泗水文章昭日月高中英语 轻松阅读 杂货店里学到的十条人生教益素材

2021年1月17日发(作者：农村文化建设论文)

杂货店里学到的十条人生教益

杂货店里学到的十条人生教益
我们总会遇到这样一类人——他们像恼人的虫子一样，不时蛰你一下，给你原
本波澜不惊的生活增添烦恼 。但在那一刹那阵痛过后，你有否静下心来想过，那刺痛留给你
的真的仅仅只是遇人不淑的痛苦回忆？
You went to the butcher's for meat, the pharmacy for aspirin, and the
grocery store for food. But when I spent the summer with my Grandmother in Warwick,
N.Y., she sent me down to the general store with a list. How could I hope to find
anything on the packed, jumbled shelves around me?
到肉铺买肉、到药房买药、去食品杂货店买食品 ，这都很平常。可那年夏天我
呆在纽约州沃里克镇奶奶家时，情况则不一样。她写了一张购物清单叫我到 一家乡村杂货店
买东西。杂货店里的货架横七竖八地塞满各式商品，想找到要买的商品可让我伤脑筋。
I walked up to the counter. Behind it was a lady like no one I'd ever
seen. Fake- jewel-encrusted glasses teetered on the tip of her nose, gray hair was
piled on her head。
我走近柜台，柜台后面有一位我从未见过如此长相的女人。一副镶有假宝石边
框的眼镜摇摇欲坠地架在她 的鼻尖上，满头灰发。
。
“打扰一下。”我说。女人抬起了头。
that Clements kid,she said. Miss Bee. Come closer and let
me get a look at you.
describe you to the sheriff if something goes missing from the store.
“你就是克莱门特家的小孩 吧，”她说，“我是蜜蜂小姐。过来让我好好看看。”
蜜蜂小姐把眼镜向鼻子上扶了扶说道，“如果商店 失窃，我好向治安官描述你的外貌特征。”
not a thief!I was shocked. I was seven year too young to be a thief!
“我又不是小偷！”我有些吃惊。我才7岁啊！怎么可能当小偷呢！


got potential.。
“在我看来，你只是个黄毛丫头，可我觉得你有这方面的潜质。”蜜蜂小姐说
着就回过头看报纸去了。
。
“我要买这些东西，”我说着，举起手里的购物单给她看。
Go get Bee pointed to a sign on the screen door.
no one here except you and me and I’m not your servant, so I suggest you get yourself
a basket from that pile over there and start filling. If you're lucky you'll be home
by sundown.
“那又怎样？去取啊。”蜜蜂小姐用手指了一下纱门上的 一块牌子。“这里就
我们俩，我不是你的佣人，所以我建议你最好到那一摞篮子那儿拿一个，找到要买的 东西就
往里面放。如果幸运的话，你在天黑之前可以赶到家。”
Sundown was five hours away. I wasn't sure I would make it。
离天黑还有五个小时，我不知道来不来得及。
I scanned the nearest shelf for the first item on my list: pork and beans.
It took me three wall- to-wall searches before I found a can nestled between boxes
of cereal and bread. Next up was toilet paper, found under the daily newspaper.
Band-Aids—where had I seen them? Oh, ye next to the face cream. The store was a
puzzle, but it held some surprises too. I found a new Superman comic tucked behind
the peanut butter。
我从离我最近的货架开始逐层寻找购物单上第一件商品：猪肉和菜豆。我来来
回回找了三次，才在一堆面 包和麦片里发现一听猪肉。第二件是一卷手纸，在一份新闻报纸
下找到的；创可贴——我在哪儿看到的？ 哦，对了，在面霜旁。这家商店就像一座迷宫，然
而里面却充满惊喜。我在花生酱后面还发现一本新的超 人漫画！
I visited Miss Bee a couple of times a week that summer. Sometimes she
short- changed me. Other times she overcharged. Or sold me an old newspaper instead
of one that was current. Going to the store was more like going into battle. I left
my Grandma's house armed with my list—memorized to the letter—and marched into
Miss Bee's like General Patton marching into North Africa。

afternoon. I had watched the numbers change on the cash register closely, and Miss
Bee had added 35 cents. She didn't seem embarrassed that I had caught her overcharging.
She just looked at me over her glasses and fixed the price。
那年夏天，我每个星期都 要到蜜蜂小姐的店铺几趟。有时，蜜蜂小姐少找我钱；
有时，她多收我钱。更甚的是，她还把前一天的报 当作即日的报纸卖给我。我到她店里买东
西，感觉就像上战场一样。手里攥着购物单，脑中牢记商品名， 我离开奶奶家向蜜蜂小姐的
杂货店挺进，这阵势就像当年巴顿将军征战北非一样。“那听菜豆只要29美 分。”一天下
午，我纠正蜜蜂小姐道。我紧盯着收款机上的数字变化，蜜蜂小姐入账时记的是35美分。
被我察觉多收了钱后，蜜蜂小姐毫无难堪之色，她越过镜框瞥了我一眼，然后把价格改了过
来。
Not that she ever let me declare victory. All summer long she found ways
to trip me up. No sooner had I learned how to pronounce bicarbonate of soda and
memorized its location on the shelf, than Miss Bee rearranged the shelves and made