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The Story of My Life 01-11

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Recorded Sep 14, 2011

I fancy I still have confused recolletions of that illness. I especially remember the tenderness with which my mother tried to soothe me in my waking hours of fret and pain, and the agony and bewilderment with which I awoke after a tossing half sleep, and turned my eyes, so dry and hot, to the wall, away from the once-loved light, which came to me dim and yet more dim each day. But except for these fleetings memories, if, indeed, they be memories, it all seems very unreal, like a nightmare.

Gradually I got used to the silence and darkness that surrounded me and forgot that it had ever been different, until she came -- my teacher -- who was to set my spirit free.
But during the first nineteen months of my life I had caught glimpses of broad, green fields, a luminous sky, trees and flowers, which the darkness that followed could not wholly blot out. If we have once seen, "the day is ours, and what the day has shown."

我惊异于自己仍然保留着对于那场疾病的含混记忆,我尤其记得妈妈对清醒中惶恐痛苦的我的温柔安抚,以及我在不安稳的半睡之后醒来时的迷乱和挣扎,这时候我会把自己干燥而灼热的眼睛转向墙壁,避开曾经热爱的亮光,而这亮光也在一天天变暗。只是除了这些稍纵即逝的记忆,-- 如果它们可以叫做记忆的话 -- 一切都显得很不真实,像一场梦。

我慢慢习惯了笼罩着我的沉寂和黑暗,忘记了世界曾经有过什么不同,直到我的老师的到来,是她使我精神上重获自由。而在我生命最早的十九个月里,我曾经匆匆地看到过广阔、碧绿的田野,明亮的天空、树木和花朵,这些都不能被随后到来的黑暗完全抹去。如果我们曾经看见,“那一天就是我们的,而它所展示的也属于我们!”

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