In the figure.below, a ladder on level ground rests against the side of a building. The ladder reaches.a point on the bull如g that is20 feet above ground. The angle formed by'the ladder皿d the ground is65° . A point on the ladder is 4 feet from the wall.What _is_the vertical distance x, i.n feet, from this.Point on ·the. 诅dder to the grou�d? 1,1 11111 11 L • • I ' ， 丁 · ` 会 ` · ' _ ( AC'T-61F 29 3 3 READINGTEST. ·35Minutes一40 Questions 011:lECTIONS: :fhere are fourp�ssages in this test Ea中 passage is fpllpwed �Y several questions. After reading a passage, choose.the best answer to each question ·. and fill in the corresponding oval on your answe.r document. You may· refer to �he- passages a� often as necessary. ..'·• Passage I PROSE FICTION: Thi� passage Is adapt�d frqm the.novel Powerby Linda Hogan (01998.by Linda Hogan). Am.'a Eaton. isn't really my ·aunt. I call her that because it's what my mother called·h�r the· first time I came here with my µncles. Ama's about the same ·age. as my mother, and they are cousins in a rou.!)-dab?ut 5 way,-but Mama c祖s her that_out of re�pec� for w!3-�t she knows and who she is. Mama respects her and is jealous. Mama's made.her choices _and th�y �e d!f ferent. She'd like to learn from山e old people,_live the way we us,ed to, but she wants it m,_odem� too.心a says 1o it's not about choices but about heart ·and heart is what Mama's low ·on. Because of how ·Ama· lives, she's a· woman both admired and ridiculed, someti.Ines by the same people and in the same,moment of t!me._ What she's got ls herself, and that's all she has. She has的 15 lights or television or washing mac�e, but so�es, even SO, I think she's got more than the rest of us because she· believes in herself, in what she does. It's the way she lives in this place. Since the first time I was here, I've kept coming 20 back, but I come alone now. The first ti.Inc I came was when my uncles· sent me to ask heri! they cou_ld ��t some trees nearby. I stood in front of her, a small girl, but not a_s afraid,of her as_mt un�les w�re.�Her eyes were the color of river mud after the wash of a storm, 25 her neck too bony, her collarbone·protruding. I stood here with somethlng like courage, on this very porch, arid asked her about the trees. . . She looked me.over like she was thinking·all the same things about me, then asked, •'Which trees?" 30 I could smell fish frying behind her, in her ho邸e. 1 pointed.“Those ones that are dying o.ut there. We'll bringyouback some of the wood,"I said. "Uncle Sonny says _ you could use some.': "All righL Go ahead." _And that was all we said. 35 She tunied and went·back to·the fish dinner cooking on the stove. She had- a screen door then. I had seen her through the screen: And� saw_her �lder·than sh� is. B_ut when-I went back tQ_help· take the wood to her, she invited IO.� in and gave me a glass of sweet tea to·drink. 40 I sat down with her at the tal;>le and we talked, and she looked nice. then, her hair shiny and �lean 3:fbund-her shoulders, her eyes· soft. "You know my mother," I s邸d, taking in her hair, her hands· that lqoked small and old from hard work. 45 "She's your cousin." And she said, "Yes, I do, and you're nothing like her at all." That was what won me over to Am.a. · A介er that, they told me not to be going out to her place. But I co�e here anyway_ �d -I_h�lp he_r out and 50 no one says much to me about it. I bring her ice some times, or sugar for her tea, or otbe� small things I pilfer from my ip.other's place, a can opener or_ strainer,. per haps. My mama knows I come and help . he1 out even though she pretends· she doesn't. ss... · Am.a likes having �e here. It's better than being at home. lt'.s like being part of the world. Some days we go out and fish. -Fishing has its lessons.It teaches me to be still．知<!hold.in$ still_ is not something that come·s . easy to me. I'm learning from Ama how to survive and 60 be-friends with this land, and this is a place where a_girl can get.lost and the swamps and trees would eat her 如e. It's a dangerous place with dark corners. On .the days when Ama is sil�nt, I learn froui. her stillnei;s. It's not山at she's moody. It's not an empty quiet, either, 65 the way it would be with some people. It's a full silence andI.like si血g with it and it's a i,-elief from the chatti ness of my sister and mom. I can't say what I learn from it; there's no words for it. Words are Sllch_ noisy things and �ilence is something you have.to liste� _to 70 and when you do, it takes·you by the hand, it catches bold of you. It tells you how to虹ow啦ngs, like how sounds travel, where a certain bird is calling from. But my feelings about A.ma·are mixed, I admit. Sometimes I love her� but there are times !_don't even• 75 like her..J can't account for these feelings, b11t I think it has to do with how the world catc;:hes-me up. It's when I've come from school I'm most likely to find her homely and strange. I see her tbrou的the eyes of other people and what they'd tbjnk of her. Through their eyes 80 i;he loo'ks wild and crazy. Still, I-always want to stay with her. Maybe it's because I叩1 afraid of everything and she's afraid of nothing andI want to learn this from her. Foolish, my mama c,alls her fearlessness, 扭d she··. says foolish_people don't last too long江ound here. But. ACT、61F 30 GO ·oNTO THE NEXT PAGE. ， ＇ , l � � . ， ． , ＇ ， 3 3 85 I think it's courage·more·than foolishness that Ama has,. and besides, sometimes I feel a longing for the old ways_ she lives· by. And that's _why.I come hem. I feel called.
