I grew up in Jamaica Plain, an urban community located on the outskirts of Boston, Massach

I grew up in Jamaica Plain, an urban munity located on the outskirts of Boston, Massachusetts. In the 1940's it was a wholesome, specific little munity. It was my home and I loved it there; back then I thought I would never leave. My best friend Rose and I used to collectively dream about raising a family of our own someday. We had it all planned out to live next door to one another.
Our dream remained alive through grade school, high school, and even beyond. Rose was my maid of honor when I got married in 1953 to the love of my life, Dick. Even then she joked that she was just one perfect guy short of being married, thus bringing us closer to our dream. Meanwhile, Dick aspired to be an officer in the Marines（海军）and I fully supported his ambitions. I realized that he might be stationed far away from Jamaica Plain, but I told him I would relocate and adjust. The idea of experiencing new places together seemed somewhat romantic to me.
So, in 1955, Dick was stationed in Alaska and we relocated. Rose was sad to see me leave, but wished me the best of luck. Rose and I remained in touch for a few years by regular phone call but after a while we lost track of one another. Back in the 1950's it was a lot more difficult to stay in touch with someone over a long distance, especially if you were relocating every few years. There were no email addresses or transferable phone number and directory lookup services were available at best.
I thought of her several times over the years. Once in the mid 1960's ,when I was visiting the Greater Boston area, I tried to determine her whereabouts but my search turned up empty-handed. Jamaica Plain had changed drastically in the 10 years I was gone. A pretty obvious shift in ine demographics was affecting my old neighborhood. My family had moved out of the area, as did many of the people I used to know. Rose was nowhere to be found.
52 years passed and we never spoke. I've since raised a family of five, all of whom now have families of their own, and Dick passed away a few years ago. Basically, a lifetime has passed. Now here I am at the doorstep to my 80th birthday and I receive a random phone call on an idle Wednesday afternoon. Hello? I said. Hi Natalie, it's Rose, the voice on the other end replied. It's been so long. I don't know if you remember me, but we used to be best friends in Jamaica Plain when we were kid she said.
We haven't seen each other yet, but we have spent countless hours on the phone catching up on 52 years of our lives. The interesting thing is that even after 52 years of separation our personalities and interests are still extremely similar. We both share a passion for several hobbies that we each picked up independently several years after we lost touch with one another. It almost feels like we are picking up right where we left off, which is really strange considering the circumstances.
Her husband passed away a few years ago as well, but she mailed me several photographs of her family that were taken over the years. It's so crazy, just looking at the photos and listening to her describe her family reminds me of my own; a reasonably large, healthy family. Part of me feels like we led fairly similar lives.
I don't think the numerous similarities between our two lives are a coincidence either. I think it shows that we didn't just call each other best friend we truly were best friend and even now we can be best friends again. Real friends have two things in mon: a patible personality and a strong-willed character. The patible personality is what initiates the connection between two people and a strong-willed character at both ends is what maintains the connection. If those two ingredients are present in a friendship, the friendship is for real, and can thus sustain the tests of time and prolonged absence without faltering.
【小题1】What was the dream of the writer and Rose when young except that    ?A．They could have a family of their own B．They could marry a promising husbandC．They planned to bee neighborsD．They could go to the same school【小题2】Why did they bee apart when going older?A．Because the writer got married ,so Rose was sadB．They held a different opinion on their lifeC．The writer’s husband had to move from one place to anotherD．Their munity had to be rebuilt【小题3】Which was not the reason for their loss in touch?A．At that time ,there were no advanced munication methods B．The job of the writer’s husband was changeable C．There were no such services for them to keep the same number when movingD．They hadn’t written to each for a long time【小题4】The writer failed to find Rose in the mid of 1960’s, because     ?A．Rose left her homeland.B．Rose wouldn’t like to see herC．the surroundings there had changed a lot.D．they lost in touch for a long time【小题5】What can we infer from the text?A．Rose had been making every effort to look for the writerB．Compared with the writer, Rose lived an unhappy life.C．Both of the husbands died before their wives.D．It is a coincidence that there were a lot of similarities between them【小题6】We can learn from the passage that     .A．a friend in need is a friend indeedB．life without a friend is a life without sunC．friendship is a love without wingsD．the world is but a little place after all.B