Farley worked for the Canadian government. One day, he was _

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Farley worked for the Canadian government.One day,he ______ to learn more about wolves.Do wolves kill lots of caribou(big animals)?Do they kill people?
They gave him lots of food and clothes and guns.Then they put him on a plane and took him to ______.The plane put him down and went away.There were no
houses or people in this place.But there were lots of animals ---and lots of wolves.
People tell terrible stories about wolves.They say wolves like to kill and eat people.Farley remembered these stories,and he was ______.He had his gun
with him all the time.
Then one day,he saw a group of wolves.There was a mother wolf with four baby wolves.A father wolf and another young wolf lived with them.
Farley watched these wolves every day.The mother was a very _____mother.She gave milk to her babies.She gave them lessons about life.They learned how to
get food.The father wolf got food for the mother.The young wolf played with the children.They were a nice,happy family --- a wolf family!Farley did not need
his ____ any more.In a short time,he got on well with the wolf family.Farley wathched them for five months.He learned many new things about wolves.He learned
that many stories about the wolves were ______.
Wolves do not eat people,and they do not eat many large animals,and he also learned bad things about men.It was men who killed many caribou and wolves.
Later,Farley wrote a book about wolves.He wanted people to ____ them and not to kill them.
1.A.seen B.told C.heard D.found
2.A.a small town B.a big city C.a far place D.a lonely village
3.A.afraid B.happy C.angry D.tired
4.A.bad B.good C.hungry D.thirsty
5.A.food B.clothes C.gun D.plane
6.A.not good B.not true C.not easy D.not clear
7.A.row B.have C.teach D.understand

I reached in for another book—a beat-up copy of Farley Mowat's Never Cry Wolf I'd been carrying around from place to place for as long as I could remember.I was about to put it on the shelf,when I stopped.Never Cry Wolf was the first genuinely adult nature book I'd read.For years,as a young kid,it had sat on my shelf unopened.Too long.Too hard.No pictures—if you didn't count that small woodcut of a wolf on the front cover.Then one day in fourth grade,bored and with nothing else to do,I had picked it up and started reading.It was good.Really good.Before I knew it,I was halfway through.When I got to the last page of the book,I was a different person from the one who had started it.