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The House on Mango Street (Excerpt 2)
芒果街上的小屋 （节选2）

    But the house on Mango Street is not the way they told it at all. It's small and red with tight steps in front and windows so small you'd think they were holding their breath. Bricks are crumbling in places, and the front door is so swollen you have to push hard to get in. There is no front yard, only four little elms the city planted by the curb. Out back is a small garage for the car we don't own yet and a small yard that looks smaller between the two buildings on either side. There are stairs in our house, but they're ordinary hallway stairs, and the house has only one washroom. Everybody has to share a bedroom－Mama and Papa, Carlos and Kiki, me and Nenny.
    Once when we were living on Loomis, a nun from my school passed by and saw me playing out front. The laundromat downstairs had been boarded up because it had been robbed two days before and the owner had painted on the wood YES WE'RE OPEN so as not to lose business.
    "Where do you live?" She asked.
    "There," I said pointing up to the third floor.
    "You live there?"
    There. I had to look to where she pointed－the third floor, the paint peeling, wooden bars Papa had nailed on the windows so we wouldn't fall out. "You live there?" The way she said it made me feel like nothing. "There, I lived there." I nodded.
    I knew then I had to have a house. A real house. One I could point to. This isn't it. The house on Mango street isn't it. "For the time being," Mama says. "Temporary," Says Papa. But I know how those things go.

    可是芒果街上的小屋全然不是他们讲的那样。它很小，是红色的，门前一方窄台阶，窗户小得让你觉得它们像是在屏住呼吸。几处墙砖蚀成了粉。（受潮的）前门那么鼓，你要用力推才进得来。这里没有前院，只有四棵市政栽在路边的小榆树。屋后有个小车库，是用来停我们还没买下的那辆小汽车的，还有个小院子，夹在两边的楼中间，越发显得小了。我们的房子里有楼梯，可那只是普通的门厅台阶，而且房子里只有一个卫生间。每个人都要和别人合用一间卧房－－妈妈和爸爸，卡洛斯和奇奇，我和内妮。
    我们住在鲁米斯时，有一回学校的修女经过那里，看到我在屋前玩。楼下的自助洗衣店被木板封了起来，因为两天前刚被洗劫过。为了不走掉生意，店主在木板上涂写了几个字：“是的，我们在营业”。
    “你住在哪里呀？”她问。
    “那里。”我说，指了指三楼。
    “你住在哪里？”
    那里。我不得不朝她指的地方看去－－三楼，那里墙皮斑驳，窗上横着几根木条，是爸爸钉上去的，那样我们就不会掉下来。“你住在那里？”她说话的样子让我觉得自己什么都不是。“那里。我住在那里”我点头。
    于是我明白，我得有一所房子。一所真正的大屋。一所可以指给别人看的房子。可这里不是。芒果街上的小屋不是。“眼下先这样，”妈妈说。“这是暂时的，”爸爸说。可是我知道事情是怎样的。

The House on Mango Street (Excerpt 1)

芒果街上的小屋 （摘选1）

By the time we got to Mango Street we were six-Mama, Papa, Carlos, Kiki, my sister Nenny and me.

The house on Mango Street is ours, and we don't have to pay rent to anybody, or share the yard with the people downstairs, or be careful not to make too much noise, and there isn't a landlord banging on the ceiling with a broom. But even so, it's not the house we'd thought we get.

We had to leave the flat on Loomis quick. The water pipes broke and the landlord wouldn't fix them because the house was too old. We had to leave fast. We were using the washroom next door and carrying water over in empty milk gallons. That's why Mama and Papa looked for a house, and that's why we moved into the house on Mango Street, far away, on the other side of town.

They always told us that one day we would move into a house, a real house that would be ours for always so we wouldn't have to move each year. And our house would have running water and pipes that worked, and inside it would have real stairs, not hallway stairs, but stairs inside like the houses on TV. And we'd have a basement and at least three washrooms so when we took a bath we wouldn't have to tell everybody. Our house would be white with trees around it, a great big yard and grass growing without a fence. This was the house Papa talked about when he held up a lottery ticket and this was the house Mama dreamed up in the stories she told us before we went to bed.

搬到芒果街时,我们家有六个人了——妈妈，爸爸，卡洛斯，奇奇，妹妹内妮和我。

芒果街上的小屋是我们的，我们不用交房租给任何人，或者和楼下的人合用一个院子，或者小心翼翼别弄出太多的声响，这里也没有拿扫把猛敲天花板的房东。可就算这样，它也不是我们原以为自己可以得到的那样的房子。

我们得赶紧搬出鲁米斯的公寓。水管破了，房东不愿来修理，因为房子太老。我们得快快离开。我们借用着邻居的卫生间，用空的牛奶壶取水。这就是为什么爸妈找房子，然后我们搬进了芒果街的小屋，远远地，从城市的另一边。

他们一直对我们说，有一天，我们会搬进一所房子，一所真正的大屋，永远属于我们，那样我们就不用每年搬家了。我们的房子会有自来水和运作正常的水管。里面还有真正的楼梯，不是门厅台阶，而是像电视上的房子里那样的楼梯。我们会有一个地下室和至少三个卫生间，那样洗澡的时候就不用告诉每个人。我们的房子会是白色的，四周有树木，还有一个很大的院子，草儿生长着，没有篱笆把它们圈起来。这是爸爸手握彩票时提到的房子，这是妈妈在给我们的睡前故事里幻想着的房子。

