高考英语完形填空解读

高考英语完形填空解读高考试题：While I studied at school, I felt a great difficulty in learning my Latin translations. I was always very slow in using a dictionary, and found it most difficult, while to other boys it seemed no trouble.I formed an alliance with a boy in the Sixth Grade. He was very clever and could read Latin as easily as English. My friend for his part was almost as much troubled by the English essays he had to write for the headmaster as I was by these Latin words. We agreed together that he should tell me my Latin translations and that I should do his essays. The arrangement worked wonderfully. The headmaster seemed quite satisfied with my work, and I had more time to myself in the morning. On the other hand, once a week or so I had to compose the essays of my friend. For several months no difficulty appeared, but once we were nearly caught out.Once afternoon, the headmaster called my friend to discuss one essay with him in a lively spirit. “ I was interested in this point you make here. I think you might have gone further. Tell me what you had in your mind.” The headmaster continued in this way for some time to the fear of my friend. However the headmaster, not wishing to turn an occasion of praise into one of fault-finding, finally let him go. He came back to me like a man every effort to study my translations.高考试题：In the summer vacation of 1997, I was fixed with a job, I worked as a(n) assistant at Mr. Breen‟s fruit shop. The fruit shop did good business. Most of the trade came from the housewives who lived in the neighborhood, but he also had regular customers who arrived outside the shop in cars. Mr. Breen knew them all by name and they sometimes even had their order already made up, always getting me to carry it out to theircar. They were clearly long-standing customers, and I suppose they must have stayed faithful to him because he had promised to sell good quality fruit. He had a way with them—I had to admit that. He called every woman “madam” for a start, even those who clearly were not, but when he said it, it did not sound like flattery. It just sounded polite in anold-fashioned way. He was a great chatter as well. If he didn‟t know them he would greet them with a few words about the weather, but if he did, he would ask about their families or make jokes, always cutting his cloth according to his customers. Whatever their bills came to, he always gave them back the few odd pence, and I am sure they thought he was very generous. But I thought he was the opposite. He never threw anything away. He was always looking for something for nothing.高考试题:It was the night before the composition was due. As I looked at the list of topic, “The Art of Eating Spaghetti” caught my eye. The word “spaghetti” brought back the memory of an evening at Uncle Al len‟s in Belleville when all of us were seated around the table and Aunt Pat served spaghetti for supper. Spaghetti was an exotic treat in those day. Never had I eaten spaghetti, and none of the grown-ups had enough experience to be good at it. What laughing argument we had about the socially respectable method for moving spaghetti from plate to mouth. Suddenly, I wanted to write about that, but I wanted to put it down simplyfor my own joy, not for Mr. Fleael, my composition teacher. As for him, I would write something else.When I finished it the night was half gone and there was no time left to write a proper composition for Mr. Fleagle. There was no choice next morning but to hand in my work. Two days passed before Mr. Fleagle returned the graded papers. He said, “Now, class, I want to read you a composition, …The Art of Eating Spagehetti‟. ”My words! He was reading my words out loud to the whole class. Somebody laughed, then the whole class was laughing with open-hearted enjoyment. I did my best not to show pleasure, but what I was feeling was pure happiness, for my words had the power to make people laugh. 高考试题：I played a racquetball game against my cousin Ed last week. It was one of the most surprising and tiring games I‟ve ever had. When Ed first phoned and suggested we play, I laughed quietly, figuring on an easy victory. After all, Ed‟s idea of exercise has always been nothing more effort-making than lifting a fork to his mouth. As long as I can remember, Ed‟s been the least physically fit member in the family, and strangely proud of himself. His big stomach has always ballooned out between his T-shirt and trousers. Although the family often joked about that, Ed refused to buy a larger T-shirt or lose weight. So when Ed arrived for our game not only with the bottom of his shirt gathered inside his trousers butalso with a stomach you could hardly notice, I was so surprised that I was speechless. My cousin must have made an effort to get himself into shape. As a result, at the point in our game when I‟d have predicted the score to be about 9 to 1 in my favor, it was instead 7 to 9 and Ed was leading. The sudden realization was painful. We continued to play like two mad man. When the score was 16 up, I was having serious doubts about staying alive until 21 years old, let alone scoring that many points. When the game finally ended, both of us were lying flat on our backs, too tired to move. In a way, I think we both won: I the game, but cousin Ed my respect.高考试题：What is intelligence anyway? When I was in the army I received an intelligence test that all soldiers took, and, against an average of 100, scored 160.I had an auto-repair man once, who, on these intelligence tests, could not possibly have scored more than 80. Yet, when anything went wrong with my car I hurried to him—and he always fixed it.Well, then, Suppose my auto-repair man designed questions for some intelligence tests. By every one of them I‟d prove myself a fool. In a world where I have to work with my hands, I‟d do poorly.Consider my auto-repair man again. He had a habit of telling jokes. One time he said, “Doc, a deaf-and-dumb man needed some nails.Having entered a store, he put two fingers together on the counter and made hammering. The clerk brought him some nails. He picked out the right size and left. Well, Doc, the next man came in was blind. He wanted scissors. How do you suppose he asked for them?” I lifted my right hand and scissoring movement with my first two fingers. He burst out laughing and said, “Why, you fool, he used his voice and ask for them. I‟ve been trying that on all my customers today, but I knew for sure I‟d catch you.” “Why is that?” I asked. “Because you are so goddamned educated, Doc, I knew you couldn‟t be very smart.”And I knew an uneasy feeling he had something there.以上五篇完整的文章是前五年高考完形填空题，2006、2005是江西省自主命题的，2004、2003、2002是全国卷，但这种题型有个惊人的共同点，都是以第一人称叙述，以记叙，夹叙夹议的方式组成，我把它们加以完整让学生熟读，背诵，共同探讨它的选材，让学生来感受高考完形填空的命题特点，我觉得会受到良好的效果，我建议学生平常多去练练用英文写日记，把见闻，感受写下来。