UnitA French Fourth课文翻译综合教程四

1、Unit 6 A French FourthCharles Trueheart1 Along about this time every year, as Independence Day approaches, I pull an old American flag out of a bottom drawer where it is folded away folded in a square, I admit, not the regulation triangle. Ive had it a long time and have always flown it outside on J

2、uly 4. Here in Paris it hangs from a fourth-floor balcony visible from the street. Ive never seen anyone look up, but in my minds eye an American tourist may notice it and smile, and a French passerby may be reminded of the date and the occasion that prompt its appearance. I hope so.2 For my expatri

3、ated family, too, the flag is meaningful, in part because we dont do anything else to celebrate the Fourth. People dont have barbecues in Paris apartments, and most other Americans I know who have settled here suppress such outward signs of their heritage or they go back home for the summer to refue

4、l.3 Our children think the flag-hanging is a cool thing, and I like it because it gives us a few moments of family Q&A about our citizenship. My wife and I have been away from the United States for nine years, and our children are eleven and nine, so American history is mostly something they hav

5、e learned or havent learned from their parents. July 4 is one of the times when the American in me feels a twinge of unease about the great lacunae in our childrens understanding of who they are and is prompted to try to fill the gaps. Its also a time, one among many, when my thoughts turn more gene

6、rally to the costs and benefits of raising children in a foreign culture.4 Louise and Henry speak French fluently; they are taught in French at school, and most of their friends are French. They move from language to language, seldom mixing them up, without effort or even awareness. This is a wonder

7、ful thing, of course. And our physical separation from our native land is not much of an issue. My wife and I are grateful every day for all that our children are not exposed to. American school shootings are a good object lesson for our children in the follies of the society we hold at a distance.5

8、 Naturally, we also want to remind them of reasons to take pride in being American and to try to convey to them what that means. It is a difficult thing to do from afar, and the distance seems more than just a matter of miles. I sometimes think that the stories we tell them must seem like Aesops (or

9、 La Fontaines) fables, myths with no fixed place in space or time. Still, connections can be made, lessons learned.6 Last summer we spent a week with my brother and his family, who live in Concord, Massachusetts, and we took the children to the North Bridge to give them a glimpse of the American Rev

10、olution. We happened to run across a reenactment of the skirmish that launched the war, with everyone dressed up in three-cornered hats and cotton bonnets. This probably only confirmed to our goggle-eyed kids the make-believe quality of American history.7 Six months later, when we were recalling the

11、 experience at the family dinner table here, I asked Louise what the Revolution had been about. She thought that it had something to do with the man who rode his horse from town to town. “Ah”, I said, satisfaction swelling in my breast, “and what was that mans name?” “Gulliver?” Louise replied. Henr

12、y, for his part, knew that the Revolution was between the British and the Americans, and thought that it was probably about slavery.8 As we pursued this conversation, though, we learned what the children knew instead. Louise told us that the French Revolution came at the end of the Enlightenment, wh

13、en people learned a lot of ideas, and one was that they didnt need kings to tell them what to think or do. On another occasion, when Henry asked what makes a person a “junior” or a “II” or a “III”, Louise helped me answer by bringing up kings like Louis Quatorze and Quinze and Seize; Henry riposted

14、with Henry VIII.9 I cant say I worry much about our childrens European frame of reference. There will be plenty of time for them to learn Americas pitifully brief history and to find out who Thomas Jefferson and Franklin Roosevelt were. Already they know a great deal more than I would have wished ab

15、out Bill Clinton.10 If all of this resonates with me, it may be because my family moved to Paris in 1954, when I was three, and I was enrolled in French schools for most of my grade-school years. I dont remember much instruction in American studies at school or at home. I do remember that my mother

16、took me out of school one afternoon to see the movie Oklahoma! I can recall what a faraway place it seemed: all that sunshine and square dancing and surreys with fringe on top. The sinister Jud Fry personified evil for quite some time afterward. Cowboys and Indians were an American cliché that

17、had already reached Paris through the movies, and I asked a grandparent to send me a Davy Crockett hat so that I could live out that fairy tale against the backdrop of gray postwar Montparnasse.11 Although my children are living in the same place at roughly the same time in their lives, their experi

18、ence as expatriates is very different from mine. The particular narratives of American history aside, American culture is not theirs alone but that of their French classmates, too. The music they listen to is either “American” or “European,” but it is often hard to tell the difference. In my day lit

19、tle French kids looked like nothing other than little French kids; but Louise and Henry and their classmates dress much as their peers in the United States do, though with perhaps less Lands End fleeciness. When I returned to visit the United States in the 1950s, it was a five-day ocean crossing for

