The mother whale failed to help her baby because__________.A. she had stayed in the polluted water for too longB. the whirlpools she had made were not big enoughC. she had no other whales around to tutu to for helpD. the waves pushed her baby in the wrong direction
The mother whale failed to help her baby because__________.
A. she had stayed in the polluted water for too long
B. the whirlpools she had made were not big enough
C. she had no other whales around to tutu to for help
D. the waves pushed her baby in the wrong direction
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根据下列内容，回答186-190题。I've loved my mother's desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it as mothersat writing letters. Standing by her chair, looking at the ink bottle, pens, and white paper, I de-cided that the act of writing must be the more wonderful thing in the world. Years later, during herfinal illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother."But the desk," she'd said a-gain, "it's for Elizabeth."I never saw her angry, never saw her cry. I knew she loved me; she showed it in action. Butas a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter. They never happened.And a gulf opened between us. I was "too emotional". But she lived "on the surface".As years passed I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy fami-ly. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way she chose that she didforgive me. I posted the letter and waited for her answer. None came. My hope turned to disap-pointment, then little interest and, finally, peace--it seemed that nothing happened. I couldn't besure that the letter had even got to mother. I only knew that I had written it, and ! could stop try-ing to make her into someone she was not.Now the present of her desk told, as she'd never been able to, that she was pleased thatwriting was my chosen work. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside--a photoof my father and a one-page letter, folded and refolded many times. Give me an answer, my letterasks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words.The writer began to love her mother's desk__________.A.after mother diedB.before she became a writerC.when she was a childD.when mother gave it to her
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Laura was married for 6 months．Her husband was using drugs．She didn't want her son or her unborn baby to live that way,but she was afraid to ask her husband to leave．She left him a note instead．After reading the note,Laura's husband waited for her to come home and then beat her and her son.Laura had little education and she never had a good paying job．She was ashamed to ask for help from the police,courts or women's shelters．Sometimes her husband was very nice to her．She decided to try harder so her children could have a home and a father．Laura joined a church and told a priest about her problem.But her husband kept using drugs and hurting the family．Finally,she told her husband she loved him,but they should live apart for a while．He beat her again．The priest came over to talk to her．He asked the husband to go out for a while．Laura packed up her things and left home with her son．The next day she lost the baby．Her husband went to jail.Laura got a lot of help from groups that help women who have been beaten．Now she is in college,has her own apartment and works on special projects at a women's shelter．"We got out,and it changed life for me and my child．You can do it．You can break the cycle,"Laura said.Which of the following statements is TRUE?A.Laura has two childreB.Laura never got any joC.Laura's husband got punisheD.Laura got little help from the societ
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