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Dad's Kiss(原题 A goodbye kiss)

  The Board Meeting had come to an end. Bob started to stand up and jostled the table,spilling his coffee over his notes. "How embarrassing. I am getting so clumsy in my old age." Everyone had a good laugh,and soon we were all telling stories of our most embarrassing moments. It came around to Frank who sat quietly listening to the others. Someone said,"Come on,Frank. Tell us your most embarrassing moment."

  Frank laughed and began to tell us of his childhood. "I grew up in San Pedro. My Dad was a fisherman,and he loved the sea. He had his own boat,but it was hard making a living on the sea. He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family. Not just enough for our family,but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home." He looked at us and said,"I wish you could have met my Dad. He was a big man,and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch. When you got close to him,he smelled like the ocean. He would wear his old canvas,foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls. His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow. No matter how much my Mother washed them,they would still smell of the sea and of fish."

  Frank's voice dropped a bit. "When the weather was bad he would drive me to school. He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business. That truck was older than he was. It would wheeze and rattle down the road. You could hear it coming for blocks. As he would drive toward the school,I would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear. Half the time,he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch a cloud of smoke. He would pull right up in front,and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching. Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy. It was so embarrassing for me. Here,I was twelve years old,and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!"

  He paused and then went on,"I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss. When we got to the school and came to a stop,he had his usual big smile. He started to lean toward me,but I put my hand up and said,'No,Dad.'

  It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way,and he had this surprised look on his face. I said,'Dad,I'm too old for a goodbye kiss. I'm too old for any kind of kiss.' My Dad looked at me for the longest time,and his eyes started to tear up. I had never seen him cry. He turned and looked out the windshield. 'You're right,' he said. 'You are a big boy....a man. I won't kiss you anymore.'"

  Frank got a funny look on his face,and the tears began to well up in his eyes,as he spoke. "It wasn't long after that when my Dad went to sea and never came back. It was a day when most of the fleet stayed in,but not Dad. He had a big family to feed. They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out. He must have gotten into a gale and was trying to save the nets and the floats."

  I looked at Frank and saw that tears were running down his cheeks. Frank spoke again. "Guys,you don't know what I would give to have my Dad give me just one more kiss on the cheek....to feel his rough old face....to smell the ocean on him....to feel his arm around my neck. I wish I had been a man then. If I had been a man,I would never have told my Dad I was too old for a goodbye kiss."


  Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there,they serve some sort of purpose,to teach you a lesson or help figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be - your roommate,neighbor,professor,long lost friend,lover or even a complete stranger who,when you lock eyes with them,you know that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.


  And sometimes things happen to you and at the time they may seem horrible,painful and unfair,but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles,you would have never realized your potential,strength,will power or heart. Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good or bad luck. Illness,injury,love,lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity - all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests,if they be events,illnesses or relationships,life would be like a smoothly paved,straight,flat road to nowhere. Safe and comfortable but dull and utterly pointless.


  The people you meet who affect your life and the successes and downfalls you experience - they are the ones who create who you are. Even the bad experiences can be learned from. Those lessons are the hardest and probably the most important ones.


  If someone hurts you,betrays you or breaks your heart,forgive them for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart to. If someone loves you,love them back unconditionally,not only because they love you,but because they are teaching you to love and opening your heart and eyes to things you would have never seen or felt without them.


  Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from it everything that you possibly can,for you may never be able to experience it again.


  Talk to people you have never talked to before,and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love,break free and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself,for if you don't believe in yourself,no one else will believe in you either. You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life and then go out and live it.


  "People are like tea bags - you have to put them in hot water before you know how strong they are."




  Bertrand Russell罗素

  Three passions,simple but overwhelmingly strong,have governed my life: the longing for love,the search for knowledge,and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions,in a wayward course,are over a deep ocean of anguish,reaching to the very verge of despair.


  I have sought love,first,because it brings ecstasy-ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all my rest of life for a few hours of 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 co1d 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.

  我寻找爱,首先是因为它使人心醉神迷。这种陶醉是如此的美妙,使我愿意牺牲所有的余生去换取几个小时这样的欣喜。 我寻找爱,还因为它解除孤独(在可怕的孤独中,一颗颤抖的灵魂从世界的边缘看到冰冷、无底、死寂的深渊。最后,我寻找爱,还因为在爱的交融中,神秘而又具体入微地,我看到了圣贤和诗人们想象出的天堂的前景。 这就是我所寻找的,而且,虽然对人生来说似乎过于美妙,这也是我终于找到了的。

  With equa1 passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine. And I have tried to apprehend the Pythagorean power by which number holds sway above the flux. A 1ittle of this,but not much,I have achieved.


