David’s Haircut
When David steps out of the front door he is blinded for a moment by the white, strong sunlight and reaches for his dad’s hand automatically. It’s the first really warm day of the year, an unexpected heat that bridges the gap between spring and summer. Father and son are on their way to the barbershop, something they have always done together.
Always, the routine is the same. “It’s about time we got that mop of yours cut,” David’s dad will say, pointing at him with two fingers, a cigarette caught between them. “Perhaps I should do it. Where are those scissors, Janet?” Sometimes his dad runs after him round the living room, pretending to cut off his ears. When he was young, David used to get too excited and start crying, scared that maybe he really would lose his ears, but he has long since grown out of that.
Mr Samuels’ barbershop is in a long room above the chip shop, reached by a steep and worn flight of stairs. David follows his father. He loves the barbershop — it’s like nowhere else he goes. It smells of cigarettes and men and hair oil. Sometimes the smell of chips will climb the stairs along with a customer and when the door opens the waiting men lift their noses together. Black and white photographs of men with various out-of-fashion hairstyles hang above a picture rail at the end of the room, where two barber’s chairs are fixed to the floor. They are heavy, old-fashioned chairs with foot pumps that screams as Mr Samuels adjusts the height of the seat. In front of the chairs are deep sinks with a showerhead and long metal pipe attached to the taps, not that anyone seems to use them. Behind the sinks are mirrors and on either side of these, shelves overflowing with all types of plastic combs, shaving mugs, scissors, cut throat razors, hair brushes and, 10 bright red bottles of Brylcreem(男士發(fā)油), piled neatly in a pyramid. At the back of the room sit the customers, silent for most of the time, except when Mr Samuels breaks off from cutting and smoke his cigarette, sending a stream of grey-blue smoke like the tail of kite twisting into the air.
When it is David’s turn for a cut, Mr Samuels places a wooden board covered with a piece of red leather across the arms of the chair, so that the barber doesn’t have to bend to cut the boy’s hair. David scrambles up onto the bench.
“Hey, young man, you’re shooting up, you won’t need this soon, you’ll be able to sit in the chair,” the barber says.
“Wow,” says David, turning round to look at his dad, forgetting that he can see him through the mirror. “Dad, Mr Samuels said I could be sitting in the chair soon, not just on the board!”
“So I hear,” his father replies, not looking up from the paper. “I expect Mr Samuels will start charging me more for your hair then.”
“At least double the price,” said Mr Samuels, winking at David.
Finally David’s dad looks up from his newspaper and glances into the mirror, seeing his son looking back at him. He smiles.
“Wasn’t so long ago when I had to lift you onto that board because you couldn’t climb up there yourself,” he says.
“They don’t stay young for long do they, kids”, Mr Samuels declares. All the men in the shop nod in agreement. David nods too.
In the mirror he sees a little head sticking out of a long nylon cape. Occasionally he steals glances at the barber as he works. He smells a mixture of smelly sweat and aftershave as the barber moves around him, combing and cutting, combing and cutting.
David feels like he is in another world, noiseless except for the sound of the barber’s shoes rubbing on the plastic carpet and the click of his scissors. In the reflection from the window he could see through the window, a few small clouds moved slowly through the frame, moving to the sound of the scissors’ click.
Sleepily, his eyes dropping to the front of the cape where his hair falls softly as snow and he imagines sitting in the chair just like the men and older boys, the special bench left leaning against the wall in the corner. He thinks about the picture book of Bible stories his aunt gave him for Christmas, the one of Samson having his hair cut by Delilah. David wonders if his strength will go like Samson’s.
When Mr Samuels has finished, David hops down from the seat, rubbing the itchy hair from his face. Looking down he sees his own thick, blonde hair mixed among the browns, greys and blacks of the men who have sat in the chair before him. For a moment he wants to reach down and gather up the broken blonde hair, to separate them from the others, but he does not have time.
They reach the pavement outside the shop. “I tell you what, boy, let’s get some fish and chips to take home, save your mum from cooking tea,” says David’s dad and turns up the street.
The youngster is excited and catches his dad’s hand. The thick-skinned fingers close gently around his and David is surprised to find, warming in his father’s palm, a handful of his own hair

1. 1.

