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侵犯未成年人的人身权利或者其他合法权利,构成犯罪的,依法追究行政责任。

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     Parents divorced, little Buddy was in the care of his mother's large Alabama family. Over the

years, Buddy seldom saw either of his parents. But he was happy where he was and he had many

kindly relatives, among whom Miss Sook was by far his best friend. Before Christmas, Buddy's

father had managed to get legal custody(法定监护) of him for this Christmas. So, he had a new

suit, with a card pinned with his name and address and made the trip alone, by bus, to New

Orleans.

     Several things occurred that kept me awake the whole night. First, the footfalls, the noise of my father

running up and down the stairs, breathing heavily, I had to see what he was up to. So I hid and watched.

There was a Christmas tree and the fireplace downstairs. Moreover, I could see my father. He was

crawling around under the tree arranging a pyramid of packages. I felt dizzy, for what I saw forced me to

reconsider everything. If these were presents intended for me, then obviously they had not been ordered

by the Lord and delivered by Santa Claus; no, they were gifts bought and wrapped by my father. Which

meant that my rotten little cousin Billy Bob and other rotten kids like him weren't lying when they laughed

at me and told me there was no Santa Claus. The worst thought was: Had Sook known the truth, and lied

to me? No, Sook would never lie to me. She believed. It was just that-well, though she was

sixty-something, in some ways she was at least as much of a child as I was.

     I waited until I was sure he was in bed and sound asleep. Then I crept downstairs and examined the

tags attached to each of the packages. They all said: "For Buddy." I decided to open the packages: It

was Christmas morning. I was awake, so why not? I won't bother to describe what was inside them: just

shirts and sweaters and dull stuff like that. The only thing I appreciated was a toy gun. Somehow I got the

idea it would be fun to waken my father by firing it. So I did. Bang. Bang. Bang. He raced out of his room, wild-eyed, Bang. Bang. Bang. "Buddy-what the hell do you think you're doing? Bang. Bang. Bang. "Stop

that!" I laughed. " Look, Daddy. Look at all wonderful things Santa Claus brought me."

     Calm now, he walked into the room and hugged me. "You like what Santa Claus brought you?"

     I smiled at him. He smiled at me. There was a tender lingering (逗留不去的) moment, damaged

when I said: "Yes. But what are you going to give me, Daddy?" His smile evaporated. His eyes narrowed

suspiciously-you could see that he thought I was pulling some kind of trick. But then he blushed, as

though he was ashamed to be thinking what he was thinking. He patted my head, and coughed and said: "Well, I thought I'd wait and let you pick out something you wanted. Is there anything particular you

want?"

     I reminded him of the airplane we had seen in the toy store on Canal Street. His face sagged. Oh,

yes, he remembered the airplane and how expensive it was. Nevertheless, the next day I was sitting in

that airplane dreaming I was zooming toward heaven while my father wrote out a check for a happy

salesman, who promised to help ship the plane on the bus. 

     But I wasn't free of New Orleans yet. The problem was a large bottle of wine; maybe it was because

of my departure, but anyway my father had been drinking it all day, and on the way to the bus station, he

scared me by grabbing my wrist and harshly whispering: "I'm not going to let you go. I can't let you go

back to that crazy family in that crazy old house. Just look at what they've done to you. A boy six, almost

seven, talking about Santa Claus! It's all their fault, all those sour old spinsters with their Bibles and their

knitting needles, those drunken uncles. Listen to me, Buddy. There is no God! There is no Santa Claus."

He was squeezing my wrist so hard that it ached. "Kiss me. Please. Please. Kiss me. Tell your daddy

that you love him." But I couldn't speak. I was terrified I was going to miss my bus. And I was worried

about my plane, which was strapped to the top of the taxi. "Say it: 'I love you.' Say it. Please. Buddy. Say

it."

     It was lucky for me that our taxi-driver was a good-hearted man. Because if it hadn't been for his help, and the help of some efficient porters and a friendly policeman, I don't know what would have happened

when we reached the station. My father was so drunk he could hardly walk, but the policeman talked to

him, quieted him down, helped him to stand straight, and the taxi-man promised to take him safely home.

But my father would not leave until he had seen the porters put me on the bus.

     Once I was on the bus, I crouched in a seat and shut my eyes. I felt the strangest pain. A crushing pain

that hurt everywhere. I thought if I took off my heavy city shoes, those crucifying monsters, the agony

would ease. I took them off, but the mysterious pain did not leave me. In a way it never has; never will.

     Twelve hours later I was home in bed. The room was dark. Sook was sitting beside me, rocking in a

rocking chair, a sound as soothing (令人舒畅的) as ocean waves. I had tried to tell her everything that

had happened, and only stopped when I was hoarse (嘶哑的) as a howling dog. She stroked her fingers

through my hair, and said: "Of course there is a Santa Clause. It's just that no single somebody could do

all he has to do. So the Lord has spread the task among us all. That's why everybody is Santa Claus. I

am. You are. Even you cousin Billy Bob. Now go to sleep. Count stars. Think of the quietest thing. Like

snow. I'm sorry you didn't get to see any. But now snow is falling through the stars-" Stars sparkled,

snow whirled inside my head; the last thing I remembered was the peaceful voice of the Lord telling me

something I must do. And the next day I did it. I went with Sook to the post office and bought a penny

postcard. That same postcard exists today. It was found in my father's safety deposit box when he died

last year. Here is what I had written him: Hello pop hope you are well I am and I am turning to

pedal my plane so fast I will soon be in the sky so keep your eyes open and yes I love you Buddy.

1.When Buddy asked his Daddy for Christmas presents, his father's reaction suggested that  _______.

A. He felt sorry he forgot to prepare presents for his son.

B. He thought his son should have known all the presents were sent by him, not Santa Claus.

C. It was difficult for him to accept that his son is so greedy.

D. He was ashamed of not knowing what his son liked.

2. Once Buddy was on the bus, he felt the strangest pain . The reason probably is _____________.

A. His father squeezed him so hard that it ached.

B. His father was very drunk and had difficulty returning home.

C. He didn't say "I love you" to his father.

D. He had an argument with his father at home.

3. Which of the following statements is NOT true?

A. Buddy didn't tell his Daddy "I love you" until his death.

B. Buddy's father and Miss Sook were people of different personalities.

C. Buddy still held the belief that there was Santa Claus.

D. Buddy finally mailed a postcard to his father.

4. What can be inferred from the first paragraph?

A. Cousin Billy Bob had a good relationship with Buddy.

B. Miss had no idea of Santa Clause, and lied to Buddy.

C. Father loved Buddy very much and prepared a lot of gifts for him.

D. Buddy was afraid of his father for they had been separated long time.

5. The following words can describe Miss Sook except _______.

A. old            

B. clever          

C. naughty          

D. trusted

6. Which of the following can be the best title of passage?

A. Is There a Santa Clause in the World?

B. A Christmas Memory

C. How to Celebrate Christmas in a Meaningful Way?

D. A Christmas of a Divorced Family

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