Are You Rich
It was Thanksgiving morning and in the crowded kitchen of my small home I was busy preparing the traditional Thanksgiving turkey when the doorbell rang. I opened the front door and saw two small children in rags huddling together inside the storm door on the top step.
"Any old papers, lady?"
I was busy. I wanted to say no -- until I looked down at their feet. Thin little sandals, sopped with sleet.
"Come in and I'll make you a cup of hot cocoa."
There was no conversation. Their soggy sandals left marks upon the hearthstone. I served them cocoa and toast with jam to fortify against the chill outside. Then I went back to the kitchen and started again on my household budget.
The silence in the front room struck me. I looked in. The girl held the empty cup in her hands, looking at it. The boy asked in a flat voice,
"Lady ... are you rich?"
"Am I rich? Mercy, no!" I looked at my shabby slipcovers. The girl put her cup back in its saucer--carefully.
"Your cups match your saucers."
Her voice was old, with a hunger that was not of the stomach. They left then, holding their bundles of papers against the wind. They hadn't said thank you. They didn't need to. They had done more than that. Plain blue pottery cups and saucers. But they matched.
I tasted the potatoes and stirred the gravy. Potatoes and brown gravy, a roof over our heads, my man with a good steady job -- these things matched, too.
I moved the chairs back from the fire and tidied the living room. The muddy prints of small sandals were still wet upon my hearth. I let them be. I want them there in case I ever forget again how very rich I am.
1.Two children appeared before the writer’s house in Thanksgiving day and they asked for some food from the writer
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
2.The writer was so willing to throw the old papers away that she gave the papers to them at once
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
3.The writer showed her sympathy to the children because they were orphans
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
4.The children didn’t say anything when the writer let them come into her house
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
5.The girl gave her compliments to the cups and the saucers
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
6.The children left the writer’s house and they showed their gratitude in words to the writer
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
7.The writer thought that she was rich because she had a husband with a good steadyjob and a daughter and a son
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
答案：BBCAABC
It was Thanksgiving morning and in the crowded kitchen of my small home I was busy preparing the traditional Thanksgiving turkey when the doorbell rang. I opened the front door and saw two small children in rags huddling together inside the storm door on the top step.
"Any old papers, lady?"
I was busy. I wanted to say no -- until I looked down at their feet. Thin little sandals, sopped with sleet.
"Come in and I'll make you a cup of hot cocoa."
There was no conversation. Their soggy sandals left marks upon the hearthstone. I served them cocoa and toast with jam to fortify against the chill outside. Then I went back to the kitchen and started again on my household budget.
The silence in the front room struck me. I looked in. The girl held the empty cup in her hands, looking at it. The boy asked in a flat voice,
"Lady ... are you rich?"
"Am I rich? Mercy, no!" I looked at my shabby slipcovers. The girl put her cup back in its saucer--carefully.
"Your cups match your saucers."
Her voice was old, with a hunger that was not of the stomach. They left then, holding their bundles of papers against the wind. They hadn't said thank you. They didn't need to. They had done more than that. Plain blue pottery cups and saucers. But they matched.
I tasted the potatoes and stirred the gravy. Potatoes and brown gravy, a roof over our heads, my man with a good steady job -- these things matched, too.
I moved the chairs back from the fire and tidied the living room. The muddy prints of small sandals were still wet upon my hearth. I let them be. I want them there in case I ever forget again how very rich I am.
1.Two children appeared before the writer’s house in Thanksgiving day and they asked for some food from the writer
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
2.The writer was so willing to throw the old papers away that she gave the papers to them at once
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
3.The writer showed her sympathy to the children because they were orphans
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
4.The children didn’t say anything when the writer let them come into her house
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
5.The girl gave her compliments to the cups and the saucers
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
6.The children left the writer’s house and they showed their gratitude in words to the writer
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
7.The writer thought that she was rich because she had a husband with a good steadyjob and a daughter and a son
A.Right B.Wrong C.Not mentioned
答案：BBCAABC