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A Plate of Peas
一盘豌豆
My grandfather died when I was a small boy, and my grandmother started staying with us for about six months every year. She lived in a room that doubled as my father's office, which we referred to as "the back room." She carried with her a powerful aroma. I don't know what kind of perfume she used, but it was the double-barreled, ninety-proof, knockdown, render-the-victim-unconscious, moose-killing variety. She kept it in a huge atomizer and applied it frequently and liberally. It was almost impossible to go into her room and remain breathing for any length of time. When she would leave the house to go spend six months with my Aunt Lillian, my mother and sisters would throw open all the windows, strip the bed, and take out the curtains and rugs. Then they would spend several days washing and airing things out, trying frantically to make the pungent odor go away.
在我还是个小孩的时候，我的外公去世了。自那以后，外婆每年里有 6 个月跟着我们过。她 的房间是我父亲办公室的两倍大，被我们称作“里屋” 。她身上总带着浓郁的香气;我不知道 她用的是哪种香水，但这种香水的味道非常地强烈，刺鼻、令人窒息，简直能把人熏晕，把 驼鹿熏死。外婆将它装在一个巨大的喷瓶里，并经常频繁地喷洒。要走进她的房间，保持正 常呼吸几乎是不可能的。当她离开去莉莲姨妈家住另外 6 个月的时候，妈妈和姐姐们总会迫 不及待地打开所有的窗户、拆开被子、取下窗帘和地毯。接着的几天里，她们就一直在洗东 西、晾东西，倾尽全力地趋散那种刺鼻的气味。
This, then, was my grandmother at the time of the infamous pea incident.
就在奶奶住在我们家时发生了豌豆事件，一件让我耻辱的事。
It took place at the Biltmore Hotel, which, to my eight-year-old mind, was just about the fancies place to eat in all of Providence. My grandmother, my mother, and I were having lunch after a morning spent shopping. I grandly ordered a Salisbury steak, confident in the knowledge that beneath that fancy name was a good old hamburger with gravy. When brought to the table, it was accompanied by a plate of peas.
事情发生在比尔特摩饭店。在当时年仅 8 岁的我的眼里，那是全普罗维登斯最好的饭店了。 一天，外婆、妈妈和我逛了一个上午的街，然后走进比尔特摩饭店吃午饭。我相当郑重地点 了一道索里兹伯里牛排，想当然地认为在那考究的菜名后面是盘美味可口的牛排，上面还淋 着肉汁的那种。牛排被端上桌时，还伴着一盘豌豆。
I do not like peas now. I did not like peas then. I have always hated peas. It is a complete mystery to me why anyone would voluntarily eat peas. I did not eat them at home. I did not eat them at restaurants. And I certainly was not about to eat them now.
我不喜欢吃豌豆，当时也不喜欢。我从来都讨厌吃豌豆。我真是不理解为什么有人会愿意去 吃豌豆。在家我不会吃，在餐馆我也不会吃，当时我也不准备吃。
"Eat your peas," my grandmother said.
“把豌豆吃了。 ”外婆说。
"Mother," said my mother in her warning voice. "He doesn't like peas. Leave him alone."
“妈， ”母亲提醒外婆说， “他不喜欢吃豌豆，您就随他吧! ”
My grandmother did not reply, but there was a glint in her eye and a grim set to her jaw that signaled she was not going to be thwarted. She leaned in my direction, looked me in the eye, and uttered the fateful words that changed my life: "I'll pay you five dollars if you eat those peas."
外婆没有回答，但她眼睛冒光，下巴僵直，流露出一副不甘心挫败的神情。她向我靠过来， 盯着我的眼睛，说了一句改变我一生的话： “你吃掉那些豌豆的话，我就给你 5美元。 ”
I had absolutely no idea of the impending doom. I only knew that five dollars was an enormous, nearly unimaginable amount of money, and as awful as peas were, only one plate of them stood between me and the possession of that five dollars. I began to force the wretched things down my throat.
