《考研英语阅读理解提速技巧》仿真试题(2)

　　Passage 2

　　The war was the most peaceful period of my life. The window

　　of my bedroom faced southeast. My mother had curtained it, but

　　that had small effect. I always woke up with the first light and,

　　with all the responsibilities of the previous day melted, felt

　　myself rather like the sun, ready to shine and feel joy. Life

　　never seemed so simple and clear and full of possibilities as

　　then. I stuck my feet out under the sheets-I called them Mrs.

　　Left and Mrs. Right-and invented dramatic situations for them in

　　which they discussed the problems of the day. At least Mrs.

　　Right did; she easily showed her feelings, but I didnt have the

　　same control of Mrs. Left, so she mostly contented herself with

　　nodding agreement.

　　They discussed what Mother and I should do during the day,

　　what Santa Claus should give a fellow for Christmas, and what

　　steps should be taken to brighten the home. There was that

　　little matter of the baby, for instance. Mother and I could

　　never agree about that. Ours was the only house in the

　　neighborhood without a new baby, and Mother said we couldnt

　　afford one till Father came back from the war because if cost

　　seventeen and six. That showed how foolish she was. The Geneys

　　up the road had a baby, and everyone knew they couldnt afford

　　seventeen and six. It was probably a cheap baby, and Mother

　　wanted something really good, but I felt she was too hard to

　　please. The Geneys baby would have done us fine.

　　Having settled my plans for the day, I got up, put a chair

　　under my window, and lifted the frame high enough to stick out

　　my head. The window overlooked the front gardens of the homes

　　behind ours, and beyond these it looked over a deep valley to

　　the tall, red-brick house up the opposite hillside, which were

　　all still shadow, while those on our side of the valley were all

　　lit up, though with long storage shadows that made them seem

　　unfamiliar, stiff and painted.

　　After that I wentsintosMothers room and climbedsintosthe

　　big bed. She woke and I began to tell her of my schemes. By this

　　time, though I never seem to have noticed it, I was freezing in

　　my nightshirt, but I warmed up as I talked until the last frost

　　melted. I fell asleep beside her and woke again only when I

　　heard her below in the kitchen, making breakfast.

　　1. How did the author feel early in the morning A. He felt

　　frightened by the war. B. He felt cheerful. C. He felt puzzled

　　by the dramatic situations around him. D. He felt burdened with

　　responsibilities.

　　2.When he woke up in the morning, he would ____.

　　A. visit Mrs. Left and Mrs. Right B. roll up the curtains

　　C. try to work out his plans for the day D. make

　　Mrs. Left argue with Mrs. Right

　　3.What did the author think of his mother

　　A. She was stubborn.

　　B. She was poor. C. She was not very intelligent.

　　D. She did not love him very much.

　　4.Where was the authors father during the war

　　A. He was out on business.

　　B. He was working in another town.

　　C. He went traveling.

　　D. He was fighting in the front.

　　5.In which month did the story probably take place

　　A. In January. B. In September. C. In December.

　　D. In November.

　　Keys to Passage 2

　　B C A D C