   How old is David most probably age according to the context?

   1. A.
      2
   2. B.
      4
   3. C.
      10
   4. D.
      17
2. 2.

   Why does the author describe the barbershop detailedly in David’s eyes in Paragraph 3?

   1. A.
      Because David is not familiar with this place and tries to remember it
   2. B.
      Because David develops great friendfish with the shop owner
   3. C.
      Because the barbershop is a place that attracts him greatly
   4. D.
      Because the barbershop is very traditional and David can see one nowhere else
3. 3.

   Saying “I expect Mr Samuels will start charging me more for your hair then”, David’s dad is ________

   1. A.
      showing his proudness of his son’s growth
   2. B.
      complaining about the price of the haircut
   3. C.
      expressing his thanks to the shopowner’s kindness
   4. D.
      counting his expense on his son’s haircut
4. 4.

   The underlined sentence sugests that David ________

   1. A.
      looks down upon those old, grey-haired men
   2. B.
      feels extremely excited about becoming a bigger boy
   3. C.
      thinks blond hair is much more precious than other color
   4. D.
      is quite curious about his broken blonde hair
5. 5.

   Which detail from the story best shows the deep love that father gives son?

   1. A.
      Dad runs after his son round the living room
   2. B.
      Dad buys his son some fish and chips
   3. C.
      Dad sees his son through the mirror
   4. D.
      Dad holds some of his son’s hair in his palm
6. 6.

   What is the author’s tone of writing this passage?

   1. A.
      serious
   2. B.
      light-hearted
   3. C.
      critical
   4. D.
      persuasive

When it is Tom’s turn for a cut, Mr. Smith places a wooden board covered with a piece of red leather across the arms of the chair, so that the barber doesn’t have to bend to cut the boy’s hair.

“Hey, young man, you’re       , you won’t need this soon, you’ll be able to sit in the chair.” the barber says.

“Wow,” says Tom, turning round to look at his dad. “Dad, Mr. Smith said I could be sitting in the chair soon, not just on the      !”

“So I hear,” his father replies. “I expect Mr. Smith will start       me more for your hair then.”

In the       Tom sees a little head sticking out of a long nylon cape. Occasionally he       glances at the barber as he works. He smells a(n)       of smelly sweat and aftershave as the barber moves around him, combing and cutting.

Tom feels like he is in another world,       except for the sound of the barber’s shoes rubbing on the plastic carpet and the       of his scissors. In the       from the window he could see through the window, a few small clouds moved slowly through the frame, moving to the       of the scissors’ click.

Sleepily, his eyes dropping to the front of the cape where his hair       softly as snow and he       sitting in the chair just like the men and older boys, the special       left leaning against the wall in the corner.

When Mr. Smith has      , Tom hops down from the seat.      , he sees his own thick,       hair mixed among the browns, greys and blacks of the men who have sat in the chair before him. For a moment he wants to reach down and       the broken blonde hair, to       them from the others, but he does not have time.

They reach the pavement outside the shop. “I tell you what, boy, let’s get some fish and chips to take home,       your mum from cooking tea,” says Tom’s dad.

Tom is excited and catches his dad’s hand. He is surprised to find, warming in his father’s palm, a handful of his own       .

