【创新设计】2015高考英语(浙江专用)大二轮总复(16)

【创新设计】2015高考英语(浙江专用)大二轮总复习仿真模拟卷一]

reader？After a few moments，he started a conversation.It began ordinarily enough：“How do you like driving a taxi？” and I gave him my stock answer.“It's OK，”I said.“I make a living and meet interesting people sometimes.But if I could get a job making $100 a week more，I'd take it—just like you would.”

His reply aroused my interest.“I would not change jobs if it meant I had to take a cut of a hundred a week.”

I'd never heard anyone say such a thing.“What do you do？”

“I'm in the neurology department(神经内科)at New York Hospital.”

Maybe it was that this fellow clearly loved his work；maybe it was just the pleasant mood of a spring morning.But I decided to ask for his help.We were not far from the airport now，so I went ahead.

“Could I ask a big favor of you？”He didn't answer.“I have a son，15，a good kid.He's doing well in school.We'd like him to go to camp this summer，but he wants a job.”I paused.“Is there any possibility that you might get him some kind of a summer job—even if he doesn't get paid？”

He still wasn't talking，and I was starting to feel foolish for bringing up the subject.Finally，he said，“Well，the medical students have a summer research project.Maybe he could fit in.Have him send me his school record.”

He fished around in his pocket for a card but couldn't find one.“Do you have any paper？”he asked.

I tore off a piece of my brown lunch bag，and he wrote down something and paid me.It was the last time I ever saw him.

That evening，sitting around the dining room table with my family，I pulled the paper from my shirt pocket.“Robbie，”I announced proudly，“this could be a summer job for you.”He read it out loud：“Fred Plum.N.Y.Hosp.”

My wife：“Is he a doctor？”

My daughter：“Is he an apple？”

My son：“Is this a joke？”

After I warned to cut off his pocket money，Robbie sent off his grades the next morning.The fruit jokes continued for a few days，but gradually the incident was forgotten.

Two weeks later，when I arrived home from work，my son was smiling wildly.He handed me a letter addressed to him.The letterhead read“Fred Plum，MD，Neurologist－in－Chief，New York Hospital.”He was to call Dr.Plum's secretary for an interview.

Robbie got the job.The white lab coat he wore made him feel a lot more important than he really was as he followed Dr.Plum around the hospital，doing small tasks for him.

The following summer，Robbie worked at the hospital again，but this time，he was given more responsibility.As high school graduation neared，Dr.Plum was kind enough to write letters of recommendation for college.Much to our delight，Robbie was accepted at Brown University.

He worked at the hospital for a third summer and gradually developed a love of the medical profession.As college graduation approached，Robbie applied to medical school，and Dr.Plum again wrote letters proving his ability and character.

Robbie was admitted to New York Medical College and，after getting his medical degree，did a four－year practice specializing in OB－GYN.

Dr.Robert Stern，the son of a taxi driver，became OB－GYN chief physician at Columbia－