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第22章 把孤单岁月分享(2)

这个极具亲和力的陌生男孩回以一笑,他倚靠在“零食墙”上,将双臂交叉在胸前。“你真的走神了,不是吗?”他说着又将手插进围裙的兜里,趁其不备拿出一张土豆形状的名片塞进克丽丝塔手里。

格雷的有机食品店:优质服务,健康人生

克丽丝塔看了卡片上的字便笑了起来,她调皮地转动眼珠:“哇,实在太囧了。我很抱歉,我以前没来过这里,我想你肯定一眼就看出来了。”

“没关系。”帅气的陌生人咧嘴笑着说道,“我一定会记住你的。”

克丽丝塔心中暗喜,睁大她那双棕色的大眼睛抬头看,这时她突然觉得自己就像一个十四岁的少女。他是在跟 我示好吗?哇,他可真讨人喜欢啊。

“那么你就是格雷,对吗?这么有创意的标语是你自己写的吗?这个标语写得实在是太棒了。我叫克丽丝塔,现在正为Chezzmo,s做一个广告计划,现在对我来说,芝士弹简直就是一场噩梦。”

格雷和这位拿着他名片的漂亮女人热情地握了握手。“是的,我是格雷,不错,标语是我写的。我很高兴你喜 欢它。”说着,格雷的脸上露出了亲切灿烂的笑容,“芝士弹的挑战我可不羡慕,这么看来你也是勉为其难吃 这种芝士弹了?”

克丽丝塔紧张极了,她将一条乌黑发亮的辫子塞进自己红色的天鹅绒外套,说道:“不,如果我想说服其他人 吃芝士弹,我最好先愿意去品尝。”

他握着她的手的时间有点久,克丽丝塔的脸变得红彤彤的。

这时格雷笔直地站了起来,满脸欢欣,俏皮可爱。他说:“嘿,我有个主意,跟我来。”

他们一起来到超市的后院,墙边靠着一些板条箱,箱里装着一瓶瓶葡萄酒。格雷随意地拉出一瓶说:“吃芝士 弹的时候喝哪个比较好呢?白葡萄酒还是红葡萄酒?”

克丽丝塔觉得这个男人取悦自己的方式挺好笑的,她回答道:“我可不会为了完成这个小食品的作业去买酒,不过完成这个任务后我也许需要一些。”

格雷轻轻地碰了碰她的肩膀笑了起来:“谁说你要买酒了?我带一瓶酒,你去离这儿几步路的加油站买包芝士 弹。我们在那个公园喷泉旁的露台上碰面,一起想出一个绝妙的零食标语,绝妙到会让我破产的标语,说不定 我们还能做个雪人庆祝呢。”

克丽丝塔从没像现在这样想要去拥抱一个陌生人,但这一次,她主动伸出手说:“好!我就是手指沾满芝士、 冻得发抖的女孩。”

当芝士弹遇上黑比诺:雪中邂逅浪漫

出门后克丽丝塔一直咯咯地笑,在白色的冬日天空下,她突然发现这个世界竟然如此美好安宁。

她等不及要给道恩打一个电话。道恩说得没错,的确要先和芝士弹“搞好关系”。

construct

【释义】n. 构想,概念 vt. 建造,构造;创立

【短语】be constructed out of 由……建成

silver

【释义】n. 银;银器

flipped

【释义】vt. 快速翻动;入迷 n. 浏览 adj. 无礼的,冒失的

【短语】flip out 发疯;flip off (用手指)轻弹

writer,s block

【释义】n.写作障碍,作者心理阻滞;文思枯竭

introverted

【释义】adj. 内向的 v. 使……内向;使内翻

connection

【释义】n. 连接;关系;连接件

【短语】connect to 连接

dandelion

【释义】n. 蒲公英

frown

【释义】n. 皱眉,蹙额 vt. 皱眉,蹙额 vi. 皱眉;不同意

【短语】frown at 不说,不赞成

threshold

【释义】n. 入口;门槛;开始;极限;临界值

companion

【释义】n. 同伴;朋友;指南;手册 vt. 陪伴

【短语】a companion for (某人)的同伴

recommend

【释义】vt. 推荐,介绍;劝告;使受欢迎;托付 vi. 推荐;建议

【短语】recommend for 因……而称赞

embarrassing

【释义】adj. 使人尴尬的;令人为难的

【短语】embarrass by 因……窘迫

The Lunch Time in Utica/尤蒂卡的午餐时光

If my life were a movie,I would fast-forward through junior high. My junior high years were painful. Like every junior high kid,I was dealing with awakening sexuality,and struggling with who I was and how I would make my mark in life. But I was sure I was alone with these strange feelings.

I was trying and failing in a number of things. I wanted to excel in athletics but had not yet figured out that that would never happen. I wasn,t academic enough to spell academic. (I,m a little surprised right now that I was able to spell that without the aid of my nifty little Microsoft Word spell checker). I was trying to gain a spot in the pecking order as a new kid in school. All the while,I remember suffering the rejection of most of my peer,being cut from the basketball team,failing to play football that I so wanted to play. It was a time of questioning how girls saw me and wanting so much to be loved and accepted. To be loved and accepted seemed to me at the time something I could never,in all my life,achieve.

