle , where almost no trees can grow because of its cold weather and the people use their deer for transport, clothing and food. Then Finish history began in the Middle Ages. In about 1155,prefix = st1 /Finlandwas conquered by its western neighbouringSweden. After a period of rule byDenmarkin the 14thcentury, the Swedes won back independence and power in 1523 under their brave king. During the Napoleonic Wars (1814-1818)Finlandwas passed finally fromSwedentoRussia. The opportunity came in 1917, when the Russian Revolution brought foreign rule ofFinlandto an end. Shortly after Soviet Russia made peace withGermany, 1919 saw the founding of theFinnishRepublic. The years between the First and Second World War were years of progress and growing development. Finland has no coal or oil, and the nation's wealth lies in the timber from its forests, which supplies material for paper and furniture making, and in the electric power from its water.
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Answer: Question: From the passage, we learn that Finland _ .Options:A lies inside the Arctic CircleB is next to the countries of northern EuropeC lies east of SwedenD is entirely covered with forests and lakesAnswer:C

Q: Write a multi-choice question for the following article: Article: On the day of college graduation,I told my friends and family the news:I was leaving the country I had lived in since childhood.''I just need a change,"I told them,but there was more.I was running from heartbreak.My relationship with the United States is the most tough one I have ever had,as a country I loved and believed in did not love me back. Back in the 90's,my mother brought me from our home in the Caribbean islands to the U.S.when I was 4 years old.She worked as a live-in nanny for two years,playing mommy for white kids whose parents had better things to do.She didn't believe that nanny meant maid,and did whatever was asked of her.She was thirsty to embrace her American dream,hoping that her children would be educated and she might have nannies of her own. That was our path--get a "good education." When the neighborhoods with quality schools became too expensive for my mom to afford as a single parent,we went across the United States with GreatSchools. net as our compass:New Jersey,elementary school;Texas,middle school;Florida,high school;New York City,private university. For a long time I survived by covering myself in all kinds of labels so that people would ignore the color1 of my skin,yet I existed on the edge of ugly,ignorant and uncuhured."Black people don't really know how to swim,"a white lady told me when I worked as a swim instructor at my neighborhood's pool."The black children don't like to read very much," I overheard one librarian discussing with another while l sat down reading a book a couple feet away. I was never able to make America my home.When I stripped myself of the labels painfully one by one,beneath them there is a wounded color1ed woman who refuses to be faceless anymore.My face may be disgusting to some since it bears proof that race continues to be a problem.My hope is that it will force Americans to reexamine their "post--racial" beliefs.
A: Question: The author writes the passage to expect_.Options:A immigrants to get ready for more hardshipB the US to reflect on how it treats color1ed peopleC her family to understand her decisionD the black people to reexamine their way of lifeAnswer:B

Question: Write a multi-choice question for the following article: Article: On Jan 23, 2012, I was aboard a ship on the Yangtze River, listening to the sound of fireworks and eating plate after plate of dumplings. On Sunday Feb 10, 2013, I was preparing to celebrate Chinese New Year again - in London's Chinatown. It was raining. It was cold. But ever since I left Beijing in August, I had promised myself I would celebrate Chinese New Year - if only to help with my Beijing "homesickness". Central London was dressed up for the occasion. There was a stage for a big fireworks display for the evening. Even so, it wasn't like my real Beijing chunjie. Even buying a baozi didn't cheer me up. It cost about 10 times as much as the real thing does in Beijing and got stuck to its rain-ruined paper bag. Cold, wet and depressed, I ran into a shop for shelter. Suddenly, there it was. Between the packets of dried meat and fish, the bags of rice and the smell of dried noodles in this little Chinese supermarket, I had found home. An hour later, I hurried into my house with bags of frozen jiaozi, packets of sauce and a large bottle of vinegar. I boiled water, tore open the packets, grabbed my chopsticks and settled down to a feast. This, I thought, is a Happy Chinese New Year. I even watched the fireworks on TV. After all, why face the British weather when I can bring China home in one bite?
Answer: Question: How did the author feel when she found some Chinese foods in a supermarket?Options:A a little curiousB rather tiredC a bit comfortableD very depressedAnswer:C

Write a multi-choice question for the following article: Article: Fannie Cratty wasn't really my aunt. I only referred to her as "My Aunt Fannie" because the name always made my father laugh and gave my mother cause to look angrily at both of us---at me for being disrespectful of my elder and at my father for encouraging my bad behavior. As a young woman, my mother had worked in the kitchen of a large Victorian farmhouse owned by Fannie Cratty. During those years my mother helped Aunt Fannie make the best blueberry jam ever tasted by anyone in Glenfield. Aunt Fannie was well known for her jam and for never sharing the recipe with another living soul. Even though my mother knew the recipe by heart, as long as Aunt Fannie was alive (and she lived to be ninety-six!), she never made the jam without Ms. Cratty in our kitchen to direct the process and preserve the secret. Each August, when blueberry season would roll around, my mother would prepare me for Aunt Fannie's visit. It was vital that I should be on my best behavior. After all, the woman was old, wealthy, very strict with children. Whenever she was at the house, I didn't need to be reminded to guard my thoughts and watch my tongue. One year, after I had been particularly helpful with the jam process, Aunt Fannie gave me a quarter(25) and then made me promise that I would never spend it. "Hold onto this quarter," she said, "and someday you will be rich. I still have my very first quarter, given to me by my grandfather." It had obviously worked for her. So, I kept the 1938-quarter into a small box, put it in my dresser drawer, and waited to become rich. I now have the blueberry jam recipe and the quarter from Aunt Fannie. In people's eye Aunt Fannie's success was due to that secret recipe. But to me, it was just a common recipe. Neither has significantly contributed to my wealth, but I keep them as reminders to hold onto the valuable things in life. Money can make you feel rich for a while, but it is the relationships and the memories of time spent with friends and family that truly leave you wealthy. And that is a fortune...
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Question: Which would be the best title for this passage?Options:A An old quarterB Valuable ThingsC Blueberry Jam RecipeD Memories of old timeAnswer:C