完形填空

　　I always felt sorry for people in wheelchairs．Some people, old and weak, cannot 　　1　　 by themselves．Others seem perfectly healthy, 　　2　　 in business suits, and wheel themselves around with strong determination．But whenever I saw someone in a wheelchair, I only saw a 　　3　　, not a person．

　　Then I fainted(晕倒)at Euro Disney 　　4　　 low blood pressure．This was the first time I had ever fainted, and my parents said that I must 　　5　　 for a while after First Aid．I agreed to take it easy, but 　　6　　 I stepped toward the door, I saw my dad pushing a(n)　　7　　 in my direction!Feeling the colour burn my cheeks, I asked him to wheel that thing right back to 　　8　　 he found it．

　　I could not believe this was happening to me．Wheelchairs were 　　9　　 for other people but not for me．As my father wheeled me out into the main street, people 　　10　　 began to treat me differently．

　　Little kids ran in front of me, 　　11　　 my father to stop the wheelchair suddenly．　　12　　 set in as I was thrown back and forth．“Stupid kids－they have perfectly good 　　13　　．Why can't they watch where they're going?”I thought．People 　　14　　 down at me, pity in their eyes．Then they would look away, maybe because they thought the 　　15　　 they forgot me, the better．

　　“I am just like you!”I wanted to scream．“The only 　　16　　 is that you've got legs, and I have wheels．”

　　People in wheelchairs are not 　　17　　．They can see every look and hear each word．Looking out at the faces, I finally understood：I was once just like them．I 　　18　　 people in wheelchairs exactly the way they did not 　　19　　 to be treated．I realized it is some of us with two healthy legs who are 　　20　　 disabled．

完形填空

　　I always felt sorry for people in wheelchairs．Some people, old and weak, cannot 　　1　　 by themselves．Others seem perfectly healthy, 　　2　　 in business suits, and wheel themselves around with strong determination．But whenever I saw someone in a wheelchair, I only saw a 　　3　　, not a person．

　　Then I fainted(晕倒)at Euro Disney 　　4　　 low blood pressure．This was the first time I had ever fainted, and my parents said that I must 　　5　　 for a while after First Aid．I agreed to take it easy, but 　　6　　 I stepped toward the door, I saw my dad pushing a(n)　　7　　 in my direction! Feeling the colour burn my cheeks, I asked him to wheel that thing right back to 　　8　　 he found it．

　　I could not believe this was happening to me．Wheelchairs were 　　9　　 for other people but not for me．As my father wheeled me out into the main street, people 　　10　　 began to treat me differently．

　　Little kids ran n front of me, 　　11　　 my father to stop the wheelchair suddenly．　　12　　 set in as I was thrown back and forth．“Stupid kids-they have perfectly good 　　13　　．Why can’t they watch where they’re going?”I thought．People 　　14　　 down at me, pity in their eyes．Then they would look away, maybe because they thought the 　　15　　 they forgot me, the better．

　　“I am just like you!”I wanted to scream．“The only 　　16　　 is that you’ve got legs, and I have wheels．”

　　People in wheelchairs are not 　　17　　．They can see every look and hear each word．Looking out at the faces, I finally understood; I was once just like them．I 　　18　　 people in wheelchairs exactly the way they did not 　　19　　 to be treated．I realized it is some of us with two healthy legs who are 　　20　　 disabled．

完形填空

　　I always felt sorry for people in wheelchairs．Some people, old and weak, cannot 　　1　　 by themselves．Others seem perfectly healthy, 　　2　　 in business suits, and wheel themselves around with strong determination．But whenever I saw someone in a wheelchair, I only saw a 　　3　　, not a person．

　　Then I fainted(晕倒)at Euro Disney 　　4　　 low blood pressure．This was the first time I had ever fainted, and my parents said that I must 　　5　　 for a while after First Aid．I agreed to take it easy, but 　　6　　 I stepped toward the door, I saw my dad pushing a(n)　　7　　 in my direction! Feeling the colour burn my cheeks, I asked him to wheel that thing right back to 　　8　　 he found it．

　　I could not believe this was happening to me．Wheelchairs were 　　9　　 for other people but not for me．As my father wheeled me out into the main street, people 　　10　　 began to treat me differently．

　　Little kids ran in front of me, 　　11　　 my father to stop the wheelchair suddenly．　　12　　 set in as I was thrown back and forth．“Stupid kids－they have perfectly good 　　13　　．Why can’t they watch where they’re going?” I thought．People 　　14　　 down at me, pity in their eyes．Then they would look away, maybe because they thought the 　　15　　 they forgot me, the better．“I am just like you!” I wanted to scream．“The only 　　16　　 is that you’ve got legs, and I have wheels．”

　　People in wheelchairs are not 　　17　　．They can see every look and hear each word．Looking out at the faces, I finally understood：I was once just like them．I 　　18　　 people in wheelchairs exactly the way they did not 　　19　　 to be treated．I realized it is some of us with two healthy legs who are 　　20　　 disabled．