1.A. building up        B. sending up                       C. bringing up D. shooting up

2.A. desk                     B. board                               C. couch                      D. sofa

3.A. paying                  B. blaming                            C. charging                  D. accusing

4.A. mirror                           B. book                                C. shelf                      D. catalogue 

5.A. steals                   B. discovers                         C. returns                    D. transforms

6.A. lack                     B. memory                           C. mixture                   D. expression

7.A. helpless               B. noiseless                          C. fearless                   D. thoughtless

8.A. control                B. direction                          C. effect                     D. click

9.A. immigration        B. opposition                       C. reflection               D. assumption

10.A. rhyme               B. trail                                  C. pattern                    D. sound

11.A. falls                   B. covers                              C. melts                       D. explodes

12.A. considers                   B. succeeds                         C. approves                D. imagines

13.A. package            B. bench                               C. scissors          D. carpet

14.A. treated              B. compromised                 C. finished                   D. entertained

15.A. Looking into     B. Looking forward             C. Looking up             D. Looking down

16.A. blonde              B. red                                    C. black                        D. white

17.A. send for            B. find out                            C. gather up                D. show off

18.A. punish               B. separate                           C. deliver                    D. confirm

19.A. persuade          B. save                                  C. excuse                   D. relax

20.A. money               B. tip                                    C. fish                           D. hair

閱讀理解

閱讀下列短文，從每題所給的四個(gè)選項(xiàng)(A、B、C和D)中，選出最佳選項(xiàng)。

　　As I jogged over the bridge and round the corner on my regular early morning run, he was standing opposite the jeweler's looking extremely suspicious (可疑的). But the moment he saw me, instead of trying to avoid me, he came straight across the road as I drew level with the jeweler's. Halfway across he began addressing me: “I thought you were going to…”- but his voice trailed away as he received no reply and no sign of recognition from me. It was quite obvious that he had mistaken me for someone else. But he started up again as if nothing had happened. “Good morning,” he said. “Nice to bump into someone so early. Someone to talk to. I've taken to talking to myself on this job.”

　　I hate meeting people when I'm out early, and I was almost out of breath. I just paused in my stride, nodded in a friendly manner, and went on up the road. The stranger had spoken quietly, and quite slowly. And I had noticed that he was well dressed, too. But if he looked suspicious dressed like that at that time of the morning, what about me? I was in a track suit, with an old sweater round my shoulders and a cap on my head. As to his odd remark about “talking to himself on the job”, I hadn't paid any attention to it, although now it began to worry me. Was he perhaps a plain clothes policeman? At the time I somehow felt he was.

　　I had just turned the corner into the High Street when I heard the sound of breaking glass somewhere behind me, and I thought the sound came from the street I had just left. I stopped dead and almost without thinking looked back around the corner. The stranger was not there, but almost immediately an alarm bell in the jeweler's began ringing loudly.

　　I found out later that a burglar had broken into the jeweler's shop and stolen watches and rings worth about ￡5,000．The police are still looking into the matter, but I'm afraid to go and tell them what I know now because they might even suspect me of committing the crime, and it might be difficult for me to prove my innocence (無(wú)罪). After all, I haven't offered my assistance as a witness, and the only other person around that morning was the “stranger” who had spoken to me.

1．The writer ________.

[　　]

A．a(chǎn)lways goes past the jeweler's

B．goes jogging regularly

C．meets a few people every morning

D．often sees a policeman in the High Street

2．Which of the following statements is true?

[　　]

A．The stranger was waiting for someone.

B．The stranger hated talking to people.

C．The stranger recognized the writer.

D．The stranger had met the writer before.

3．Why did the stranger seem suspicious?

[　　]

A．He was far too friendly.

B．He was dressed too well for that time.

C．He was about to go into the jeweler's.

D．He talked to himself a lot.

4．If the writer had been on the spot, ________.

[　　]

A．he might have been badly injured

B．the stranger wouldn't have broken the window

C．he wouldn't have heard the alarm bell

D．he would have seen what happened

5．The writer hasn't told the police what little he knows because ________.

[　　]

A．he is afraid they might arrest him

B．he thinks the stranger is innocent

C．the stranger hasn't asked him to be a witness

D．the burglar didn't steal very much

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