完形填空 I cheated on a final exam in college．It was spring semester of my junior ye

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I cheated on a final exam in college．It was spring semester of my junior year, the early ’70s, at 1 was then Rider College．I was between a B and a C in “Introduction to 2”, and the exam would determine my final 3．

Music was 4 my strongest subject．I had never studied an instrument and had had little 5 to classical music．But as a secondary education major, I needed two fine arts electives．I had chosen music as one of them．At two credits, how 6 could it be?

I thought I could hold my own on the test 7 just before it began, when the professor announced that he would 8 a series of musical passages on a tape recorder for 15 minutes．We were to name the 9 we heard in each selection．

We were 10 in that classroom like penguins on a chunk of floating sea 11, so it was an effort to keep my eyes 12 on my own desk．I think the music was a Mozart symphony, 13 by Tchaikovsky and a piece by John Philip Sousa．During one selection, my 14 turned to the paper of the student on my right．I had 15 the instrument to be a violin; my neighbor had written viola(中提琴)．He had to be 16－almost anyone would know more about music than I did．I changed my 17．

A few days later, looking at the answers to the exam and the final grades posted on the professor’s office 18, I understood the meaning of poetic justice．The instrument had been a violin．That one answer had 19 my exam grade to a C, which 20 a C for the course．

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