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After learning valuable lessons about college life, here's a list I'd like to share of what I wish I had known before going to college: 1. You're not going to miss home as much as you think you will. I was nervous and ______ about living away from my parents and making new friends. In reality, ______ that worry lasted just for a minute or two after my parents left campus. Then my new roommate and I went out together, and independence ______ with the unknown suddenly felt like sweet, sweet freedom. 2. Studying comes first. Sometimes it's hard to remember why you are really at college - everything seems so fun - but try to manage your time in a way that allows for some play after ______ are completed. If you think your first semester is a time for you to relax and you ______ be able to ______ through the next four years, it'll show. You really don't want to spend time later recovering from the damage to your GPA in the first semester. So put some hours in at the library and do your best. 3. Also related to my academic success is the ______ of "place management." I can get more done in a library in 15 minutes than I can in my dorm in two hours. So when you study, don't do it in your dorm. When you can't focus your attention, a waste of your time is ______. 4. If you're fairly self-assured when starting college, you have a strong idea of what you'd like to do with the rest of your life. Be yourself and don't let any failure ______ your confidence. Be sure to learn by ______ on your failures. A) accompanying B) assignments C) aware D) combined E) complaining F) concerned G) crush H) embarrassed I) inevitable J) issue K) misguided L) muddle M) negotiate N) nonetheless O) reflecting P) sure
The boy has gone off to college now. And here I am, left with all the peace and quiet I have learned not to miss. I was not a man who wished for children. It seemed quite opposite to the idea of human happiness. I was single most of my life, and parenthood was something that caused other people to suffer. I watched it from a distance, and trembled with horror. When they were small, children seemed to scream for no apparent reason. As teenagers, they seemed to lose all sanity, with moods changing back and forth, while listening to music with more bad language than my uncles used when drunk. In between babyhood and high school graduation (if their parents were lucky), they were mostly just unclean. Then one entered my life. I did not plan on him. He just came in the package, like the ninth piece of chicken in an eight-piece box, and, in time, made me pay for all the happiness I had enjoyed. He was 11 when he appeared, past the screaming years and before the age where everything that fell from my mouth was considered stupid. I got him in the unclear years, when I tried to avoid close contact with him because I was never quite certain where he had been. This is the child who once licked spaghetti sauce off the underside of his arm. No more needs to be said. When he discovered girls he got much cleaner, but suddenly I was unfit to be around. I always said the wrong thing, or too loud a thing. When he had a girl over, I had to go to whatever room he was farthest from. "I used to be cool," I said. "Some people think I still am." He gave me a pitying look. So did his mom. And now he is gone to college and I miss him, which is how I know there is indeed a God and He is good at playing tricks, and knows how to make a man pay for his transgressions and ______. He remembers that long ago I felt annoyed in my airplane seat, thinking over and over that the screaming baby behind me should've been left at home, even if it meant her grandparents wouldn't see her until Christmas. I am not alone in this sadness in our house, in this empty nest. I barely even had a nest, before it was empty, though I guess I have no one to blame but me. His mom misses him, too, of course. Even the dog misses him. The dog loved the boy. Woody Bo met him every day at the door after school, knowing he was home because every time the boy locked his car, it gave a short, quick honk, Woody who is too fat to jump (usually), shot into the air at the sound, destroying furniture on a mad dash to the door. A dog should love his boy, I suppose. His world is in pieces now. The boy has been gone for months. The dog will not even go in his room - not one time since he left. Recently, my wife had to use the boy's car and, unsure if she had locked it, aimed the remote control thing at the window and pressed "lock." The horn gave its quick honk, and the dog shot into the air and raced to the door, his tail wagging. He sat there a long time. I guess I know how he feels.
Mengshi Zhao arrived at Michigan State University last summer, it took some getting used to. The grassy views of the upper Midwest were different from China's overcrowded cityscapes. He had free time to fill, unlike his strictly controlled high-school days, when he was awakened before dawn and required study sessions lasted late into the night. And American food - it wasn't so tasty, he thought. Mengshi's dorm, McDonel Hall, sometimes seemed as if it belonged back in China. At meals, chatter in Mandarin Chinese mixed with the clink of forks and dishes. Waiting for the campus bus were always groups of Chinese students; it was easy to fall into conversation. Nearly 1,000 incoming freshmen at Michigan State last fall - roughly one in eight new students - were from China. That proportion was made yet more surprising by this fact: Just six years earlier, fewer than 100 Chinese undergraduates, total, were enrolled here. In 2012, by contrast, more students starting their freshman year called China home than those who came from Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and Wisconsin combined. It's a significant shift at a university that has been called "a big Michigan high school." Michigan State isn't the only college, of course, with a fast growing Chinese population. In the fall of 2011, nearly 200,000 Chinese families sent their children off to study in the United States, almost double the number of any other country and twice as many as five years earlier. Most will return home with what they came for - an American degree. But will they get an American education?【缺少答案,请补充】
When Mengshi Zhao arrived at Michigan State University last summer, it took some getting used to. The grassy views of the upper Midwest were different from China’s overcrowded cityscapes. He had free time to fill, unlike his strictly controlled high-school days, when he was awakened before dawn and required study sessions lasted late into the night. And American food — it wasn’t so tasty, he thought. But one thing was the same: All around him were Chinese students. Mengshi’s dorm, McDonel Hall, sometimes seemed as if it belonged back in China. At meals, chatter in Mandarin Chinese mixed with the clink of forks and dishes. Waiting for the campus bus were always groups of Chinese students; it was easy to fall into conversation. Nearly 1,000 incoming freshmen at Michigan State last fall — roughly one in eight new students — were from China. That proportion (比例) was made yet more surprising by this fact: Just six years earlier, fewer than 100 Chinese undergraduates, total, were enrolled here. In 2012, by contrast, more students starting their freshman year called China home than those who came from Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and Wisconsin combined. It’s a significant shift at a university that has been called “a big Michigan high school.” Michigan State isn’t the only college, of course, with a fast growing Chinese population. In the fall of 2011, nearly 200,000 Chinese families sent their children off to study in the United States, almost double the number of any other country and twice as many as five years earlier. Most will return home with what they came for — an American degree. But will they get an American education? Are these two things really different, after all? The Chinese students who come to Michigan State and universities like it are unquestionably book smart. But a college education is meant to be more than a credential (文凭), most educators would agree, one that is measured not so much in grades as in learning, exploring, testing new waters. Will Chinese students take away its full value if they graduate with a 4.0 but few American friends? Limited English holds them back during class discussions? If the pressure to study keeps them from socializing? Students like Mengshi have come so very far for an American education. But some wonder if it’s far enough.【缺少答案,请补充】