When Abraham Lincoln was just a boy, he had to help his father to look after their farm. It was hard work and there wasn’t anything interesting for him. Abraham wanted to go to school, but there was no school there. He was sad most of the time.
Mrs. Lincoln loved the boy very much. She tried her best to make Abraham happy. One morning she got up early and went to the town. It was a long way so it took her a long time to get there. She bought something there and went back. It was late in the evening when she got home.
The next morning Mrs. Lincoln said to Abraham,“Today is your birthday, so we’re going to have a party.”She put some food on the table, and then brought out a present.
“A book!”Abraham cried. It was an old book, but he liked it. A smile came on his face. He looked up at Mrs. Lincoln and said,“Thank you, Mom.”

1. 1.

   Abraham Lincoln’s father was a _______.

   1. A.
      farmer
   2. B.
      soldier
   3. C.
      worker
   4. D.
      teacher
2. 2.

   Abraham Lincoln couldn’t go to school because _______.

   1. A.
      his family had no money
   2. B.
      his mother wanted to teach him herself
   3. C.
      he didn’t like school
   4. D.
      there was no school near his home
3. 3.

   On the farm most of the time little Lincoln was _______.

   1. A.
      happy
   2. B.
      unhappy
   3. C.
      worried
   4. D.
      angry
4. 4.

   It took Mrs. Lincoln _______ to make a trip to the town.

   1. A.
      a whole day
   2. B.
      a quarter of a day
   3. C.
      three hours
   4. D.
      two days
5. 5.

   What was the present for Abraham’s birthday?

   1. A.
      A mooncake.
   2. B.
      A new book.
   3. C.
      An old book.
   4. D.
      A school bag.

That cold January night, it seemed I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco. There I was, walking home at one in the morning after a tiring practice at the theater. With opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines. I was having trouble dealing with my part-time job at the bank and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about giving up both acting and San Francisco. City life had become too much for me.

    As I walked down empty streets under tall buildings, I felt very small and cold. I began running, both to keep warm and to keep away any possible robbers(搶劫犯). Very few people were still out except a few sad-looking homeless people under blankets.

    About a block from my apartment, I heard a sound behind me. I turned quickly, half expecting to see someone with a knife or a gun. The street was empty. All I saw was a shining streetlight. Still, the noise had made me nervous, so I started to run faster. Not until I reached my apartment building and unlocked the door did I realize what the noise had been. It had been my wallet falling to the sidewalk.

    Suddenly I wasn’t cold or tired anymore. I ran out of the door and back to where I’d heard the noise. Although I searched the sidewalk anxiously for fifteen minutes, my wallet was nowhere to be found.

    Just as I was about to give up the search, I heard the garbage truck pull up to the sidewalk next to me. When a voice called from the inside, “Alisa Camacho?” I thought I was dreaming. How could this man know my name? The door opened, and out jumped a small red-haired man with an amused look in his eyes. “Is this what you’re looking for?” he asked, holding up a small square shape.

    It was nearly 3 a.m. by the time I got into bed. I wouldn’t get much sleep that night, but I had got my wallet back. I also had got back some enjoyment of city life. I realized that the city couldn’t be a bad place as long as people were willing to help each other.

46. How did the writer feel when she was walking home after work?

A Cold and sick                           B Lucky and hopeful

C Satisfied and cheerful            D Disappointed and helpless

47. From the first paragraph, we learn that the writer was busy_____.

A solving her problem at the bank       B taking part in various city jobs

C learning acting in an evening school   D preparing for the first night show

48. On her way home the writer_____

A lost her wallet unknowingly         B was stopped by a garbage truck driver

C was robbed of her wallet by a man with a knife

D found some homeless people following her

49. In the fifth paragraph, why did the writer say she was dreaming?

A Someone offered to take her back home   B A red-haired man came to see her.           

C She heard someone call her name        D Her wallet was found in a garbage truck

50.From the text, we can infer that the writer_____

A would stop working at night               B would stay on in San Francisco

C would make friends with cleaners.      D would give up her job at the bank