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Lesson22 Bounty of Love
慷慨母愛
My mother had a habit of keeping my letters, binding them carefully in neat bundles with green tape, but this was her own secret. She never told me she was doing it. In 1957, when she knew she was dying, I was in hospital in Oxford having a serious operation on my spine and I was unable to write to her. So she had a telephone specially installed beside her bed in order that she might have one last conversation with me.
母親習慣保存我寫給她的信件，她把這些信小心翼翼地用綠絲帶捆得整整齊齊。但這是她自己的秘密，她從來沒有告訴過我她在這么做。1957年，她知道自己將不久于人世了，那時我正在牛津住院，做一個重大的脊椎手術，所以無法給她寫信。于是，她讓人專門給她的床邊安裝了一部電話，這樣她就能夠和我最后說上幾句話。
She didn't tell me she was dying, nor did anyone else for that matter, because I was in a fairly serious condition myself at the time. She simply asked me how I was and hoped I would get better soon and sent me her love. I had no idea that she would die the next day. She knew perfectly that her life was numbered in hours, but she still wanted to reach out and speak to me for the last time.
她沒有告訴我她即將要不久人世了，別的人也沒有告訴我，因為我當時自己的身體狀況也很不樂觀。她只是問我怎么樣了，希望我早日康復，并且說她愛我。我絲毫不知她第二天就要去世了。她很清楚地知道自己在這世上也就幾個小時的光景了，但仍然想要最后一次和我通話。
When I recovered and went home, I was given this vast collection of my letters, all neatly bound with a green tape, more than six hundred of them altogether, dating from 1925 to 1945, each one in its original envelope with the old stamps still on them. I am very lucky to have something like this to refer to in my old age.
我康復后回到家，拿到了那一大捆我的信件，整整齊齊地用綠絲帶捆著，總共有六百多封，寫信的時間是在1925到1945年間，每一封都裝在原來的信封里，貼著原來的舊郵票。在年老時能擁有像這樣的東西時常翻看我真是幸運。