20、 a months home leave every two years; now we fly over for a week or two, although not very often. Virtually every imaginable product available to my childrens American cousins is now obtainable here.12 If time and globalization have made France much more like the United States than it was in my yout

21、h, then I can conclude a couple of things. On the one hand, our children are confronting a much less jarring cultural divide than I did, and they have more access to their native culture. Re-entry, when it comes, is likely to be smoother. On the other hand, they are less than fully immersed in a tru

22、ly foreign world. That experience no longer seems possible in Western countries a sad development, in my view.在法国庆祝美国独立日查尔斯·特鲁哈特1 每年差不多到了独立日日益临近的时候，我都会把一面折叠好的旧的美国国旗从底层抽屉里取出我承认我折叠国旗不是官方规定的三角形，而是正方形。我拥有这面国旗很长时间了，每年到了7月4日我总是把它挂出来。身处巴黎的我把它挂在四楼的阳台上，在马路上都看得到。虽然我没见过有人抬头看它一眼，但在我脑海中，我想象着美国游客或许会注意到它并莞尔一笑

23、，而法国路人会从中想起促使这面国旗出现的相关日期和原因。诚愿如此。2 对我们这个旅居国外的家庭来说，这面国旗之所以意义深远，部分是因为我们没有其他任何活动来庆祝独立日。巴黎人不在公寓里烧烤，我认识的大多数在此定居的美国人并不张扬他们的这种传统，他们宁可回国消夏来为自己加油打气。3 我的孩子们觉得悬挂国旗很酷，我也喜欢这种做法，因为它让我们家有机会就我们的公民身份问答一番。我们夫妻离开美国长达9年，两个孩子一个11岁一个9岁，所以美国历史对他们来说，很大程度上要么是从父母那里已经学到的知识，要么是还没学到的知识。每到类似7月4日这样的日子，我的美国心便感到忐忑不安，因为孩子们对他们身份的认同存在

24、巨大的空白，所以我想尽力填补这些空白。这也是很多场合中的一个，让我的思想更全面地考虑在异国文化氛围中养育子女的利与弊。4 路易丝和亨利法语都说得很流利。学校里使用法语教学，他们的朋友大多数是法国人。他们在法语和英语之间切换自如，不费吹灰之力，极少把两种语言搞混。这当然很棒。我们远离故国，相隔千山万水，也不是什么问题。每天我们夫妻俩都为儿女不用面对的一切坏事而心怀感激。美国校园枪战对我们孩子来说是避之不及的社会愚蠢行为的极好反面教材。5 当然了，我们也希望能提醒他们身为美国人而自豪的原因，想方设法告诉他们这样做意义何在。在远离祖国的情况下这样做不容易，距离并不是和祖国相隔有多远的问题。有时我想我

25、们给孩子们讲的故事听起来一定很像伊索寓言或拉封丹寓言，都是些没有确凿时间地点的神话。但无论如何，毕竟还能做点联系，学点东西。6 去年夏天，我们和我弟弟一家在一起度过了一周，他们住在马萨诸塞州的康科德城。我们带孩子们参观北桥，让他们看一眼美国独立战争的遗址。我们碰巧赶上了一个表演，表演重现了触发大战的小规模战斗的情景。演出中男士都戴着三角帽，而女士戴着有带子的帽子。这也许恰恰让这些瞪大眼睛的孩子们加深了美国历史虚幻性的印象。7 6个月后，我们吃饭时在饭桌上回忆起参观的情景，我问路易丝美国独立战争是怎么一回事。她认为这和一个人骑着马从一个镇子跑到另一个镇子有关。“啊，”我回答道，满意之情在心中油然而生，接着问道：“这个人叫什么名字？”“格列佛？”路易丝答道。至于亨利，他知道独立战争是英国人和美国人打仗，而且打仗也许是为了奴隶制。8 然而当我们进一步讨论这个话题，我们知道小孩子们都掌握了哪些知识。路易丝告诉我们法国大革命发生在启蒙运动末期，那时人们已经懂得很多道理，其中一个道理就是人们不需要国王告诉大家该想什么、该做什么。还有一次，亨利问为什么要在一个人名字后面加上“小”，或者加上“二世”，或者“三世"，路易丝帮我回答了这个问题，举了路易十四、路易十五和路易十六几位国王的例子，亨利立刻机敏地回以亨利八世的例子。9 我不能说我很担心对孩子们凡事都以欧洲作为参照系有多少