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一、完形填空 Christmas is for giving and sharing, for getting together with family and friends. But mostly its for love. I had not believed this until a student, who was called Mark, gave me a wonderful gift one Christmas. Mark was an 11-year-old orphan (孤儿) who lived with his aunt, a middle aged woman greatly annoyed (使烦恼) with the burden (负担) of ( 1 )for her dead sisters son. I had not ( 2 )Mark especially until he began staying after class each day to help me tidy up the room, We did this quietly, not speaking much, but enjoying the time of the day. When we did talk, Mark spoke mostly of his ( 3 ), who had always spent much time with him before she passed away. ( 4 )Christmas came near, however, Mark failed to stay after school each day. I ( 5 )him one afternoon and asked why he no longer helped me in the room. I was making you a ( 6 ),he said confidently (有信心地) in a low voice. Its for Christmas.With that, he left the room in a hurry. He didnt stay after school any more after that. Finally ( 7 )the last school day before Christmas. Mark walked slowly into the room late that afternoon. I have a present,he said, I hope you like it. He held out his hand, and in it was a tiny wooden box. Its beautiful, Mark, Whats in it ? I asked, opening the top to look ( 8 ). Oh, you cant see it, he replied, and you cant touch it, or taste it or feel it, but mother always said it makes you feel good all the time, warm on cold nights, and safe when youre ( 9 ). | 
