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Unit 1 - Writing For Myself

When we are writing we are often told to keep our readers in mind, to shape what we say to fit their tastes and interests. But there is one reader in particular who should not be forgotten. Can you guess who? Russell Baker surprised himself and everyone else when he discovered the answer.

WRITING FOR MYSELF

Russell Baker

The idea of becoming a writer had come to me off and on since my childhood in Belleville, but it wasn't until my third year in high school that the possibility took hold. Until then I'd been bored by everything associated with English courses. I found English grammar dull and difficult. I hated the assignments to turn out long, lifeless paragraphs that were agony for teachers to read and for me to write.

When our class was assigned to Mr. Fleagle for third-year English I anticipated another cheerless year in that most tedious of subjects. Mr. Fleagle had a reputation among students for dullness and inability to inspire. He was said to be very formal, rigid and hopelessly out of date. To me he looked to be sixty or seventy and excessively prim. He wore primly severe eyeglasses, his wavy hair was primly cut and primly combed. He wore prim suits with neckties set primly against the collar buttons of his white shirts. He had a primly pointed jaw, a primly straight nose, and a prim manner of speaking that was so correct, so gentlemanly, that he seemed a comic antique.

I prepared for an unfruitful year with Mr. Fleagle and for a long time was not disappointed. Late in the year we tackled the informal essay. Mr. Fleagle distributed a homework sheet offering us a choice of topics. None was quite so simple-minded as "What I Did on My Summer Vacation," but most seemed to be almost as dull. I took the list home and did nothing until the night before the essay was due. Lying on the sofa, I finally faced up to the unwelcome task, took the list out of my notebook, and scanned it. The topic on which my eye stopped was "The Art of Eating Spaghetti."

This title produced an extraordinary sequence of mental images. Vivid memories came flooding back of a night in Belleville when all of us were seated around the supper table — Uncle Allen, my mother, Uncle Charlie, Doris, Uncle Hal — and Aunt Pat served spaghetti for supper. Spaghetti was still a little known foreign dish in those days. Neither Doris nor I had ever eaten spaghetti, and none of the adults had enough experience to be good at it. All the good humor of Uncle Allen's house reawoke in my mind as I recalled the laughing arguments we had that night about the socially respectable method for moving spaghetti from plate to mouth.

Suddenly I wanted to write about that, about the warmth and good feeling of it, but I wanted to put it down simply for my own joy, not for Mr. Fleagle. It was a moment I wanted to recapture and hold for myself. I wanted to relive the pleasure of that evening. To write it as I wanted, however, would violate all the rules of formal composition I'd learned in school, and Mr. Fleagle would surely give it a failing grade. Never mind. I would write something else for Mr. Fleagle after I had written this thing for myself.

When I finished it the night was half gone and there was no time left to compose a proper, respectable essay for Mr. Fleagle. There was no choice next morning but to turn in my tale of the Belleville supper. Two days passed before Mr. Fleagle returned the graded papers, and he returned everyone's but mine. I was preparing myself for a command to report to Mr. Fleagle immediately after school for discipline when I saw him lift my paper from his desk and knock for the class's attention.

"Now, boys," he said. "I want to read you an essay. This is titled, 'The Art of Eating Spaghetti.'"

And he started to read. My words! He was reading my words out loud to the entire class. What's more, the entire class was listening. Listening attentively. Then somebody laughed, then the entire class was laughing, and not in contempt and ridicule, but with open-hearted enjoyment. Even Mr. Fleagle stopped two or three times to hold back a small prim smile.

I did my best to avoid showing pleasure, but what I was feeling was pure delight at this demonstration that my words had the power to make people laugh. In the eleventh grade, at the eleventh hour as it were, I had discovered a calling. It was the happiest moment of my entire school career. When Mr. Fleagle finished he put the final seal on my happiness by saying, "Now that, boys, is an essay, don't you see. It's — don't you see — it's of the very essence of the essay, don't you see. Congratulations, Mr. Baker."

