Q: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: My father had always been an alert observer of human character. Within seconds of meeting someone, he could sum up their strengths and weaknesses. It was always a challenge to see if any of my boyfriends could pass Dad's test. None did. Dad was always right -- they didn't pass my test either. After Dad died, I wondered how I'd figure it out on my own. That's when Jack arrived on the scene. He was different from any other guy I'd dated. He could sit for hours on the piano bench with my mother, discussing some composers. My brother Rick loudly announced that Jack wasn't a turkey like the other guys I'd brought home. Jack passed my family's test. But what about Dad's? Then came my mother's birthday. The day he was supposed to drive, I got a call. "Don't worry," he said, "but I've been in an accident. I'm fine, but I need you to pick me up." When I got there, we rushed to a flower shop for something for Mom. "How about gardenias?" Jack said, pointing at a beautiful white corsage . The florist put the corsage in a box. The entire ride, Jack was unusually quiet. "Are you all right?" I asked. "I've been doing a lot of thinking," he said. "I might be moving." Moving? Then he added, "Moving in with you." I nearly put the car on the sidewalk. "What?" I asked. "I think we should get married," he said. He told me he'd planned his proposal in a fancy restaurant, but after the accident, he decided to do it right away. "Yes," I whispered. We both sat dumbfounded , tears running down our cheeks. I'd never known such a tender moment. If only Dad were here to give his final approval. "Oh, let's just go inside." Jack laughed. My mother opened the door. "Happy Birthday!" we shouted. Jack handed the box to her. She opened it up. Suddenly, her eyes were filled with tears. "Mom, what's wrong?" I asked. "I'm sorry," she said, wiping her eyes. "This is only the second gardenia corsage I've ever received. I was given one years ago, long before you kids were born." "From who?" I asked. "Your father," Mom said. "He gave me one right... Question: Why did the writer's mother cry? Answer: | OPTIONS:
- The gift was the same as the one her husband gave her.
- She had never received such a beautiful gift.
- Her daughter found her life partner at last.
- The gardenia corsage was too expensive.
A: The gift was the same as the one her husband gave her.

Q: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: My darling daughter, Recently I saw a diary of years. It was written when you were nine. I read your goals in the diary, and one little goal was really surprising for me. It was "to make Mom happy". I was so moved, and I would have told you that you made me happy every day of my life. My first thoughts in the morning were of you. When I got home from work, I couldn't wait to see you. I liked talking to you very much and I wanted to know what your day was like. You kept my spirit alive, my mind challenged and my body active. You were, and still are, the light of my life. Without you, my life would have been boring. You made me happy and you continue to do so. You are a mother now, with a child of your own. I know you love her, so I think you should tell her how happy she makes you. Sometimes we forget to say the words that are in our hearts. These words can be very important to a child. They can change their world completely. They can create a beautiful world for them. You are my joy in life, my little one. You always have been, and you always will be. Never forget that, and tell that to your child. Tell her that she is the most important thing in the world for you, because she makes things joyful in your life! I love you, my dearest daughter. Mom Question: The mother _ according to the text. Answer: | OPTIONS:
- thought her life was boring
- has a granddaughter
- was a housewife
- used to get up early
A: has a granddaughter

Q: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: Several years ago, I worked as a truck driver for a company. On Saturdays I usually spent several hours doing something to keep my truck in good condition. One Saturday, as I was cleaning my truck, I noticed the boss's elderly father came out to ask his grandson to take him fishing after work. The grandson told him all about how much he would love to do that, but he just couldn't because he had other plans already. The old man hobbled off to the house. Then I heard the grandson telling his dad, "I'm not taking that old man fishing! It's worse than taking a kid." That just broke my heart. I _ working immediately and went home to fetch my fishing gear and a chair. Then I came back and invited the old man to go fishing. He accepted happily. When we got to the river, I let him sit in the chair at the edge of the water. It wasn't long before he got a fish. He got one fish after another. His eyes were shining like a child. About half an hour later, he told me he was tired and needed to go home. So I took him and the fish home. Two weeks later, the old man died. His family told me later that all he talked about during that time was his fishing trip. I am satisfied that I have taken an old man on his last fishing trip, but I am sorry that his family have lost their last chance. Whenever you get the chance, don't forget about taking Grandpa fishing. Someday, you may be in the same place and you'll want your family to care about you, too. Question: The writer wrote the passage mainly to _ . Answer: | OPTIONS:
- tell us something about his work
- tell us about a fishing experience
- persuade us to take Grandpa fishing
- persuade us to care about the elderly
A: persuade us to care about the elderly