2005年上海交大考博英语真题

Passane five

When it is sunny in June,my father gets inhis first cutting of hay.He starts on the creek meadows,which areflat,sandy,and hot.They are his driest land.This year,vacationing from mymedical practice,I returned to Vermont to help with the haying.

The heft of a bale through my leather gloves is familiar:the tautness ofthe twine,the heave of the bale,the sweat rivers that run through the hay chaffon my arms.This work has the smell of sweet grass and breeze.I walk behind thechug and clack of the baler,moving the bales into piles so my brother can dothe real work of picking them up later.As hot as the air is,my face is hotter.Iam surprised at how soon I get tired.I take a break and sit in theshade,watching my father bale,trying not to think about how old he is,how theheat affects his heart,what might happen.

This is not my usual work,of course.My usual work is to sit withpatients and listen to them.Occasionslly I touch them,and am glad that my handsare soft.I don’t think my patients would like farmer callouses and dirty handson their tender spots.Reluctantly I feel for lumps in breasts andtesticles,hidden swellings of organs and joints,and probe all the painfulplaces in my patients’lives.There are many,Perhaps I am too soft,could standcallouses of a different sort.

I feel heavy after a day’s work ,as if my patients were insideme,letting me carry them.I don’t mean to.But where do I put their stories? Thechildhood beatings,ulcers from stress, incapacitating depression,fears,illness?These are not my experiences,yet I feel them and carry them with me.Try to findhealthier meanings,I spent the week before vacation crying.

The hay field is getting organized.Piles of three and four bales arescattered around the field.They will be easy to pick up.Dad climbs,tired andlame,from the tractor.I hand him a jar of ice water,and he looks withsatisfaction on his job just done.I’ll stack a few more bales snd maybe drivethe truck for my brother.My father will have some appreciative customers thiswinter,as he sells his bales of hay.

I’ve needed to feel this heaviness in my muscles,the heat on my face.Iam taunted by the simplicity of this work,thepurpose and results,the definite boundaries of the fields,the dimensions of thebales,for illness is not defined by the boundaries of bodies;it spills intofamilies ,homes, schools,and my office,like hay tumbling over the edge of thecutter bar.I feel the rough stubble left in its wake.I need to remember thestories I’ve helped reshape,new meanings stacked against the despair of pain,Ineed to remember the smell of hay in June.

81.Which of the following is NOTtrue according to the story?

A.The muscular work in the field has anemotional impact on the narrator.

B.The narrator gets tired easily working inthe field.

C.It is the first time for the narroator todo haying

D.The narrator is as physician

82.In retrospection ,thenarrator___

A.feels guilty before his father andbrother

B.defends his soft hands in a meaningfulway

C.hates losing his muscular power before heknows it

D.is shamed for the farmer callouses he doesnot possess

83.As a physician,the narrator is___

A.empathic B.arrogant C.callous D.fragile

84.His associations punctuate_____

A.the similarities between medicine andagriculture

B.the simplicity of muscular work

C.the hardship of life everywhere D.the nature of medical practice

85.The narrator would say that____

A.itcan do physicians good to spend a vacation doing muscular work

B.everything is interlinked and anything canbe anything

C.he is a shame to his father

D.his trip is worth it

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