Read the article and select the best answer. Article: A schoolgirl saved her father's life by kicking him in the chest after he suffered a serious allergic reaction which stopped his heart. Izzy, nine, restarted father Colm's heart by stamping on his chest after he fell down at home and stopped breathing. Izzy's mother, Debbie, immediately called 999 but Izzy knew doctors would never arrive in time to save her father, so decided to use CPR. However, she quickly discovered her arms weren't strong enough, so she stamped on her father's chest instead. Debbie then took over with some more traditional chest compressions until the ambulance arrived. Izzy, who has been given a bravery award by her school, said: "I just kicked him really hard. My mum taught me CPR but I knew I wasn't strong enough to use hands. I was quite afraid. The doctor said I might as well be a doctor or a nurse. My mum said that Dad was going to hospital with a big footprint on his chest." "She's a little star," said Debbie, "I was really upset but Izzy just took over. I just can't believe what she did. I really think all children should be taught first aid. Izzy did CPR then the doctor turned up. Colm had to have more treatment on the way to the hospital and we've got to see an expert." Truck driver Colm, 35, suffered a mystery allergic reaction on Saturday and was taken to hospital, but was sent home only for it to happen again the next day. The second attack was so serious that his airway swelled, preventing him from breathing, his blood pressure dropped suddenly, and his heart stopped for a moment. He has now made a full recovery from his suffering. Question: Why does the author write the news? Options: A: To describe a serious accident. B: To prove the importance of CPR. C: To report a 9-year-old girl's brave act. D: To call people's attention to allergic reaction.
C

Read the article and select the best answer. Article: My problems started after I went to a boarding school. I was only 14, and at first I misses my family a lot. I often called them and cried on the phone. But after two weeks, I found I enjoyed being with my classmates at school. I had many friends who were boys. I thought of them as my best friends - but only friends. I never guessed my friendships with boys would become a problem. Then, three months later, my friends told me that some teachers and girls said I was hanging out with boys all day long in order to get attention from them. Seven months after that, the head teacher Mr. Wang asked the class to choose some students to join the Student Union. I thought I could win for I was doing well in school. I'd already won prizes for the best math and English exams. A week later, the list came out and it didn't include me. I was sad. Mr. Wang came to me and said, "Don't be sad. I know you're excellent! Maybe you are a little distant from the girls in our class. They don't know much about you, so some of them didn't choose you. It doesn't matter. Do your best to get along well with everyone and I think you'll make it next time." Question: Many of the writer's friends in her new school were _ . Options: A: teachers B: boys C: girls D: women
B

Read the article and select the best answer. Article: "Mom, I can't do this." My teenage son Bret stood in front of me with his hands full of papers. "Can't do what?" I asked while preparing supper. "All these!" he waved his hands up and down. "There's no way I can do everything my teachers are asking me to do." I stopped what I was doing and turned to face him. I had never seen him so upset. He was my jovial son. He made good grades in school and nothing ever seemed to bother him. As I studied his face, I could see his eyes filled with tears. Walking over to the kitchen table, I sat down and asked him to join me. "Show me what you have to do ." Bret sat down in a chair and dropped the papers in front of him. "Mr. Jones, my chemistry teacher, wants me to make a project for the Science Fair." "Okay , And what else?" "I have an algebra test next week, and that will be one-third of our grade this school term!" "And I have to write an English essay. And midterms are the next week! I need to study for them and I have to get help with Spanish. There's no way I can do everything!" His hands shook as he picked up each assignment. It broke my heart to see him so stressed out. I wanted to help him, yet I couldn't do the work for him. I looked at Bret and said. "You don't have to do everything at once. You can do one at a time. Let's make a list of what you need to do." So, one by one, we listed each item. Then we put the due date next to the item. Next we separated the items into parts. For instance, the chemistry project needed supplies. So we put a deadline on getting the supplies. He had a friend who could help him with Spanish, so we had to put that time in. During the process, I saw my son visibly relax. When we finished with the list, I asked, "Do you think you can do this now?" He smiled and I saw his confidence return . "Sure! Thanks, Mom!" There is a saying that asks, "How do you eat an elephant?" The answer is, "One bite at a time." Question: Why was Bret so upset? Options: A: He had quarreled with his chemistry teacher. B: He was poor in many of his school subjects. C: The algebra test would be too difficult for him. D: He felt helpless with the huge amount of school work.
D