Q: Write a multi-choice question for the following article, with the given choices and answer: Article: Mary was a 911 operator in Los Angeles. One Thursday morning, she was surprised to get a call from a young child who said, "Mom is ill, Mom is ill", again and again. Mary hurried to find the address of the call. She called the police. In a minute, the policemen and doctors arrived at the house. They broke the door open, and they couldn't believe their eyes. The little child was so young that maybe she could not walk! She was sitting beside her mother and holding her mother's hand. Tears were running down her face. The doctor gave the woman some medicine and soon she woke up. Later, she told people , "Everyone was surprised that my daughter could call 911. One Monday I tried to teach her how to call 911." "It's the first time I've seen a two-year-old child call 911." Options: A She answered the telephone calls. B She talked with the policemen and the doctors. C She played with the children. D She dealt with emergencies . Answer: D She dealt with emergencies . Question:
A: What did Mary do every day? _

Q: Write a multi-choice question for the following article, with the given choices and answer: Article: If you don't like reading books, this is for you. * Have a few laughs . Sit down with a book of jokes, a picture book or a funny story- book first. * Ask around. Ask your friends or your teachers about interesting books. * Find new interests. After reading, you may find an interest in something new. * Go to the library. Don't be shy about asking a librarian a question like, "Do you have any books about soccer?" * See the world . When you want to know or see something, you can open the book about it. Try to read, you can find there is a lot of fun in books. Options: A five B four C three D six Answer: A five Question:
A: The writer gives you _ pieces of advice .

Q: Write a multi-choice question for the following article, with the given choices and answer: Article: Mary had some troubles, so she went to see the doctor. He was a new doctor, and did not know her. So he first asked her some questions. One of the questions was, "What is your age?" "Well..." Mary answered, "I don't quite remember, doctor, but I will try to think." She thought for a while and then said, "Yes, I remember now, doctor. When I married, I was twenty-two years old, and my husband was thirty then. Now he is sixty, I know, and that is twice thirty. And so I am twice twenty-two. That is forty-four, isn't it?" Options: A You are no more than forty, are you? B Do you have a fever? C What is your age? D Have you had any medicine? Answer: C What is your age? Question:
A: The doctor's first question was " _ ".

Q: Write a multi-choice question for the following article, with the given choices and answer: Article: When I was nine years old, I wrote my first poem. My mother read the little poem and cried. "Buddy, it's a beautiful, beautiful poem!" My mother poured out her praise. "What time will Father be home?" I asked. I could hardly wait to show him my poem. My father had begun his movie career as a writer. He would be able to appreciate my poem even more than my mother. I confidently put the poem right on my father's plate on the dining table. My mother said he would be home around 7. But My father got home an hour later than expected. He sat down at the table and noticed his plate. "What is this?" I heard him say. "Ben, Buddy has written his first poem. And it's beautiful, so amazing!" Mother said. "If you don't mind, I'd like to decide that for myself," Father said. I kept my face lowered to my plate. It was only 10 lines long. But it seemed to take hours. "I think it's bad," my father said. I couldn't look up. My eyes were getting wet. "Ben, sometimes I don't understand you," my mother was saying. "This is just a little boy. He needs encouragement." "I don't know why," _ "Isn't there enough bad poetry in the world already? No law says Buddy has to become a poet." I ran from the dining room, threw myself on the bed and cried. A few months later, I read that first poem. It was a bad poem. I worked up the courage to show him a short story. My father thought it was not good but hopeful. I was learning to rewrite. As I worked my way into other books and plays and films, I realized how lucky I was to have a mother who said, "Buddy, it's wonderful!" and a father who shook his head "I think it's bad." Both are love that forces me to improve. In fact, all of us in life need both loving force. Options: A A few months later, the writer stopped writing. B After years the writer hated his father very much. C That day Father didn't come home until a quarter past eight. D The writer was confident that Father would praise his poem. Answer: D The writer was confident that Father would praise his poem. Question:
A:
Which of the following is right?