I am sorry



I always think that I know everything
But you insist I know nothing
I always fight to have very last word
But your thoughts were never heard

I′m sorry, so sorry
Didn′t mean to hurt you
I′ll borrow your sorrow
Don′t tell me it′s through

I wish I could take back some things I said
I wish I could make things better
I wish I could take back some things I did
Everyday I′m feeling sadder

I′m sorry, so sorry
Didn′t mean to hurt you
I′ll borrow your sorrow
It′s my turn now to cry

Never fear I′ll be here
Say a prayer
We can take on the hands of time
And I, I know we can make it
If we just stay together
And trust each other on this one

I′m sorry, so sorry
Didn′t mean to hurt you
I′ll borrow your sorrow
Don′t tell me it′s through, don′t tell me it′s through
Said I′m sorry, I′m so sorry
I′ve never meant to, never meant to hurt you
I′ll borrow, I will borrow your sorrow
It′s my turn now to cry

She


She hangs out every day nearby the beach
Havin' a Heineken fallin' asleep
She looks so sexy when she's walking the sand
Nobody ever put a ring on her hand

Swim to the oceanshore fish in the sea
She is the story the story is she
She sings to the moon and the stars in the sky
Shining from high above you shouldn't ask why

She is the one that you never forget
She is the heaven-sent angel you met
Oh, she must be the reason why God made a girl
She is so pretty all over the world

She puts the rhythm, the beat in the drum
She comes in the morning, in the evening she's gone
Every little hour every second you live
Trust in eternity that's what she gives

She looks like Marilyn, walks likeSuzanne
She talks like Monica and Marianne
She wins in everything that she might do
And she will respect you forever just you

She is the one that you never forget
She is the heaven-sent angel you met
Oh, she must be the reason why God made a girl
She is so pretty all over the world

She is so pretty all over the world

She is so pretty
She is like you and me
Like them like we
She is in you and me

She is the one that you never forget
She is the heaven-sent angel you met
Oh, she must be the reason why God made a girl
She is so pretty all over the world

(She is the one) She is the one
(That you never forget) That you never forget
She is the heaven-sent angel you met
She's the reason (oh she must be the reason) why God made a girl
She is so pretty all over the world (oh...)

Na na na na na ….

【材料文本】 Love            [ 节选自《生而为赢》— What I have lived for?]

I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy---ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of my life for a few hours for this joy. I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness---that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. This is what I sought, and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what---at last---I have found.

Ecstasy [ 5ekstEsi ] n. 入迷

Consciousness [ 5kCnFEsnis ] n.

Unfathomable  [ Qn5fATEmEbl ] adj. 深不可测的 , 无底的 , 难解的

Abyss [ E5bis ] n. 深渊

Miniature  [ 5minjEtFE ] n. 缩小的模型 , 缩图 , 缩影 adj. 微型的 , 缩小的

Prefigure [ 5pri:5fi^E ] v. 预示

我寻求爱，首先因为它使我心为之着迷，这种难以名状的美妙迷醉使我愿意用所有的余生去换取哪怕几个小时这样的幸福。我寻求爱，还因为它能缓解我心理上的孤独中，我感觉心灵的战栗，仿如站在世界的边缘而面前是冰冷，无底的死亡深渊。我寻求爱，因为在我所目睹的结合中，我仿佛看到了圣贤与诗人们所向往的天堂之景。这就是我所寻找的，虽然对人的一生而言似乎有些遥不可及，但至少是我用尽一生所领悟到的。

Remember: Rome wasn’t built in a day. Reflect on your recovery rate each day. Every day before you go to bed, look at your progress. Don’t lie in bed saying to you, “I did that wrong.” “I should have done better there.” No. look at your day and note when you made an effort to place a full stop after an incident. This is a success. You are taking control of your life.

记住，罗马不是一日建成的。每天都反思自己的恢复速率；每天上床睡觉前，都看看自己的进步；不要躺在床上对自己说：“我那个做错了。”“我应该做到更好。”不要那样做.

回想自己的一天，并注意努力给某个事件画上句号的时刻。这就是一个成功，你在控制自己的生活。

【材料文本】  You are an Actor        [节选自《生而为赢》- What is your recovery rate?]

Imagine yourself to be an actor in a play on the stage. Your aim is to play your part to the best of your ability. You have been given a script and at the end of each sentence is a ful stop.
Each time you get to the end of the sentence you start a new one and although the next sentence is related to the last it is not affected by it. Your job is to deliver each sentence to the best of your ability.
想象自己是一位站在舞台上的戏剧家。你的目标是尽全力扮演好你的角色。你已经拿到了剧本，而剧本中的每句话都以句号结尾。
每次你念到一个句子的末尾，你就会开始一个新的句子。尽管下一句和上一句有关联，但并不受它的影响。你的工作是尽力说好每句台词。

【材料文本】    Youth              [节选自《生而为赢》－Youth ]

Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals.

Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.

Temperamental [7tempErE5mentl] adj.由气质引起的, 心情变化快的, 喜怒无常的

Predominance [prI`dCmInEns] n.优势

Enthusiasm [in5Wju:ziAzEm] n.狂热, 热心, 积极性, 激发热情的事物

青春气贯长虹，勇锐盖过怯弱，进取压倒苟安。如此锐气，二十后生而有之，六旬男子则更多见。年岁有加，并非垂老，理想丢弃，方堕暮年。 
岁月悠悠，衰微只及肌肤；热忱抛却，颓废必致灵魂。忧烦，惶恐，丧失自信，定使心灵扭曲，意气如灰。