参考译文——为自己而写作

为自己而写作

从孩提时代,我还住在贝尔维尔时,我的脑子里就断断续续地转着当作家的念头,但直等到我高中三年级,这一想法才有了实现的可能。在这之前,我对所有跟英文课沾边的事都感到腻味。我觉得英文语法枯燥难懂。我痛恨那些长而乏味的段落写作,老师读着受累,我写着痛苦。

弗利格尔先生接我们的高三英文课时,我就准备着在这门最最单调乏味的课上再熬上沉闷的一年。弗利格尔先生在学生中以其说话干巴和激励学生无术而出名。据说他拘谨刻板,完全落后于时代。我看他有六七十岁了,古板之极。他戴着古板的毫无装饰的眼镜,微微卷曲的头发剪得笔齐,梳得纹丝不乱。他身穿古板的套装,白衬衣领扣外的领带打得—丝不苟。他长着古板的尖下巴,古板的直鼻梁,说起话来—·本正经,字斟句酌,彬彬有礼,活脱脱一个橱稽的老古董。

我作好准备,打算在弗利格尔先生的班上一无所获地混上—·年。不少日子过去了,还真如出所料。后半学期我们学写随笔小品文。弗利格尔先生发下一张家庭作业纸,出了不少题供我们选择。像“暑假二三事”那样傻乎乎的题目倒是一个也没有,但绝大多数—样乏味。我把作文题带回家,—直没写。直到要交作业的前一天晚上,我躺在沙发上,最终不得不面对这一讨厌的功课,便从笔记本里抽出作文题目单粗粗—看。我的目光落在“吃意大利细面条的艺术”这个题目上。

这个题目在我脑海里唤起了一连串不同寻常的图像。贝尔维尔之夜的清晰的回忆如潮水一般涌来,当时,我们大家—起围坐在晚餐桌旁——艾伦舅舅、我母亲、查理舅舅、多丽丝、哈尔舅舅——帕特舅妈晚饭做的是意大利细面条。那时意大利细面条还是很少听说的异国食品。多丽丝和我都还从来没吃过,在座的大人也是经验不足,没有—个吃起来得心应手的。艾伦舅舅家诙谐有趣的场景全都重现在我的脑海中,我回想起来,当晚我们笑作—团,争论着该如何把面条从盘子上送到嘴里才算合乎礼仪。

突然我就想描述那一切,描述当时那种温馨美好的气氛,但我把它写下来仅仅是想自得其乐,而不是为弗利格尔先生而写。那是我想重新捕捉并珍藏在心中的一个时刻。我想重温那个夜晚的愉快。然而,照我希望的那样去写,就会违反我在学校里学的正式作文的种种法则,弗利格尔先生也肯定会打它—个不及格。没关系。等我为自己写好了之后,我可以再为弗利格尔先生写点什么别的东西。

等我写完时已是半夜时分,再没时间为弗利格尔先生写—篇循规蹈矩、像模像样的文章了。第二天上午,我别无选择,只好把我为自己而写的贝尔维尔晚餐的故事交了上去。两天后弗利格尔先生发还批改过的作文,他把别人的都发了,就是没有我的。我正准备着放学就去弗利格尔先生那儿挨训,却看见他从桌上拿起我的作文,敲了敲桌子让大家注意听。

“好了,孩子们,”他说。“我要给你们念一篇小品文。文章的题目是:吃意大利细面条的艺术。”

于是他开始念了。是我写的!他给全班大声念我写的文章。更不可思议的是,全班同学都在听着他念,而且听得很专心。有人笑出声来,接着全班都笑了,不是轻蔑嘲弄,而是乐乎乎地开怀大笑。就连弗利格尔先生也停顿了两三次,好抑制他那丝拘谨的微笑。我尽力不流露出得意的心情,但是看到我写的文章竟然能使别人大笑,我真是心花怒放。就在十—年级,可谓是最后的时刻,我找到了一个今生想做的事。这是我整个求学生涯中最幸福的—刻。弗利格尔先生念完后说道:“瞧,孩子们,这就是小品文,懂了没有。这才是——知道吗——这才是小品文的精髓,知道了没有?祝贺你,贝克先生。”他这番话使我沉浸在十全十美的幸福之中。

