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复旦大学继续教育学院汉语言文学系 10级

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1、假如你的一个好友告诉你他犯罪了,那么你会对他说些什么?为什么呢? 

2、倘若你的男朋友或女朋友因犯罪坐牢三年,你还会和他或她维持关系吗?为什么或者为什么不呢?

3、你觉得应该如何对待一个悔过自新的罪犯呢?

课文:

         我第一次听到这个故事,是几年以前在纽约市的格林尼治村,从一个偶遇的女孩那儿听到的。或许,这个故事已经演变成了一个神秘的民间传说,所以,每隔几年就又能听到人们口耳相传。不管怎样,我还是愿意相信这是真的,在某个地方、某个时间发生过。

 回   家 

        怀揣对黄金海岸和海潮的心驰神往,三个男孩、三个女孩正前往洛德代尔堡(佛罗里达州),他们手里拎着装着三明治和葡萄酒的纸袋上了巴士,将苍白、阴冷的纽约城一溜烟甩在了身后。

        当车经过新泽西州的时候,他们开始留意到了文戈,一个坐在他们前面、衣着寒蝉、衣冠不整、满脸的尘埃笼罩着岁月沧桑的男人。嘴里一直咀嚼着食物,整个人都快冻缰了。

        华盛顿郊外夜深人静,巴士在霍华德.约翰逊快餐馆(美国一家大的连锁店,经常开在高架或大路上)前停了下来,每个人都下了车。唯独文戈还留在车上,好象板上钉钉了似的。于是,年轻人对他的生活产生了好奇,开始猜测:要么他是个海上的船长、要么他是个从妻子身边私奔的老公或者是一个回家的老兵。当他们又回到车上的时候,一个女孩坐到他旁边的位置上介绍她自己。

        “我们正打算去佛罗里达州,”她很阳光地说。“听说那里真不错喔。”

        “是啊,”他冷漠地答道,就好象时光倒流,把他拉回到那个被淡忘了的从前的记忆。

        “喝点葡萄酒吧?”她说。于是,他微笑着举起酒瓶开始牛饮了起来。说声谢谢之后,就又恢复到之前的冷漠。过了一会儿,等她从旁人那里周旋回来,文戈早已在那儿打起瞌睡来。

         上午,他们醒来之后车已在又一个霍华德.约翰逊快餐馆外面停下,这时文戈也进了餐厅。这个女孩硬要文戈和他们一起吃。他看上去显得害羞,不过还是在年轻人谈论去海滩上过夜的话题时,叫了黑咖、神情呆滞地抽着烟。回到车上的时候,这个女孩又坐在了他的身旁,不久,他便带着一缕忧伤娓娓道来。他曾经在纽约市坐了四年牢,现在他打算回家。

        “你结婚了吗?”

        “我不知道。”

        “你不知道?”她问。

        “是这样,我在监狱里面写信给老婆,”他所说,“告诉她,我要出好长一段时间远门,假如她不能忍受,或者孩子们不停地发问太刺伤她的话呢,就让她忘了我吧。这些都可以理解,再找个男人过日子,我说---其实她是个很有魅力的女人,有的时候真的!---忘了我吧。我还跟她说不要写信给我。于是,三年半了喔,她还真没写。”

        “那你现在回家,还不知道她的近况咯?!”

        “是啊,”他有点不好意思地说道,“哎,上周呢,当我确定缓刑期满的时候吧,我又写信给她了。我们原来住在布伦斯威克(佐治亚洲),就在杰克逊维尔(佛罗里达州)前面,一进城就能看见一棵硕大的橡树。我跟她说假如还没找到男人呢可以带我回家,不过她得将一块黄色的手帕挂在树梢上,我回家的时候会带回来的。假如她并不想我回家,那就忘了它吧---不用多此一举了,我便可以继续独自往前去。”

        “哇喔,”这个女孩惊叫了起来。“哇喔。”

        她告诉了其他的人,不久他们就都围过来,对布伦斯威克着迷了起来。文戈将他老婆,孩子的照片拿给他们看,---这是一张纯朴、清丽的女人和未成年孩子的、破旧不堪的快照。

        这时,距离布伦斯威克还有10英里的路程、接着5英里,然后突然间,所有的年轻人都站了起来离开了他们的座位,尖叫声、呼喊声夹杂着哭泣的声音,愉悦地摇摆跳动着。惟独文戈还呆坐在那里。

        文戈一动不动地坐在那里 、目光呆滞地盯着那棵橡树。橡树上布满了黄色手帕的树挂---20条、30条,或许上百条,一棵象风中摇曳着欢迎旗帜的橡树矗立在面前。就在所有年轻人都呼喊的时候,这个老囚犯缓缓地起身朝车前走去,径直地回家去了。

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原文:

Unit 10

Warm-Up Questions

1.If a close friend of yours committed a crime and told you about it,what would you advised him or her to do?Why?

