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Forgotten and Forgiven
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As I sat perched in the second-floor window of our brick schoolhouse that afternoon, my heart began to sink further with each passing car.
那天下午，我坐在學(xué)校磚樓二樓的窗沿上，看著一輛輛經(jīng)過的汽車，心不斷地往下沉。
This was a day I'd looked forward to for weeks: Miss Pace's fourth-grade, end-of-the-year party.
裴老師帶的四年級班的年終派對將在那天舉行，我已經(jīng)盼了好幾個星期了。
Miss Pace had kept a running countdown on the blackboard all that week, and our class of nine-year-olds had bordered on insurrection by the time the much-anticipated "party Friday" had arrived.
那個星期，裴老師還在黑板上弄了個倒計時牌。當(dāng)這個令人望穿秋水的“派對星期五”到來的時候，我們一班九歲大的孩子們興奮得像炸開了鍋一樣。
I had happily volunteered my mother when Miss Pace requested cookie volunteers.
在裴老師征召志愿者提供小甜餅的時候，我很開心地推薦了我母親。
Mom's chocolate chips reigned supreme on our block, and I knew they'd be a hit with my classmates. But two o'clock passed, and there was no sign of her.
媽媽做的巧克力片在我們那個街區(qū)是最最好吃的。我知道它們肯定會在同學(xué)們中大受歡迎。
Most of the other mothers had already come and gone, dropping off their offerings of punch, crackers, cupcakes and brownies. My mother was missing in action.
可是兩點(diǎn)都過了，她還沒有出現(xiàn)。其他同學(xué)的母親大都已來過了，帶來了她們做的飲料、餅干、薯?xiàng)l、蛋糕還有核仁巧克力餅。我的母親卻還不見蹤影。
"Don't worry, Robbie, she'll be along soon," Miss Pace said as I gazed forlornly down at the street. I looked at the wall clock just in time to see its black minute hand shift to half-past.
“別著急，羅比，她很快就會來的?！碑?dāng)我孤苦無望地盯著下面的大街時，裴老師對我說。我看了看墻上的鐘，它黑色的分針剛好跳到兩點(diǎn)半。
Around me, the noisy party raged on, but I wouldn't leave my window watch post.
我的周圍，喧鬧的派對正進(jìn)行得如火如荼，而我卻不愿從窗口這個觀察站挪動半步。
Miss Pace did her best to coax me away, but I just stayed there, holding out hope that the familiar family car would round the corner, carrying my rightfully embarrassed mother with a tin of her famous cookies tucked under her arm.
裴老師用盡辦法對我好言相勸，我還是一動不動，不死心地期待著家里那輛熟悉的汽車轉(zhuǎn)過街角，載著我那應(yīng)該感到難為情的母親，懷里抱著一罐她那出名的小甜餅。
The three o'clock bell soon jolted me from my thoughts and I dejectedly grabbed my book bag from my desk and shuffled out the door for home.
三點(diǎn)的鐘聲把我從思緒中驚醒，我沮喪地從課桌上抓過書包，拖著步子出了門往家走。
On the walk to home, I plotted my revenge. I would slam the front door upon entering, refuse to return her hug when she rushed over to me, and vow never to speak to her again.
離家步行只有四個街區(qū)，在路上我就計劃好了怎么報復(fù)。我要一進(jìn)門就砰地狠狠把門關(guān)上，她迎向我的時候不要和她擁抱，并發(fā)誓再也不跟她說話了。