我对即将发生的厄运一无所知，我只知道 5 美元是笔很大的一笔财富，可一盘豌豆成了拦路虎。尽管豌豆很难吃，可为了拿到 5美金，我还是强迫自己往下咽。
My mother was livid. My grandmother had that self-satisfied look of someone who has thrown down an unbeatable trump card. "I can do what I want, Ellen, and you can't stop me." My mother glared at her mother. She glared at me. No one can glare like my mother. If there were a glaring Olympics, she would undoubtedly win the gold medal.
我母亲脸色铁青，而外婆却是一脸的得意洋洋，就像刚在牌桌上甩出杀手锏一样， “只要我想 要做的，我就能做到。埃伦，你是阻止不了我的。 ”我母亲生气地瞪着自己的母亲，也瞪着我。 没有人可以像我母亲那样瞪着眼睛，如果有个瞪眼奥林匹克比赛的话，她一定能拿金牌回来。
I, of course, kept shoving peas down my throat. The glares made me nervous, and every single pea made me want to throw up, but the magical image of that five dollars floated before me, and I finally gagged down every last one of them. My grandmother handed me the five dollars with a flourish. My mother continued to glare in silence. And the episode ended. Or so I thought.
当然了，当时我还在往自己喉咙塞豌豆。愤怒的目光让我紧张，每颗豆子都让我想吐，可 5 美元那美妙的影子一直在我眼前飘浮。终于，我咽下了最后一颗豆子。外婆很夸张地递给我 5 美元，母亲还在沉默地怒视着。总算告一段落了!至少当时我是那么认为的。
My grandmother left for Aunt Lillian's a few weeks later. That night, at dinner, my mother served two of my all-time favorite foods, meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Along with them came a big, steaming bowl of peas. She offered me some peas, and I, in the very last moments of my innocent youth, declined. My mother fixed me with a cold eye as she heaped a huge pile of peas onto my plate. Then came the words that were to haunt me for years.
几周后，外婆去了莉莲姨妈家。一天晚饭时，母亲做了两道我一直最喜欢吃的菜——肉饼和 土豆泥。和它们一起的，还有一大碗热气腾腾的豌豆。她给了我一些，而我拒绝了，那也正 是我纯真时代终结的一刻。母亲冷冰冰地看着我，一边向我的盘子里加了一大堆的豌豆。而 后从她口里说出的话，萦绕在我心里，好多年都没有散去。
"You ate them for money," she said. "You can eat them for love."
“你可以为钱吃了它们， ”她说， “你就可以为爱吃了它们。 ”
Oh, despair! Oh, devastation! Now, too late, came the dawning realization that I had unwittingly damned myself to a hell from which there was no escape.
哦，天哪!哦，太惨了!事到如今，我才顿悟：不知不觉中，我已将自己推进万劫不复的地狱，但一切为时已晚。
"You ate them for money. You can eat them for love."
“你可以为钱吃了它们，就可以为爱吃了它们。 ”
What possible argument could I muster against that? There was none. Did I eat the peas? You bet I did. I ate them that day and every other time they were served thereafter. The five dollars were quickly spent. My grandmother passed away a few years later. But the legacy of the peas lived on, as it lives on to this day. If I so much as curl my lip when they are served (because, after all, I still hate the horrid little things), my mother repeats the dreaded words one more time: "You ate them for money," she says. "You can eat them for love."
我能有什么样的理由来反驳呢?没有!我无话可说。那后来我吃了没有呢?当然，我吃了。 在那一晚，我吃了。之后每次上豌豆的时候，我都吃了。5美元很快就被花掉了，外婆也在几 年后过世，而豌豆事件的影响却一直还在，直到如今。如果我看到豌豆就撅嘴的话(因为， 无论如何，我仍然憎恶这些讨厌的小东西) ，母亲就会又一次重复那令我畏惧的话： “你可以 为钱吃了它们， ”她说， “就可以为爱吃了它们。 ”
优美英文美文欣赏篇二Never Judge a Book by Its Cover
A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the president of Harvard’s outer office secretary could tell in a moment that such backwoods country folk had not business at Harvard, and probably didn’t even deserve to be in Cambridge frowned. ”We want to see the president,” the man said softly.” He’ll be busy all day,” the secretary snapped.” We’ll wait,” the lady replied. For hours, the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away. They didn’t. And the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president. ”Maybe if they just see you for a few minutes, they’ll leave,” she told him. He signed in exasperation and nodded. Someone of his importance obviously didn’t have the time to spend with nobodies, but he detested gingham and homespun suits cluttering his office.