During that time I would go through the cafeteria line and eat alone,feeling unloved and unnoticed. As spring came,one day I was starting out the door and complaining that I had no one to eat with. Mom said to me,“If you want,you can come home for lunch.”That day,when lunch came,it was a beautiful spring day in the hills of central Ohio. The bell rang at noon and I bolted from the school and ran across the little village home to eat. I wondered if my mom would remember. When I got there,mom was getting a little chicken pot pie out of the oven for me. It was a very humble lunch. It was just one of those four-for-a-dollar pot pies with little diced pieces of chicken,frozen peas and carrot in some chicken gravy.

Mom set a cloth napkin beside my plate at the end of the table just beneath the window. I sat at our humble kitchen table in our tiny,white rented home on Maple Street in Utica. Mom listened to me while I talked about whatever was on my mind. In about 15 minutes,my time was up and I ran back to school.

That was in about 1972,thirty years ago. My mom at the time was in her early thirties. She seemed so old to me then and thirty-year-olds seem like children to me now. She sat across the table for about 15 minutes and looked at me and listened to me and three decades later,I remember those times with fondness. She just paid attention to me. It,s a powerful thing to pay attention to people.

Now you know a little more about how I see home. Home is a place where you don,t have to sit alone and eat. Home is a place where people don,t ignore you and avoid you.

Home is a place where it doesn,t really matter that much what,s on the menu,simple things are sweet to the taste in an atmosphere of love and security and acceptance. Moms are people who listen to you when no one else is interested. And moms don,t ever think the small mundane things you do don,t matter. Moms don,t laugh at your dreams. Good moms pay attention. Great moms fix you something warm to eat and pay attention.

I,m not sure what was happening at the time,but I know those little chicken pot pies were not worthy of a sprint across town. With the clarity of vision that the years bring,I now know that I needed a friendly place of warm acceptance for a few minutes a day. I didn,t need my stomach filled as much as I needed my emotional fuel tank refilled. And refueling an emotional fuel tank is a good mother,s specialty.

如果我的人生是一场电影,我会快进初中求学那部分内容。我的初中时光充满了痛苦。像每个初中生一样,我 得面对爱欲的萌芽,为认识自我、建立自我而挣扎,苦恼该如何给自己的人生烙下印记。但那时,我确信自己 得单独面对这些奇怪的感受。

我尝试过做一些事情,但都失败了。我希望自己成为运动健将,但当时没意识到那是绝不会发生的。我学业成绩 不好,连“学业”这两个字都写不出来(此刻,没有那棒极了的微软文档“拼写检查”小功能的帮助,我也能拼 出“academic”这个词,我都感到有些吃惊)。作为学校里的一名新生,我尝试着跻身于校园里的社交圈子。我 一直记得自己当时遭到了大多数同龄人的排斥,被踢出篮球队,那么渴望踢足球却踢不成。那时候,我会揣测 女孩们眼中的自己是怎样的,多么希望有人爱自己,接受自己。但那时,被爱和被接受对我而言似乎是某种我 这一生都得不到的东西。

那段时光里,我会穿过在餐厅里排队的人群,独自用餐,感觉自己被忽视且不被喜欢。春天来了,有一天,我准 备出门,抱怨着没人和我一起吃饭。母亲对我说:“你喜欢的话,可以回家吃午饭呀。”那天,午餐时间到了,那正是俄亥俄州中部山区一个美丽的春日。中午,铃声响起,我从学校跑出来,跑过那个小村庄回家吃饭。不 知道母亲是否还记得当时的情景。当我回到家时,母亲正从烤炉里给我拿出一小块鸡肉馅饼。那是一顿简便的 午餐,就是一块那种一美元就能买到四块的鸡肉馅饼,里面有些许鸡丁,以及浇有鸡肉汁的冰冻豌豆和胡萝卜。

餐桌就放置在窗台下,母亲在餐桌边我的碟子旁放了块餐巾。在我们那间位于尤蒂卡枫叶街租来的白色小房子 里,我坐在厨房里那张简陋的餐桌旁。母亲听我说着心里的一切。大约过了15分钟,我的午休时间结束了,我 跑回了学校。

那大约是在1972年,也就是30年前。我母亲当时才三十出头。那时的她在我看来已经很老了。而现在,三十多 岁的人在我看来就像小孩。餐桌上的15分钟里,她都坐在我对面,看着我,听我讲话。30年后,我还会满心欢 喜地回忆起那些时光。她仅仅只是给我关注。给予他人以关注是一件伟大的事。

现在,你又知道了更多我对家的看法。家,是一个你不需要独自坐下吃饭的地方。家,是一个你不会被忽略或 避开的地方。

家,是一个吃什么其实不那么重要的地方。在一种充满爱、安全感和被认可的氛围中,简单的东西品尝起来也 会显得香甜可口。当其他人对你的事不感兴趣时,母亲是那个会倾听你心声的人。而且,对于你做的那些无聊 小事,母亲从不会认为它们是不重要的。母亲不会嘲笑你的梦想。好母亲会关注她的孩子。伟大的母亲会为你 准备一些温热的食物,并给予你关注。

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