新世纪大学英语课文翻译--1

学习和练习那些陌生的语言形式，用真实的语言去谈论真实的生活，那一定会受益匪浅。

Unit 2 The Doctor's Son Harold EppleywithRochelle Melander

My parents moved toVermontwhen I was still aninfant.

Asoft-spokenman, my fathersettled quietly intohis medical practice in a small town calledEnosburg. Soon thelocalpeople accepted him as one of their own.Word passes quickly in smallVermonttowns.They know good people when they meet them. Around town the neighbors greeted my father as \Enosburg I would always be known as \ On the first day of school, my classmates crowded around me because I was the doctor's son. \smart boy,\ Somewherein themidstofmy teenage years, however, something changed. I was sixteen years old and the neighbors still called me \honorableandindustriousyoung man, living an honest life just like my father. I groaned whenever I heard their compliments. I wondered how I would everfit in withmy teenage friends.I hated being followed by my father's good name.And so when strangers asked

me if I was Doctor Eppley's son, I replied emphatically, \Harold. And I can manage quite wellon my own.\began to call my father by his first name,Sam.

\in the midst of anargument.

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\ \don't want to be perfect. I want to be myself.\

I survivedmy last years of high school until finally I turned eighteen.The next fall Ienrolledin college. I chose toattenda school far from Enosburg, a place where nobody called me \One night at college I sat with a group of students in thedormitoryas we shared stories about our lives. We began to talk about the things we hated most about ourchildhoods. \growing up in a town where everybody alwayscompared me with my father.\

The girl sitting next to mefrowned. \be proud to have a father who's so well respected.\tears as she continued,\I don't know where he is. He left my mother when I was only four.\ There was anawkwardsilence, and then I changed the subject. I wasn't

ready to hear her words.

I returned home for winter break that year, feeling proud of myself. In four months at college, I had made a number of new friends.I had become popularin my own right, without my father's help. For two weeks I enjoyed being back in Enosburg. The maintopicof interest at home was my father's new car.\I said.

My father agreed, but not without his usual warning,\ I glaredat him. \now. Don't you think I know how to drive?\

I could see the hurt in my father's face, and I remembered how much he hated it whenever I called him \\

Ihoppedinto the car and headed down the road,savoringthe beauty of the Vermont countryside.My mind waswandering.At a busyintersection, I hit the car right in front of mine before I knew it.

The woman in the car jumped out screaming: \you look where you were going?\

I surveyedthe damage. Both cars hadsustainedseriousdents. I sat there like aguiltychild as the woman continuedcomplaining. \your fault,\Ichokedbackmy tears.

\asking. \

I panickedand, without thinking, shouted, \ I sat t here stunned. I couldn't believe what I had just said. Almost immediately, the woman's frown became a smile ofrecognition. \sorry,\

An hour later, I drove my father'sbatterednew car back home. With my head down and my knees still shaking, Itrudgedinto the house. I explained what had happened. \ \

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That night wasNew Year'sEve, and my family attended a small party with friends to celebrate the beginning of another year. When midnight arrived, people cheered and greeted each other. Across the room I saw my father. I stepped toward him. My father and Irarelyhug. But recalling the day's events, I wrappedmy arms around his shoulders. And I spoke his real name for the first time in years. I said, \New Year.\

医生的儿子

我还是个婴儿的时候，我的父母亲搬到了佛蒙特州。我那温文尔