我的生活海伦凯勒摘抄 海伦·凯勒自传《我的生活》第62期

海伦·凯勒自传《我的生活》第62期  

One day we had a thrilling experience. There was a regatta in the Northwest Arm
in which the boats from the different warships were engaged. We went in a sail-boat along with many others to watch the races. Hundreds of little sail-boats swung to and fro close by
and the sea was calm. When the races were over
and we turned our faces homeward
one of the party noticed a black cloud drifting in from the sea
which grew and spread and thickened until it covered the whole sky. The wind rose
and the waves chopped angrily at unseen barriers. Our little boat confronted the gale fearlessly; with sails spread and ropes taut
she seemed to sit upon the wind. Now she swirled in the billows
now she sprang upward on a gigantic wave
only to be driven down with angry howl and hiss. Down came the mainsail. Tacking and jibbing
we wrestled with opposing winds that drove us from side to side with impetuous fury. Our hearts beat fast
and our hands trembled with excitement
not fear; for we had the hearts of vikings
and we knew that our skipper was master of the situation. He had steered through many a storm with firm hand and sea-wise eye. As they passed us
the large craft and the gunboats in the harbour saluted and the seamen shouted applause for the master of the only little sail-boat that ventured out into the storm. At last
cold
hungry and weary
we reached our pier.
Last summer I spent in one of the loveliest nooks of one of the most charming villages in New England. Wrentham
Massachusetts
is associated with nearly all of my joys and sorrows. For many years Red Farm
by King Philip's Pond
the home of Mr. J. E. Chamberlin and his family
was my home. I remember with deepest gratitude the kindness of these dear friends and the happy days I spent with them. The sweet panionship of their children meant much to me. I joined in all their sports and rambles through the woods and frolics in the water. The prattle of the little ones and their pleasure in the stories I told them of elf and gnome
of hero and wily bear
are pleasant things to remember. Mr. Chamberlin initiated me into the mysteries of tree and wild-flower
until with the little ear of love I heard the flow of sap in the oak
and saw the sun glint from leaf to leaf. Thus it is that
Even as the roots
shut in the darksome earth

根，即使被封存在暗无天日的泥土中
Share in the tree-top's joyance
and conceive
Of sunshine and wide air and wing things

By sympathy of nature
so do I gave evidence of things unseen.