The president, stern-faced with dignity, strutted toward the couple lady told him, ”We had a son that attended Harvard for one year loved Harvard, and was very happy here. But he was accidentally killed. And my husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him somewhere on campus. ”The president wasn’t touched, and she was shocked, ”Madam,” he said gruffly, ”we can’t put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died, this place would look like a cemetery.
“Oh, no“ the lady explained quickly, “we don’t want to erect a statue thought we would give a building to Harvard.” The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, and then exclaimed, ”A building! Do you have and earthly idea how much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical plant at Harvard.
For a moment the lady was silent. The president was pleased could get rid of them now. The lady turned to her husband and said quietly.” Is that all it costs to start a university?” Her husband nodded president’s face wilted in confusion and bewilderment. Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford walked away, traveling to Palo Alto, California where they established the university that bears their name -------a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.
You can easily judge the character of others by how they treat those who can do nothing for them or to them.
优美英文美文欣赏篇三Run, Patti, Run!
Mark V. Hansen
At a young and tender age, Patti Wilson was told by her doctor that she was an epileptic. Her father, Jim Wilson, is a morning jogger. One day she smiled through her braces and said, "Daddy what I'd really love to do is running with you every day, but I'm afraid I'll have a seizure." Her father told her, "If you do, I know how to handle it, so let's start running!"
That's just what they did every day. It was a wonderful experience for them to share and there were no seizures at all while she was running. After a few weeks, she told her father, "Daddy, what I'd really love to do is break the world's long-distance running record for women."
Her father checked the Guiness Book of World Records and found that the farthest any woman had run was 80 miles. As a freshman in high school, Patti announced, "I'm going to run from Orange County up to San Francisco." (A distance of 400 miles.) "As a sophomore," she went on, "I'm going to run to Portland, Oregon." (Over 1500 miles.) "As a junior I'll run to St. Louis." (About 2000 miles) "As a senior I'll run to the White House." (More than 3000 miles away.) In view of her handicap, Patti was as ambitious as she was enthusiastic, but she said she looked at the handicap of being an epileptic as simply "an inconvenience." She focused not on what she had lost, but on what she had left.
That year, she completed her run to San Francisco wearing a T-shirt that read, "I Love Epileptics." Her dad ran every mile at her side, and her mom, a nurse, followed in a motor home behind them in case anything went wrong. In her sophomore year, Patti's classmates got behind her. They built a giant poster that read, "Run, Patti, Run!" (This has since become her motto and the title of a book she has written.) On her second marathon, en route to Portland, she fractured a bone in her foot. A doctor told her she had to stop her run. He said, "I've got to put a cast on your ankle so that you don't sustain permanent damage."
"Doc, you don't understand," she said. "This isn't just a whim of mine, it's a magnificent obsession! I'm not just doing it for me, I'm doing it to break the chains on the brains that limit so many others. Isn't there a way I can keep running?" He gave her one option. He could wrap it in adhesive instead of putting it in a cast. He warned her that it would be incredibly painful, and he told her, "It will blister." She told the doctor to wrap it up. She finished the run to Portland, completing her last mile with the governor of Oregon. You may have seen the headlines: "Super Runner, Patti Wilson Ends Marathon For Epilepsy On Her 17th Birthday."
After four months of almost continuous running from West Coast to the East Coast, Patti arrived in Washington and shook the hand of the President of United States. She told him, "I wanted people to know that epileptics are normal human beings with normal lives."
I told this story at one of my seminars not long ago, and afterward a big teary-eyed man came up to me, stuck out his big meaty hand and said, "Mark, my name is Jim Wilson. You were talking about my daughter, Patti." Because of her noble efforts, he told me, enough money had been raised to open up 19 multi-million-dollar epileptic centers around the country.
If Patti Wilson can do so much with so little, what can you do to outperform yourself in a state of total wellness?
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