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I became a magician by accident. When I was nine years old learned how to make a coin disappear.
我成為一名魔術師是一個偶然。九歲的時候我學會了如何讓硬幣消失。
I'd read The Lord of the Rings and ventured into the adult section of the library to search for a book of spells—
我讀過《魔戒》，并且冒險進入圖書館的成人區尋找咒語書——
nine being that curious age at which you're old enough to work through more than 1,200 pages of arcane fantasy literature
九歲是一個好奇的年齡，這個年紀已經能夠閱讀超過1200頁的神秘奇幻文學作品
but young enough to still hold out hope that you might find a book of real, actual magic in the library.
但你還年輕，仍然有希望可能會在圖書館找到一本關于真正魔術的書。
The book I found instead taught basic sleight-of-hand technique, and I dedicated the next months to practice
我找到的那本書教的是基本的手法技巧，接下來我花了幾個月時間練習
At first the magic wasn't any good.
起初，魔術表演的并不好。
At first it wasn't even magic; it was just a trick—a bad trick.
一開始它甚至不算是魔術，只是個惡作劇——一個壞把戲。
I spent hours each day in the bathroom running through the secret moves in front of the mirror.
我每天花幾個小時在浴室里對著鏡子練習隱秘動作。
I dropped the coin over and over, a thousand times in a day,
我把硬幣扔了一遍又一遍，一天掉了無數次，
and after two weeks of this my mom got a carpet sample from the hardware store and placed it under the mirror to muffle the sound of the coin falling again and again
兩個星期之后，媽媽從五金店買了一塊地毯，把它放在鏡子下面，以掩蓋硬幣一次又一次落下的聲音，
I had heard my dad work through passages of new music on the piano,
我聽爸爸在鋼琴上練習新樂曲，
so I knew how to practice—slowly, deliberately, going for precision rather than speed.
所以我知道練習方法——慢慢地，有意識地，追求精確而不是速度。
One day I tried the illusion in the mirror and the coin vanished.
有一天我試著對著鏡子表演，然后硬幣不見了。
It did not look like a magic trick. It looked like a miracle.
這看起來不像是一個魔術，像是個奇跡。
