1. (2022高一下·上海期中) 阅读理解

We went to the T. B. Blackstone Library, not far from Lake Michigan. You could easily miss the building if you didn't know what you were looking for. But once you were inside, you could never mistake it for anything else. We passed through two sets of heavy brass doors to the lobby(大堂) of the library. And if we turned right then, we could see an alcove(壁龛) with tables; this led, in turn, to a big reading room with a gigantic and ancient globe that sat in front of the largest windows. I liked to look at Africa, with the coded colors of the different countries like the Belgian Congo and Rhodesia, and try to remember which countries were fighting to be free just as we were struggling for civil rights. I had heard Daddy talking about the struggle, arguing with the television as someone discussed it on a news show.

One Saturday, as I wandered through the young adult section, I saw a title: Little Women, by Louisa May Alcott. I could tell from looking at the shelf that she'd written a lot of books, but I didn't know anything about her. I had learned from experience that titles weren't everything. A book that sounded great on the shelf could be dull once you got it home, and every bad book I brought home meant one less book to read until we went back in two weeks. So I sat in a chair near the shelves to skim the first paragraphs:

"Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. "It's so dreadful to be poor!" sighed Meg, looking down at her old dress.

"I don't think it's fair for some girls to have plenty of pretty things, and other girls nothing at all," added little Amy, with an injured sniff.

"We've got Father and Mother and each other," said Beth contentedly from her corner.

It was a good thing I'd already decided on some other books to take home, because I didn't look through the rest of the section that day. I read and read and read Little Women until it was time to walk home, and, except for a few essential interruptions like sleeping and eating, I would not put it down until the end. Even the freedom to watch weekend television held no appeal for me in the wake of Alcott's story. It was about girls, for one thing, girls who could almost be like me, especially Jo. It seemed to me a shame that she wasn't Black; then our similarity would be complete. She loved to read, she loved to make up plays, she hated acting ladylike, and she had a dreadful temper. I had found a kindred(亲属关系) spirit.

1. （1） What can be learned about the author's father according to Paragraph One?

   A . He had strong feelings about the Civil Rights movement. B . He was uncomfortable discussing politics with his children. C . He did not approve of most news covered on TV. D . He generally had a pessimistic world view.
3. （2） It can be inferred from Paragraph Two that the author is most likely to agree        .

   A . books seem duller when read in libraries than when read at home B . book titles can sometimes be misleading C . novels are usually more interesting than nonfiction works D . interesting books are often very dull in their first few paragraphs
5. （3） The author quotes some lines from Little Woman in an attempt to ___________.

   A . explain a child's misunderstanding B . describe a young reader's sense of history C . illustrate the suddenness of a decision D . convey the impact of an unexpected discovery
7. （4） The author lists several things about Jo primarily to _________________.

   A . challenge an interpretation B . stress a comparison C . highlight some differences D . develop a disapproving opinion