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我父亲的音乐
I remember the day Dad first lugged the heavy accordion
up our front stoop,taxing his small frame. He gathered my
mother and me in the living room and opened the case as if it
were a treasure chest.
to play, it'll stay with you for life.
我还记得那天,爸爸豁出瘦小的身躯,第一次把那 沉甸甸的手风
琴拖上我们家的门廊。他把妈姆和我召到客厅,打开箱子,好像那是
个百宝箱似的 .“给,”。他说,“你一学会拉它,它就跟你终身做
伴。”
If my thin smile didn't match his full-fledged grin, it
was because I had prayed for a guitar or a piano. It was 1960,
and I was glued to my AM radio,listening to Del Shannon and
Chubby Checker. Accordions were nowhere in my hit parade. As
Ilooked at the shiny white keys and cream- colored bellows, I
could already hear my friends' squeeze box jokes.
我淡淡一 笑,满不像他那么喜笑颜开,可那是因为裁一直巴望着
有一把吉他,或一架钢琴。当时是
196 0
年,我迷上了在调幅广播里收
听戴尔·香农和查比·切克的音乐。手风琴在我的流行曲目里根 本排
不上号。看着那白晃晃的琴键和奶油色的风箱,我都能够听到伙伴们
嘲弄这玩意儿的声音。
For the next two weeks, the accordion was stored in the
hall closet. Then one evening Dad announced that I would
start lessons the following week. In disbelief I shot my eyes
toward Mom for support. The firm set of her jaw told me I was
out of luck.
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