  Love and knowledge,so far they were possible,led upward toward the heavens. But always pity brought me back to earth. Echoes of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine,victims tortured by oppressors,helpless old people a hated burden to their pain make a mockery of what human life should be. I long to alleviate the evi1,but I can't,and I too suffer.


  This has been my life. I have found it worth living,and wou1d gladly live it again if the chance were offered me.




  My brother is so lucky. Good stuff is always happening to him. Do you believe in luck?And if so,how can I get more of it?


  —Looking for Luck in Louisiana


  Dear Looking,亲爱的运气寻觅者:

  I was eating breakfast with one hand,petting my cat,Cow,with the other,and reading the back of the cereal box,when—“YOUCH!” I screamed. “Why’d you pinch me?”


  “You’re not wearing green,” said my little brother,Tex. “Everyone knows you get pinched if you don’t wear green on Saint Patrick’s Day!”


  “It’s true,” said my little sister,Indi.


  I was mostly mad about getting pinched,but also a tiny bit glad about being reminded that it was Saint Patrick’s Day.


  I panicked. “What am I going to do?I don’t have time to change. I’ll get pinched all day long!”


  “Well,” Tex said,taking the old green baseball cap off his head,“you could borrow my lucky hat.”


  “But it’s your favorite!” I said.


  “I know,” said Tex. “Just promise to give it back after school.”


  “No problem,” I said,glancing in the mirror on my way out the door. “I look like a goofball in this thing!”


  “A lucky goofball!” said Tex.


  “Hum.” I grabbed my backpack. “Thanks,I think.”


  Now,before I go on,you should know that I’m not an overly superstitious person. I don’t believe that thirteen is an unlucky number or that breaking a mirror brings seven years of bad luck. I definitely don’t freak out if a black cat crossees my path. And when it comes to things like lucky four-leaf clovers and lucky pennies,I just never believed in them.


  Anyway,I was racing to catch the school bus,and I saw a dollar on the sidewalk! I looked around to see if anyone was looking for it,but people just kept stepping on the poor thing,so I decided to rescue it. I’d found pennies and nickels before,but never a dollar! Then,I didn’t miss the bus,because the bus was even later than me—which never happens!

  不管怎样,当我正拼命追赶校车 时,我看到人行道上有张一美元的钞票!我环顾四周,看看有没人在找它,可人们都相继踩过这个可怜的家伙,所以我决定营救它。以前我捡过便士和镍币,可从没 发现过一美元的钞票。随后,我没有错过校车,因为校车甚至比我还晚到——这是从未发生过的!

  My luck didn’t stop there. Carlos and Jackson were sitting behind me,quizzing each other on spelling words. I turned around and said,“You guys know that test isn’t till tomorrow,right?”


  “It got switched to this morning,” said Jackson. “Remember?There’s some assembly tomorrow. ”


  “That’s right. I totally forgot!” I said. “I’m so lucky that I sat in front of you. If I hadn’t,I wouldn’t have found out till it was too late!” I got out my spelling words,studied all the way to school. And ended up acing the test!


  The minute I got home,I gave Tex a gigantic hug.


  “This is the luckiest hat in the world,” I said. “I’m never taking it off!”


  “But you promised to give it back!” said Tex.


  “I know,but…” I pretended to try to pull the hat off my head. “I think it’s stuck.”


  “It is not!” said Tex.


  “Please-oh-please let me borrow your lucky hat for one more day!” I begged.


  “Tomorrow I’m auditioning for the school play,and I need every bit of help I can get.”


  “OK,” said Tex. “One more day. But you’d better be really nice to me.”


  “I will,” I agreed. “In fact,here you can have my lucky dollar!” Tex let out a whoop,then started dancing around and waving his gift in the air.


  The next day turned out to be super lucky. My audition couldn’t have gone better.


  “Wow,Arizona!” said my friend Mareya. “I can’t believe how amazingly you just did! You are so getting a major part in this play!”


  “Thanks! You did really great,too!” I said. “But honestly,the only reason I did OK is because I had my lucky hat.”


  “What lucky hat?” asked Mareya.


  “This one,reaching into my backpack,where I thought I’d put Tex’s hat since I couldn’t wear it for the audition. But it wasn’t there! “Oh no!” I cried. “It’s gone! What am I going to tell Tex?”


  Mareya helped me look for it. Luckily,we found Tex’s hat in my locker. Also luckily,I discovered that I could be lucky with or without a goofy-looking cap in my possession.


  “So it wasn’t the hat,” said Mareya. “This is just a wild guess,but maybe it was all those hours you spent practicing over the past month.”


  “Hmm,” I said. “It’s possible.”


  So,dear Looking,I guess you could say that luck is a combination of being prepared,believing in yourself…and maybe just a tiny bit of magic!In other words,luck may come your way,but you have to be ready for it when it does!


  Ciao for now.