Unit 5 Traveling abroad reading课时作业

第一节 阅读理解

　　It was hot! I had the doors of the truck tied upon with a piece of rope so the air could rush through.

　　You can't see the elevator (谷仓) till you get past our place. There's only one in Gotham, but it stands up like a monument.

　　"I feel I'm going for sure, Dad."

　　 "You bet you're going," Dad answered. "The war spoiled college for me, all but one year. Nothing's going to spoil it for you. Might as well drive way in."

　　So I drove the truck inside the high shelter of the elevator.

　　"Hi!" I called out to Bailey. He's the one who runs the elevator. Mr. Mathews was with him, who is the inspector from the Milling Company. Dad leaned against the wall of the office, talking to them about the heat. It seemed a long time to me before he said.

　　 "Well, I thought I might as well sell. It isn't going much higher."

　　 "No, it won't," Bailey said. "Mathews and I were just saying."

　　 "I doubt it," Mr. Mathews said kind of carefully.

　　 "This girl's going to college on that wheat money, so I guess I'll take it now," Dad said. "It's up to you, Bailey, to keep the price of wheat up so she can stay there."

　　I sat down on the running board of the truck while the men were talking, because it was cooler. Then I felt Mr. Mathews looking at me and that made me hot again. I had on my oldest pair of jeans rolled up almost to my knees and a white polo shirt that was maybe a little tight. I snapped my fingers at Bailey's big tiger cat so he'd look at her instead of me. The cat yawned and stretched and came over to me.

　　Dad was talking. He loves to talk, and I suppose it's hard on him that Mom says so little. Dad isn't a rancher (农场主) naturally. He'd be happier, I think, if he had done something else.

"No, sir, most folks are changing over to winter wheat, but I'm going to stick to raising both. Of course you take more of a risk in planting spring wheat. Winter wheat