New Words and Expressions

off and on

from time to time; sometimes 断断续续地;有时

possibility

n. 可能(性)

take hold

become established 生根,确立

bore

vt. make (sb.) become tired and lose interest 使(人)厌烦

associate

vt. join or connect together; bring in the mind 使联系起来;使联想

assignment

n. a piece of work that is given to a particular person(分配的)工作,任务,作业

turn out

produce 编写;生产,制造

agony

n. very great pain or suffering of mind or body (身心的)极度痛苦

assign

vt. give as a share or duty 分配,分派

anticipate

vt. expect 预期,期望

tedious

a. boring and lasting for a long time 乏味的;冗长的

reputation

n. 名声;名誉

inability

n. lack of power, skill or ability 无能,无力

inspire

vt. fill (sb.) with confidence, eagerness, etc. 激励,鼓舞

formal

a. (too) serious and careful in manner and behavior; based on correct or accepted rules 刻板的,拘谨的;正式的,正规的

rigid

a. (often disapproving) fixed in behavior, views or methods; strict 一成不变的;严格的

hopelessly

ad. very much; without hope 十分,极度;绝望地

excessively

ad. 过分地

out of date

old-fashioned 过时的

prim

a. (usu. disapproving) (of a person) too formal or correct in behavior and showing a dislike of anything rude; neat 古板的,拘谨的;循规蹈矩的;整洁的

primly ad.

severe

a. completely plain; causing very great pain, difficulty, worry, etc. 朴素的;严重的,剧烈的

necktie

n. tie 领带

jaw

n. 颌,颚

comic

a. 滑稽的;喜剧的

n. 连环漫画(册)

antique

n. 古物,古玩

tackle

vt. try to deal with 处理,应付

essay

n. 散文,小品文;论说文

distribute

vt. divide and give out among people, places, etc. 分发,分配,分送

finally

ad. at last 最终,终于

face up to

be brave enough to accept or deal with 勇敢地接受或对付

scan

v. look through quickly 浏览,粗略地看

spaghetti

n. 意大利式细面条

title

n. a name given to a book, film, etc. 标题,题目

vt. give a name to 给…加标题,加题目于

extraordinary

a. very unusual or strange 不同寻常的;奇特的

sequence

n. 一连串相关的事物;次序,顺序

image

n. a picture formed in the mind 形象;印象;(图)像

adult

n. a fully grown person or animal 成年人;成年动物

humor

n. 心情;幽默,诙谐

recall

vt. bring back to the mind; remember 回想起,回忆起

argument

n. 论据,论点;争论

respectable

a. (of behavior, appearance, etc.) socially acceptable 可敬的;体面的;文雅的

put down

write down 写下

recapture

vt. (lit) bring back into the mind; experience again 再现;再次经历

relive

vt. experience again, esp. in one's imagination 再体验,重温

violate

vt. act against 违背,违反

compose

vt. write or create (music, poetry, etc.) 创作

turn in

hand in (work that one has done) 交(作业)

command

n.,v.命令,指令

discipline

n. punishment; order kept (among school-children, soldiers, etc.) 惩罚,处分;纪律

what's more

in addition, more importantly 而且,此外;更有甚者

contempt

n. 轻视,轻蔑

ridicule

n. making or being made fun of 嘲笑,嘲弄;被戏弄

open-hearted

a. sincere, frank 诚挚的

hold back

prevent the expression of (feelings, tears, etc.) 控制(感情、眼泪等)

avoid

vt. keep or get away from 避免

demonstration

n. act of showing or proving sth. 表明;证明

career

n. 生涯,事业;职业

seal

n. 印,图章

essence

n. the most important quality of a thing 本质;精髓

congratulation

n. (usu. pl) expression of joy for sb.'s success, luck, etc. 祝贺,恭喜

Proper Names

Russell Baker

拉赛尔·贝克

Belleville

贝尔维尔(美国地名)

Fleagle

弗利格尔(姓氏)

Allen

艾伦(男子名)

Charlie

查理(男子名)

Doris

多丽丝(女子名)

Hal

哈尔(男子名,Henry, Harold的昵称)

Pat

帕特(女子名,Patricia的昵称)

参考资料:

  1. http://www.kekenet/menu/201211/21055shtml

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