2007完形填空专项练习（一）

[2007海淀区高三年级期末练习]

The beginning of a Frank Sinatra song drifted across the dance floor and I knew my dad would call out and request that, which for most people is very   36  .

       As he walked towards me to ask for the first   37  , I could see there were   38  in his eyes .I grasped the side of my chair,   39  myself up with my arms ,and grabbed the two metal sticks which keep me   40  as I stood to take his hand.

       It took all my will to   41   my own tears and inside a voice kept   42  : “Don’t fall over ,Martine.” We grabbed each other and in some way shuffled（穿梭）out a dance for the whole of the song.

       For my dad, it was a turning point. He had   43   his friends on his 70th birthday he would lead his daughter in the first dance,   44   he had done so many times before .Almost a year after the suicide bomb on the London Underground train which blew   45  both my legs above the knee ,I had managed to realize his  46   .Like so much that has happened over the last 12 months, there was something   47  about the moment.

       Today, on July 1, as I face the first anniversary of the terrorist   48  , I am preparing to leave the country for a while. I know I   49   be celebrating the fact that I am alive,   50  I do not feel able to remain in London for the event.

       Psychologically, I am a different person. I am very body conscious. When I go out I am   51   that children will make fun of me on my artificial legs. In my wheelchair I cover my lower half with a blanket   52   what remains of my body draws   53   glances.

       Despite my brave claims of what I would do when I left the hospital in March ,the reality is that I will   54  be able to do many things .I thought I would be able to wear my artificial legs all day ,to run ,to go out alone. But that is just not possible.