Question

Jack threw some papers on my desk and looked at me angrily.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Next time you want to change anything, ask me first,” he shouted and left.

“How dare he treat me like that?” I thought. I had just changed one long sentence, and correct grammar--- something I thought I was paid to do. In fact I had been warned. On the first day one of my workmates took me aside and reminded me of his temper. As the weeks went by, I came to look down on Jack.

One day Jack’s other papers left me in tears so I stormed into his office angrily.

“What?” he asked.

Suddenly I knew what I must do. After all, he earned it. “Jack, the way you’ve been treating me is wrong. I’ve never had anyone speak to me that way. As a professional, it’s wrong for me to allow it to continue,” I said. Jack smiled nervously, “Susan, I make you a promise that I will be a friend. I will treat you as you should be treated, with respect and kindness,” he said. With these words, I left.

Jack avoided me the rest of the week, and never questioned my work again. I brought cookies to the office one day and left some on his desk. Another day I left a note: “Hope your day is going great.” Over the next few weeks, Jack reappeared , but there were no more Jack’s papers. One year later I discovered I had breast cancer, and was scared. The statistics (統(tǒng)計數(shù)字) were not great for my long-term survival.

On the last day of my hospital stay, Jack came and silently handed me a bundle with several bulbs inside. “Tulips (郁金香) ,” he said. I smiled, not understanding. He cleared his throat. “If you plant them when you get home, they’ll come up next spring. I think you will be there to see them when they come up.” Tears clouded my eyes and I whispered: “Thank you.”Jack held my hands firmly, saying, “You are welcome. You can’t see it now, but next spring you will see the colors I picked out for you.”

I have seen those red and white striped（有條紋的） tulips push through the soil every spring for over ten years now. This past September the doctor declared me cured. At a moment when I was praying for just the right word, a man with very few words said all the right things. After all, that’s what friends do.

1.Jack was angry with the author because___________.

A. she pointed out his mistakes in public

B. she changed the contents of the papers

C. she read the papers without his permission

D. she corrected the papers without telling him

2.The author entered Jack’s office with the purpose of ________________.

A. telling him about the mistake he had made

B. comforting him for the mistakes he had made

C. saying sorry to him for their misunderstanding

D. telling him she wanted to make friends with him

3.Why did the author cry on the last day of her hospital stay?

A. She was afraid that she would die soon.

B. She was moved by Jack’s flowers and words.

C. She was pleased that Jack became a good man.

D. She was angry with Jack for what he did to her.

Answer 1