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Passage 2 The war was the most peaceful period of my life. The window of mybedroom faced southeast. My mother had curtained it，but that hadsmall effect. I always woke up with the first light and，with all theresponsibilities of the previous day melted，felt myself ratherlike the sun，ready to shine and feel joy. Life never seemed so simple and clearand full of possibilities as then. I stuck my feet out under the sheets-Icalled them Mrs. Left and Mrs. Right-and invented dramatic situations for themin which they discussed the problems of the day. At least Mrs. Right did；she easilyshowed her feelings，but I didnt have the same control of Mrs. Left，so she mostlycontented herself with nodding agreement. They discussed what Mother and I should do during the day，what SantaClaus should give a fellow for Christmas，and what stepsshould be taken to brighten the home. There was that little matter of the baby，forinstance. Mother and I could never agree about that. Ours was the only house inthe neighborhood without a new baby，and Mother said wecouldnt afford one till Father came back from the war because if costseventeen and six. That showed how foolish she was. The Geneys up the road hada baby，and everyone knew they couldnt afford seventeenand six. It was probably a cheap baby，and Mother wanted somethingreally good，but I felt she was too hard to please. The Geneysbaby wouldhave done us fine. Having settled my plans for the day，I got up，put a chairunder my window，and lifted the frame high enough to stick out my head. The windowoverlooked the front gardens of the homes behind ours，and beyondthese it looked over a deep valley to the tall，red-brick house upthe opposite hillside，which were all still shadow，while those on ourside of the valley were all lit up，though with longstorage shadows that made them seem unfamiliar，stiff and painted. After that I wentsintosMothers room andclimbedsintosthe big bed. She woke and I began to tell her of my schemes. Bythis time，though I never seem to have noticed it，I was freezing in mynightshirt，but I warmed up as I talked until the last frost melted. I fellasleep beside her and woke again only when I heard her below in the kitchen，makingbreakfast. 1、How did the author feel early in the morning？ A、He felt frightened by the war. B、He felt cheerful. C、He felt puzzled by the dramatic situations around him. D、He felt burdened with responsibilities. 2、When he woke up in the morning，he would ____. A、visit Mrs. Left and Mrs. Right B、roll up the curtains C、try to work out his plans for the day D、make Mrs. Left argue with Mrs. Right 3、What did the author think of his mother？ A、She was stubborn. B、She was poor. C、She was not very intelligent. D、She did not love him very much. 4、Where was the authors father during the war？ A、He was out on business. B、He was working in another town. C、He went traveling. D、He was fighting in the front. 5、In which month did the story probably take place？ A、In January. B、In September. C、In December. D、In November. Keys to Passage 2 B C A D C | 
