B. People who want a relaxing day outdoors.

　　C. People who have a preference for skating.

　　D. People who are interested in water activities.

2.Which place would fans of Big Bird be interested in?

　　A. Sesame Place. B. Blue Cross RiverRink.

　　C. The Parx Liberty Carousel. D. Spruce Street Harbor Park.

3.What can we know about Philadelphia Storytelling Benches?

　　A. It can be visited all year round. B. It has educational significance.

　　C. It is available at a small charge. D. It is aimed at serving the public.

4.What is the text aimed at?

　　A. Telling what we can do in some places.

　　B. Encouraging people to visit Philadelphia.

　　C. Recommending some places for family fun.

　　D. Comparing some attractions in Philadelphia.

　　Our family loves the snow and cheers at the first good storm of the season. While others may think of Florida, we dream of a cabin vacation in New York's Allegany State Park.

　　One particular trip, I recall, was just a bit more memorable than the rest. What we now refer to as the snow pants incident began accidentally enough. My husband, Bernie, and our 2-year-old daughter, Faith, were building a snow fort while I sledded down a nearby slope.

　　On the way back up from one trip, I saw a small stone tumbling down the track I had just made. I was puzzled, since all the other rocks were buried under several feet of snow, as I stood and wondered about the stone---it jumped! This was no stone. This was a mouse.

　　Now, I love nature, but that doesn't include mice. I loudly protested the invader, and Bernie, coming to my rescue, assured me that this was not a mouse but a mole, as if that mattered. A mouse or a mole I still didn't like it.

　　Bernie and I stood for a few minutes watching the creature disappear from the path into the furry white and come back out again. But soon it disappeared and I headed up the hill again.

Shortly after I left, my husband screamed out, saying that the mole had gone up the leg of his snow pants. You have to understand Bernie can be quite a joker, and I smelled a rat. Not wanting