A light drizzle was falling as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church, eager to get home and play with the present

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问题     A light drizzle was falling as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church, eager to get home and play with the presents that Santa had left for us and our baby sister, Sharon. Across the street from the church was a Pan American gas station where the Greyhound bus stopped. It was closed for Christmas, but I noticed a family standing outside the locked door, huddled under the narrow overhang in an attempt to keep dry. I wondered briefly why they were there but then forgot about them as I raced to keep up with Jill.
    Once we got home, there was barely time to enjoy our presents. We had to go off to our grandparents’ house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we drove down the highway through town, I noticed that the family were still there, standing outside the closed gas station.
My father was driving very slowly down the highway. The closer we got to the turn off for my grandparents’ house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father U-turned in the middle of the road and said, "I can’t stand it!" "What?" asked my mother. "They’ve got children. It’s Christmas. I can’t stand it. "
    When my father pulled into the service station, I saw that there were five of them—the parents and three children — two girls and a small boy. My father rolled down his window. "Merry Christmas," he said. "Howdy," the man replied. He was very tall and had to stoop slightly to peer into the car. "You are waiting for the bus?" my father asked. The man said that they were. They were going to Birmingham, where he had a brother and prospects of a job.
    "Well, that bus isn’t going to come along for several hours, and you’re getting wet standing here. Winborn is just a couple miles up the road. They’ve got a shed with a cover there and some benches," My father said, "Why don’t you all get in the car and I’ll run you up there."
    The man thought about it for a moment, and then he beckoned to his family. They climbed into the car. They had no luggage, only the clothes they were wearing.
    Once they settled in, my father looked back over his shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three gloomy faces gave him his answer.
    "Well I didn’t think so," my father said, winking at my mother, "because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he was having trouble finding all, and he asked me if he could leave your toys at my house. We’ll just go to get them before I take you to the bus stop. "
    All at once, the three children’s faces lit up, and they began to bounce around in the back seat, laughing and chattering.
    When we got out of the car at our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that were spread out under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied Jill’s doll and immediately hugged it to her breast. I remember that the little boy grabbed Sharon’s ball. And the other girl picked up something of mine. All this happened a long time ago, but the memory of it remains clear. That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy of making others happy.
Which of the following words can best describe the father?

选项 A、Charitable.
B、Passionate.
C、Brisk.
D、Determined.

答案A

解析 推理判断题。本文主要叙述了作者的父亲在圣诞节帮助陌生的一家人并给他们的三个孩子圣诞礼物的故事。由此可知,作者的父亲是一个慷慨大方的人,故答案为[A]项。[B]项“热情的”,[C]项“利落的”和[D]项“坚决的”都不符合文中父亲的形象,故排除。
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