東大過去問 2018年 第5問(総合)

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次の文章を読み、問いに答えよ。なお、文章の中で使われているsign language という表現は「手話」を意味する。

“Janey, this is Mr.Clark. He’s going to take a look at the room under the stairs.” Her mother spoke too slowly and carefully, so that Janey could be sure to read each word. She had told her mother many times that she didn’t have to do this, but her mother almost always did, even in front of people, to her embarrassment.
Mr. Clark kept looking at Janey intently. Maybe, because of the way her mother had spoken, he suspected she was deaf. (A)It would be like her mother not to have mentioned it. Perhaps he was waiting to see if she’d speak so that he could confirm his suspicion. She simply left her silence open to interpretation.
“Will you show him the room?” her mother said.
She nodded again, and turned so that he would follow her. Directly ahead and beneath a portion of the stairs was a single bedroom. She opened the door and he walked past her into the room, turned, and looked at her. She grew uncomfortable under his gaze, though she didn’t feel as if he were looking at her as a woman, the way she might once have wanted if it were the right man. She felt she’d gone past the age for romance. It was a passing she’d lamented, then gotten over.
“I like the room,” he spelled out in sign language. “( B29 )”
That was all. No conversation, no explanation about how he’d known for certain that she was deaf or how he’d learned to speak with his hands.
Janey came back to her mother and signed a question.
“He is a photographer,” she said, again speaking too slowly. “Travels around the world taking pictures, he says.”
“( B30 )”


Music was her entry into silence. She’d been only ten years old, sitting on the end of the porch above the steps, listening to the church choir. Then she began to feel dizzy, and suddenly fell backwards into the music.
She woke into silence nights later, there in her room, in her bed. She’d called out from her confusion as any child would, and her mother was there instantly. But something ( C ) wrong, or had not ( C ), except inside her where illness and confusion grew. She hadn’t heard herself, hadn’t heard the call she’d made ― Mama. And though her mother was already gripping her tightly, she’d called out again, but only into silence, which is where she lived now, had been living for so many years that she didn’t feel unconfortable inside its invisibility. Sometimes she thought it saved her, gave her a separate place to withdraw into as far as she might need at any given moment ― and (D)there were moments.
The floor had always carried her mother’s anger. She’d learned this first as a little girl when her mother and father argued. Their words might not have existed as sound for her, but anger always caused its own vibration.
She hadn’t been exactly sure why they argued all those years ago, but sensed, the way a child will, that it was usually about her. One day her mother found her playing in the woods behind their house, and when she wouldn’t follow her mother home, her mother grabbed her by the arm and dragged her through the trees. She finally pulled back and shouted at her mother, not in words but in a scream that expressed all she felt in one great vibration. Her mother slapped her hard across her face. She saw her mother shaking and knew her mother loved her, but love was sometimes like silence, beautiful but hard to bear. Her father told her, “(E)She can’t help herself.


Weeks later, Mr. Clark said to Janey, “You might be able to help me.”
“If I can,” she spelled with her fingers.
“I’ll need to ( F ) tomorrow. Maybe you can tell me some history about them.”
She nodded and felt glad to be needed, useful in some small way. Then Mr. Clark asked her to accompany him to the old house at the top of Oakhill. “You might enjoy that. Some time away from here.”
She looked toward the kitchen door, not aware at first why she turned that way. Perhaps she understood, on some unconscious level, what she hadn’t a moment before. Her mother was standing there. She’d been listening to him.
When Janey turned back to him, she read his lips. “Why don’t you go with me tomorrow?”
She felt the quick vibration of her mother’s approach. She turned to her mother, and saw her mother’s anger and fear, the way she’d always seem them. Janey drew in her breath and forced the two breath-filled words out in a harsh whisper that might have ( C ), for all she knew, like a sick child or someone dying: she said, “( B31 )”
Her mother stared at her in surprise, and Janey wasn’t sure if her mother was more shocked that she had used what was left of her voice, or at what she’d said.
“You can’t. You just can’t,” her mother said. “I need you to help me with some things around the house tomorrow.”
“No,” she signed, then shook her head. “( B32 )”
“You know good and well I do. There’s cleaning to be done.”
“It will ( G ),” she said and walked out before her mother could reply.




a) I’ll go.
b) I can’t.
c) I won’t.
d) Of what?
e) I’ll take it.
f) You don’t.
g) Don’t you dare.


a) ended
b) gone
c) seemed
d) sounded
e) went


a) given her when needed
b) when she didn’t feel uncomfortable
c) when her mother would not let her go
d) when she needed to retreat into silence



about、 buildings、 I、 know、 ones、 photograph、 something、 the、 the、 will


a) do
b) not
c) postpone
d) wait














(F)know something about the building, the ones I will photograph


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