四、阅读短文，回答问题
I stood nervously outside the music room. Being deaf since birth, I thought music wasn't for me. The new teacher, Mr Dawson, noticed me by the door. “Come in, Mary,” he mouthed warmly, his hands moving in gentle sign language.
He rolled a big drum in front of me and placed my hands on it. “Feel its beat,” he said.
Boom-boom! The drum's movement surprised me—it felt like raindrops on my skin!
During lunch breaks, we explored sounds everywhere. Mr Dawson tapped chairs to make different sounds—wooden chairs went “tap-tap!”, metal（金属的）ones went “clang!”. Who knew music could be this fun? Then I started noticing rhythms（节奏）in everyday life.
The school concert was coming. “You’ll help me lead the band,” Mr Dawson said. For two weeks, I practised feeling the drum’s beat through the floor. My hands learned to move with the flute’s soft shakes.
On the big night, stage lights burned my face. The band members held their instruments ready. I closed my eyes and felt the drum’s first beat through the floor. When I raised my hands, everyone started playing together perfectly!
During the happy song, I waved my hands fast. When the music turned soft, I moved them slowly like swimming fish. The final note shook the floor so strongly that I almost lost balance! The music’s energy filled the room and the concert was a huge success.
After the show, a boy with a leg cast（石膏）wheeled over. “You made me forget I can’t dance,” he said with excitement. Mr Dawson smiled like a proud parent. He gave me a shiny sticker shaped like a music note. That night, I learned music isn’t about perfect ears—it’s a magical bridge that connects every beating heart.
1. Why did the writer think music wasn’t for her at first?
2. What did the drum’s beat feel like to the writer?
3. What was the writer asked to do at the school concert?
4. What did the writer do to match the changes of the music on stage?
5. What do you think of Mr Dawson? Why do you think so?
