双语畅销书《我是马拉拉》第7章:穆夫提(15)

But no one would listen. Some people even laughed, including a local political leader sitting in the front row.

但没有人听得进去。有些人甚至笑了出来，包括一位坐在观众席第一排的当地政治领导人。

‘Mr Khan,’ my father said to him, ‘you know what happened to the people of Afghanistan. They are now refugees and they’re living with us. The same is happening with Bajaur. The same will happen to us, mark my words, and we will have no shelter, no place to migrate to.’

“部落首领先生，”父亲对他说，“你知道在阿富汗人身上发生了什么事吗？他们现在都成了难民，和我们住在一起。相同的事也发生在巴焦尔。而这样的事也将会发生在我们身上，请记住我说的话，到时候我们就会流离失所，无处可去。”

But the expression on the man’s face was mocking. ‘Look at this man,’ he seemed to be saying of my father. ‘I am a khan. Who would dare kick me out of this area?’

但那个男人脸上露出了嘲讽的表情。“看看这个男人，”他显然是在说我父亲，“我可是部落首领。谁敢把我赶出这个地区？”

My father came home frustrated. ‘I have a school, but I am neither a khan nor a political leader. I have no platform,’ he said. ‘I am only one small man.’

父亲沮丧地回到家。“我有一所学校，但我既不是部落首领，也不是政治领袖。我没有舞台可以发出声音，”他说，“我只是一个渺小的个体。”