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第二部分:The Most Beautiful Human Language Is the Love爱是人类最美丽的语言(第4页)

  10.ess,andanewpersonemerged.histalentsblossomedintogenius,andschoolandcollegebecameaseriesoftriumphs.

  11.laterhemarriedandenteredthediplomaticservice.oneday,heaskedhisfather,“whogavemetheears?whogavemesomuch?icouldneverdoenoughforhirher.”

  12.“idonotbelieveyoucould,”saidthefather,“buttheagreementwasthatyouarenottoknow...notyet.”

  13.theyearskepttheirprofoundsecret,butthedaydide.oneofthedarkestdaysthateverpassesthroughason.hestoodwithhisfatheroverhisther’scasket.slowly,tenderly,thefatherstretchedforthahandandraisedthethick,reddishbrownhairtorevealthetherhadnoouterears.

  14.“thersaidshewasgladsheneverletherhairbecut,”hisfatherwhisperedgently,“andnobodyeverthoughttherlessbeautiful,didthey?”

  1.“我可以看看我的宝宝吗?”初为人母的她开心地问道。

  2.当裹着的婴儿放到她臂弯里,她掀开裹着婴儿的布,在看到他的小脸时,她不禁倒吸了一口气。医生快速地转过身,透过医院的高层窗户向外看去。婴儿生下来就没有耳朵。

  3.时间证明婴儿的听力毫无问题,只是有损他的相貌。一天,当他匆匆从学校跑回家,扑向母亲的怀抱时,她叹了口气,意识到他的生活注定会受到一连串的打击。

  4.他脱口诉说遭到的不幸:“一个男孩,一个大个子男孩……他喊我怪胎。”

  5.他长大了,虽然不幸但还是长得挺帅。颇受同学的欢迎,要不是有缺陷,他很可能当了班长。他对文学和音乐很有天赋和潜质。

  6.“但你可能会和其他年轻人一样。”母亲责备地说,但从心底里觉得很欣慰。

  7.男孩的父亲与家庭医生商量……“难道真无法补救吗?”

  8.“我认为可以移植一双外耳,如果能够找到的话。”医生做了决定,于是他们开始寻求一个愿意为这个年轻人做出牺牲的人。

  9.两年过去了。一天,父亲对儿子说,“孩子,你要住院了。我和你妈找到愿意为你捐献耳朵的人了。但要求保密。”

  10.手术获得了巨大成功,一个新人诞生了。他的潜力发展成一个天才,在中学和大学都取得了一连串的成功。

  11.后来他结婚了,进入外交行业工作。一天,他问父亲:“是谁给我的耳朵?谁给了我那么多?我做多少都无法报答他(她)。”

  12.“我也这样认为,”父亲说,“但是协议上说你不能知道……还不到时候。”

  13.他们的秘密遵守了很多年,但这天终于来了,这也是儿子度过的最黑暗的日子。他和父亲站在母亲的棺材前,慢慢地,轻柔地,父亲向前伸出一只手,掀开母亲浓密的、红褐色的头发:母亲竟然没有耳朵!

  14.“你母亲说过她很高兴,她从不理发,”父亲轻柔地低声说,“但没人觉得母亲没以前美丽,是吧?”

  thedifferenceateachercanmake她的关心改变了男孩的一生1.steve,atwelve-year-oldboywithalcoholicparents,wasabouttobelostforever,bytheu.s.

  educationsysteremarkably,hecouldread,yet,inspiteofhisreadingskills,stevewasfailing.hehadbeenfailingsincefirstgrade,ashewaspassedonfromgradetograde.stevewasabigboy,lookingrelikeateenagerthanatwelveyearold,yet,stevewentunnoticed...untilmisswhite.

  2.misswhitewasasmiling,young,beautifulredhead,andstevewasinlove!forthefirsttimeinhisyounglife,hecouldn’ttakehiseyesoffhisteacher;yet,stillhefailed.heneverdidhishomework,andhewasalwaysintroublewithmisswhite.hisheartwouldbreakunderhersharpwords,andwhenhewaspunishedforfailingtoturninhishomework,hefeltjustmiserable!still,hedidnotstudy.

  3.inthemiddleofthefirstsemesterofschool,theentireseventhgradewastestedforbasicskills.stevehurriedthroughhistests,andcontinuedtodreafotherthings,asthedayworeon.hisheartwasnotinschool,butinthewoods,whereheoftenescapedalone,tryingtoshutoutthesights,soundsandsmellsofhisalcoholichome.noonecheckedonhimtoseeifhewassafe.nooneknewhewasgone,becausenoonewassoberenoughtocare.oddly,stevenevermissedadayofschool.

  4.oneday,misswhite’simpatientvoicebrokeintohisdaydreams.

  5.“steve!”startled,heturnedtolookather.

  6.“payattention!”

  7.stevelockedhisgazeonmisswhitewithadolescentadoration,asshebegantogooverthetestresultsfortheseventhgrade.

  8.“youalldidprettywell,”shetoldtheclass,“exceptforoneboy,anditbreaksmyhearttotellyouthis,but...”shehesitated,pinningstevetohisseatwithasharpstare,hereyessearchinghisface.