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周六，Section 2 集中发！(monkey26)(monkey35)(monkey20)
Section 2 Question 6-10：
Background （背景）：
The following extract is from a novel about a nine-year-old girl who is being mistreated by her peers. She is in the kitchen, baking a cake with her mother when, suddenly and unexpectedly, her mother raises the subject.
'You don't have to play with them,' my mother says~ 'There must be other little girls you can play with instead.'
I look at her. Misery washes over me like a slow wind. What has she noticed, what has she guessed, what is she about to do? She might tell their mothers. This would be the worst thing she could do. Also I can't imagine it. My mother is not like the other mothers, she doesn't fit in with the rest of them. She does not inhabit the house, the way the other mothers do; she's airy and hard to pin down. The others don't go skating on the neighbourhood rink, or walk in the ravine by themselves. They seem to me grown up in a way that my own mother is not. I think of Carol 's mother in her twin set* , her sceptical smile, Cordelia's with her glasses on a chain and her vagueness, Grace's and her hairpins and drooping apron. My mother will turn up on their doorsteps, wearing slacks, carrying a bouquet of weeds, incongruous. They won't believe her.
'When I was little and the kids called names, we used to say, "Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me,'" she says. Her arm'-goes vigorously around, mixing, efficient and strong.
'They don't call me names,' I say. 'They're my friends.' I believe this.
'You have to learn to stand up for yourself,' says my mother. 'Don't let them push you around. Don't be spineless. You have to have more backbone.' She dollops the batter into the tins.
I think of sardines and their backbones. You can eat their backbones. The bones crumble between your teeth; one touch and they fall apart. This must be what my backbone is like: hardly there at all. What is happening to me is my fault, for not having more backbone.
My mother sets down the bowl and puts her arms around me. 'I wish I knew what to do,' she says. This is a confession. Now I know what I've been suspecting: as far as this thing is concerned, she is powerless.
* twin set: a short-sleeved jumper with a matching cardigan.
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