Catintherain

1、 Cat in the rain There were only my husband and I stopping at the hotel. I stood at the window looking out and seeing a cat. The cat was trying to make herself so compact that she would not be dripped on. The poor kitty out trying to keep dry under a table. I am going down and get it. My husband wen

2、t on reading, lying propped up with the two pillows at the foot of the bed. I went downstairs and the hotel owner stood up and bowed to me as I passed the office. I liked him. I liked the deadly serious way he received any complaints. I liked his dignity. I liked the way he wanted to serve me. I lik

3、ed the way he felt about being a hotel-keeper. I like his old, heavy face and big hands. He is totally different from my husband. I opened the door and looked out. It was raining harder. As I stood in the doorway an umbrella opened behind me. It was the maid who looked after our room. Of course, the

4、 hotel-keeper had sent her. I walked along the gravel path but the cat was gone. I was suddenly disappointed. I went out in the rain for the cat, but the cat was gone. I did not get the cat. That cat may still walk in the rain, its situation hasntbeen changed. All my effort helps nothing. The cat in

5、 the rain, just like me in this society. I want to protect this cat from the rain and I want to protect myself from this society. The cat. The cat in the rain. I want it so much. I went back along the gravel path and passed the door. As I passed the office, the padrone bowed from his desk. He made m

6、e feel very small and at the same time really important. I had a momentary feeling of being of supreme importance. I went on up the stairs and opened the door of the room. My husband was on the bed, reading. He rested his eyes from reading, asked about the cat and then turned to his book again. I we

7、nt over and sat in front of the mirror of the dressing-table, looking at myself with the hand glass. I think it is a good idea to let my hair grow out. However, my husband likes the back of my neck, clipped close like a boys. I get so tired of it. I get so tired of looking like a boy. I want to pull

8、 my hair back tight and smooth and make a big knot at the back that I can feel. I want to have a kitty to sit on my lap and purr when I stroke her. And I want to eat at a table with my own silver and I want candles. And I want it to be spring and I want to brush my hair out in front of a mirror and

9、I want a kitty and I want some new clothes. “Oh, shut up and get something to read,”my husband said. He was reading again. I was looking out of the window. It was quite dark now and still raining on the palm trees. My situation in this family becomes clear. I am a gentle and virtuous wife, always li

10、sten to my husband and follow him. However, my husband is completely indifferent to me. When my husband needs me, I m here; but when he doesntneed me, Im just an existence. I don thave my own things. I combed the hair my husband like. I am delicate and helpless like the cat in the rain. I tried to h

11、elp the cat and save myself. I longed for proving my role in this family and society by protecting the cat. I am eager to change my situation, change my appearance, change my hair style, change the relationship with my husband. In short, I want to renew myself. Someone knocked at the door. In the do

12、orway stood the maid. She held a big tortoiseshell cat pressed tight against her and swung down against her body. It is the padrone that asked her to bring it for me. I accepted it. I want to change myself but my husband disagrees. I want to get a cat but it is gone. Eventually, I get a cat but it i

13、s not the one I wanted. Although I get a cat, it is given by a man. That s who I am and where I am in. In this society, it s too difficult for women to get what we really want, declare our minds and find our own position. Even I get it, it is given by men. I tried to save the kitty, I tried to chang

14、e my situation, I tried to break the bond of gender discrimination. However, under the limitation of society, my husband and even myself, what can I do? It seems nice that the boss of the hotel gave me a cat, but as a matter of fact, he deprived of my opportunity to renew myself, he makes all my eff

15、orts to be worthless. 后记 我在做这份作业的时候，外教 Ian 很无聊，就过来把我的综英书 拿去看。看完这篇 cat in the rain， 他考我： what does the woman want? A cat What a cat mean? The woman What the woman mean? The cat 他无语了 然后他说： The cat means a baby. The woman wants a cat means she wants a baby. No! Cat means woman, woman means cat. In woma

16、ns eyes, cat is a baby, she wants a baby. No! It is your thought. This is written by Hemingway, not you! Yes. But Hemingway is a man. Why he wrote for women No. You are wrong. I ve been to where he lived, I ve been to the bar he stayed, I know more about Hemingway than you!( 我还是很不服气：这是什么狗屁逻 辑，你去过他家，你去过他去过的酒吧， 你就知道他的想法了啊？） 我一直说他是错的。 因为之前百度搜狗了很多， 基本上都是说女性想要冲破传统的，而 Ian 的想法是：女人想要那只猫，暗喻她想要个孩子，女人不用工作，女人就是个 baby factory，这就是海明威笔下的女人应该做的。 我火了，他怎么能这么说呢。然后他也急了，竟然打开窗户要把我的综英书给扔出去。不过，我知道他肯定不会扔。他关上窗户，走到电脑旁，说，我搜给你看！ ！ 我很挑衅地回了一句： wait and see! 哼，看就看，反正我的肯定不是错的。 过了两分钟，他走过来，把我的综英书翻到 201 页，指着倒数第三段： A ma