Question: input with options: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: I still remember quite clearly the day when my parents got divorced  .  Dad kissed me goodbye and left. For a long time 'Mum and I lived a peaceful life. Then one day, Jim came over for lunch wearing a blue suit with a short brown tie and a green shirt I couldn't believe this was going to be my new stepfaLher.  It couldn't be true that my beautiful mother would many someone who dressed like a clown . I hated him. Lunch was terrible. Mother kept trying to start a conversation, but neither Jim nor I would say much. Finally I offered to bring in the dessert just to get away from the clown Something unpleasant happened, but I didn't mean  to do it. I guess the plate slipped.  But one minute I was handing Jim his blackberry pie, and the next, dark purple berries were oozing  all over his shirt and tie. I was mortified. My face turned bright red. Jim looked very much surprised at first, but then he began to laugh. I started to laugh too. Maybe this guy was all right, after all. Then I had a quick look at my mother. She looked happier than I had seen her in a long time.[:ZXXK] Question: From the story we might guess that    _   . Answer:
output: Jim didn't seem likeable at first

input with options: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: Hello Sandy, We have just returned form our holiday. We went with our friends,Edward Smith and his wife Tina, to the Yorkshire Moors. It is a beautiful natural park. There are lots of places to walk on the tops of the hills,miles of grassland with no people,just sheep and birds. Edward had just come out of hospital and he could not walk as far as before. However, this meant that we walked in the mornings, and then stopped at a restaurant for lunch each day before returning to the place we lived in. Edward and I slept in front of the fire all afternoon, while the ladies went for another walk. Very pleasant! I took lots of photos from the place we lived in, across the valley  below us, of the morning sunrise, and the mist in the valley. Also, in England, the old steam-powered trains are very popular. I took many photos of the train. Yesterday we had the first snow of this winter. It is very early. We usually have snow in January. It rained all day, then snowed in the evening .Today we have bright sunshine! Both Jenny and I are well. I don't know if I told you, in the last e-mail , that Jenny is now working in a hotel. Although she has to work hard, people there are nice, and she is enjoying the work. Please write to us to tell us your news. Yours,                                                                  Victor Question: Victor wrote to tell Sandy   _  . Answer:
output: how things were going with the holiday.

input with options: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: I went to bed at 11pm, it was snowing. I slept deep and my clock didn't work. It was so cold that I didn't want to get up again. I called my mother "Mom, my alarm clock is dead, but tomorrow morning I need to get up at six o'clock to catch an early bus . Can you give me a wakeup call?" My mother's voice was a little dull, "Fine, dear." Phone rings pulled me out of my dreams. Mom said from the other end of the line,"It is time to get up, and you need to catch the early bus." I looked at my watch-5:40."Didn't I ask you to wake me up at SIX?" I complained."Let me have some more sleep, please!" I got up and ready for the trip. It was a dark, cold morning, and everywhere was filled with snow. As I reached the bus stop, I found a white-haired couple  had already been waiting. "You see, you didn't sleep at all night and got here so early," the man murmured( ) to his wife. The bus finally came. The driver was a very young man. He waited just long enough for me to get on before he started the bus again. "Please wait," I said to the driver. "There are two older people that need to get on, too. It is so cold, and they have waited for a long time. How could you leave them behind?" Without stopping the bus, the young driver said"That's OK, they are my parents. This is my first day on the job, so they came to make sure I was all right." I couldn't hold back my tears. My mobile phone rang, incoming was my father's message, "Sweetie, your mom is not feeling well, she was awake most of the night so that she wouldn't miss your wakeup call." The wakeup call, the older couple, the young driver...reminded me of a Jewish proverb: "When a father gives something to his son, the son smiles; when a son gives something to his father, the father cries." Question: The writer makes the idea clear by    _   . Answer:
output: telling his story

input with options: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: The message was short. I read it three times: "Hey, Mom, can I come to see you?" I wrote back: "Yes!" He said he hoped to make it in time for dinner. I made a quick run to the market, put sheets on the guest bed and set the TV to record the Warriors' game, so if traffic was awful, he wouldn't have to miss the first half. Then I began cooking, cleaning, watching the clock and listening for his footsteps coming up the walk. It's called waiting. I'm good at it. When he was a newborn, I'd wait for him to go to sleep. Soon then I'd stand by his bed waiting for him to wake up. I waited, as he learned to do things like walking, talking and feeding himself; throwing a ball, riding a bike and reading a book. I waited for him to start preschool, primary school, middle school and college. I waited with dread for him to start driving. And I waited up every time he came home late. I wait for my son to grow up, but that doesn't mean the waiting game is over. It never really ends. Mothers wait for all kinds of reasons--good news or bad, happiness or heartache. But the waiting is soon forgotten, usually, the minute a long awaited child walks through the door. My boy will be here soon. But if he's late, I can wait. I'm good at it. And he's worth  it. I will always leave a light on for him. Question: Which do you think would be the best title for the reading? Answer:
output:
Answer: Worth waiting for