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All I can say about my mother is that she was a woman—to me a very beautiful one.
對于媽媽，我所能說的一切就是，在我眼里她是一個非常漂亮的女人。
She had a way of moving very quickly from a singing-and-laughing gladness to a silent-and-dark discontent that bothered my father.
她可以瞬間由興高采烈變得沉默不滿，而爸爸常常因此事而煩惱。
I remember hearing him say to her again and again, "Ann, what is it?"
我記得我總是聽到爸爸在一遍又一遍地問她：“安，怎么了？”
Alas, the question was always useless, making my mother cry and my father leave the house.
唉！這個問題總是沒有任何用處，結果總是媽媽哭起來，而爸爸離家而去。
During the long quarrel my father seemed hopelessly perplexed and outwitted by something unexpected and unwelcome,
在長時間的爭吵中，爸爸看起來是那么困惑無助，他經常被突如其來的討厭的事情搞得不知所措，
which he was determined nevertheless to control and banish.
不過他已決心要加以控制，不讓此類事情發生。
My brother, Ralph, graduated from high school and took a summertime job in a vineyard.
我哥哥拉爾夫高中畢業后找到一份葡萄園的暑期工。
He rode eleven miles to the vineyard on his bicycle every morning soon after daybreak and back again a little before dark every evening.
他每天早上天一亮就騎車11英里去葡萄園，傍晚天黑前才回來。
His wages were twenty-five cents an hour, and he put in at least ten hours a day.
他的薪水是每小時25美分，他一天至少要工作10個小時。
Early in September he had saved a little more than a hundred dollars.
9月初的時候，他已經攢了100多美元了。
Early one morning he woke me up.
一天早晨，他把我弄醒。
"I want to say good-bye now," he said. "I'm going to San Francisco."
“現在我要跟你道別了，”他說，“我打算去舊金山。”
"What for?"
“去干嗎？”
"I can't stay here any more."
“我不能再呆在這里了。”