2.Suppose your boyfriend or girlfriend were found guilty and sent to prison for three years. Would you still maintain your relationship with him or her? Why or why not?

3.What do you think is the right attitude towards reformed criminals?

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I first heard this story a few years ago from a girl I had met in New York's Greenwich Village.Probably the story is one of those mysterious bits of folklore that reappear every few years,to be told anew in one form to another. However, I still like that it really did happen,somewhere,sometime.

Going Home

(1)       They were going to Fort Lauderdale---three boys and three girls---and when they boarded the bus,they were carrying sandwiches and wine in paper bags,dreaming of golden beaches and sea tides as the gray,cold spring of New York vanished behind them.

(2)       As the bus passed through New Jersey,they began to notice Vingo.He sat in fromt of them,dressed in a plain,ill-fitting suit,never moving,his dusty face masking his age.He kept chewing the inside of his lip a lot,frozen into complete silence.

(3)       Deep into the night,outside Washington,the bus pulled into Howard Johnson's,and everybody got off except Vingo.He sat rooted in his seat,and the young people began to wonder about him,trying to imagine his life:perhaps he was a sea captain,a runaway from his wife,an old solder going home.When they went back to the bus,one of the girls sat beside him and introduced herself.

(4)       "We're going to Florida,"she said brightly,"I hear it's really beautiful."

(5)       "It is,"he said quietly,as if rememebering something he had tried to forget.

(6)       "Want some wine?"she said. He smiled and took a swig from the bottle. He thanked her and retreated again into his silence.After a while,she went back to the others,and Vingo nodded in sleep.

(7)        In the morning,they awoke outside another Howard Johnson's,and this time Vingo went in.The girl insisted that he join them.He seemed very shy,and ordered black coffee and smoked nerbously as the young people chattered  about sleeping on beaches. When they returned the bus,the girl sat with Vingo again,and after a while,slowly and painfully,he began to tell his story.He had been in jail in New York for the past four years,and now he was going home.

(8)         "Are you married?"

(9)         "I don't know."

(10)      "You don't know?"she said.

(11)      "Well,when I was in jail I wrote to my wife,"he said ."I told her that I was going to be away a long time,and that if she couldn't stand it,if the kids kept askin' questions,if it hurt her too much,well,she could just forget me.I'd understand. Get a new guy, I said---she's wonderful woman,really something---and forget about me. I told her she didn't have to write me. And she didnt. Not for three and a half years."

(12)      "And you're going home now,not knowing?"

(13)     "Yeah , "he said shyly."Well,last week,when I was sure the parole was coming through,I wrote her again.We used to live in Brunswick,just before Jacksonville,and there's a bog oak tree just as you come into town. I told her that if she didn't have a new guy and if she'd take me back,she shouldput a yellow handkerchief on the tree, and I 'd get off and come home. If she didn't want me,forget it---no handkerchief,and I'd go on through."

(14)      "Wow,"the girl exclaimed."Wow."

(15)      She told the others,and soon all of them were in it,caught up in the approach of Brunswick,looking at the pictures Vingo showed them of his wife and three children---the woman handsome in a plain way, the children still unformed in the much-handled snapshots.

(16)     Now they were 20 miles from Brunswick, and the young people took over window seats on the right side,waiting for the approach of the great oak tree. Vingo stopped looking,tighening his face,as if fortifying himself against still another disappointment.

(17)     Then Brunswick was 10 miles,and then five. Then,suddenly,all of the young people were up out of their seats,screaming and shouting and carying,doing small dances of joy. All except Vingo.

(18)      Vingo sat there stunned,looking at the oak tree. It was covered with yellow handkerchiefs---20 of them,30 of them,maybe hundreds,a tree that stood like a banner of welcome billowing in the wind. As the young people shouted, the old con slowly rose from his seat and made his way to the front of the bus to go home.

 

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