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Sunday, November 30, 2014

JUDY In The INFIRMARY



سلام ، صبح بخیر
 
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Before leaving yesterday morning, Mrs. Lippett and I had a very serious talk. She told me how to behave all the rest of my life, and especially how to behave towards the kind gentleman who is doing so much for me. I must take care to be Very Respectful.

But how can one be very respectful to a person who wishes to be called John Smith? Why couldn't you have picked out a name with a little personality? I might as well write letters to Dear Hitching-Post or Dear Clothes-Prop.

I have been thinking about you a great deal this summer; having somebody take an interest in me after all these years makes me feel as though I had found a sort of family. It seems as thought I belonged to somebody now, and it's a very comfortable sensation. I must say, however, that when I think about you , my imagination has very little to work upon. There are just three things that I know:

  1. You are tall.
  2. You are rich.
  3. You hate girls.

imagination خیال ، تصور،پنداره ، توهم

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دیروز پیش از حرکت به سوی دانشکده ، خانم لیپت کنفرانس مفصلی داد و باید بگویم که او تکلیف مرا تا آخر عمر روشن کرد. برای مثال ایشان رفتار مرا نسبت به آقایی که در حق من اینقدر لطف و مهربانی و بزرگواری کرده معلوم کرد و چندین مرتبه در مورد ایشان سفارش کرد که باید خیلی احترامشان را نگه دارم.

اما ترا به خدا من چطور می توانم به کسی که اسم مستعار " جان اسمیت " را برای خودش انتخاب کرده احترام بگذارم؟ جان اسمیت هم شد اسم؟ چرا اسمی انتخاب نکرده اید که برازنده ی شما باشد؟

من همه ی عمر تنها و بی پدر و مادر بودم ، ناگهان یک نفر پیدا شد که سرنوشت و آینده ی من برایش مهم باشد . از این رو من تمام این تابستان در مورد شما فکر کردم . فکر می کنم حالا من خانواده دار شده ام ، حالا من هم به کسی تعلق پیدا کرده ام . این فکر به من آرامش می دهد، اما نمی توانم مرغ فکرم را در مورد شما بیشتر به پرواز درآورم، من فقط سه چیز درمورد شما می دانم:

شما مرد قد بلندی هستید
شما ثروتمندید
شما از دخترها خوشتان نمی آید.      

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اول ماه مارس
ب. ل. د. عزیزم ،


من دارم انشاء نثر لاتین می خوانم . من آن را خوانده بودم ، من آن را خواهم خواند ، من می خواهم که آن را بخوانم. امتحان من روز سه شنبه زنگ هفتم انجام خواهد شد. من باید قبول شوم یا منفجر شوم
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پس نامه آینده ی من یا از جودی تندرست و خوش حال خبر می دهد و یا از جودی ریز ریز شده شما را آگاه می سازد
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به هر حال هر وقت که امتحان تمام شد، نامه ای با کمال احترام برای شما خواهم نوشت، اما امشب خیلی کار دارم

آن که خیلی عجله دارد
ج . آ




26 ماه مارس
آقای ب . ل. د. اسمیت،

عالیجناب ، شما هرگز به نامه های من پاسخ نمی دهید. هیچ علاقه ای به کار من ندارید. به نظرم شما یکی از دل سخت ترین موجودات خیرخواه هستید. دلیل این که هزینه ی تحصیل مرا قبول کرده اید به خاطر علاقه به من نیست، بلکه این کار را می کنید به خاطر این که وظیفه تان را انجام دهید. من به هیچ عنوان چیزی در مورد شما نمی دانم. حتی نام شما را هم درست نمی دانم

آخر چطور ممکن است یک انسان به یک چیز نامه بنویسد. فکر می کنم مطمئن هستم شما بدون اینکه نامه های مرا حتی نگاه کنید، یکراست توی سطل آشغال می اندازید
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من از امروز به بعد فقط در مورد درس و تحصیل می نویسم. همین، من امتحانات تجدیدی هندسه و لاتین را دادم و در هر دو آنها نمره ی قبولی آوردم.

با تقدیم احترام
جروشا آبوت


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2nd April Dear Daddy-Long-Legs,

I am a BEAST.

Please forget about that dreadful letter I sent you last week--I was feeling terribly lonely and miserable and sore-throaty the night I wrote. I didn't know it, but I was just sickening
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for tonsillitis and grippe and lots of things mixed. I'm in the infirmary now, and have been here for six days; this is the first time they would let me sit up and have a pen and paper. The head nurse is very bossy. But I've been thinking about it all the time and I shan't get well until you forgive me. Here is a picture of the way I look, with a bandage tied around my head in rabbit's ears.

 Doesn't that arouse your sympathy? I am having sublingual gland swelling. And I've been studying physiology all the year without ever hearing of sublingual glands. How futile a thing is education!
I can't write any more; I get rather shaky when I sit up too long. Please forgive me for being impertinent and ungrateful. I was badly brought up.

Yours with love,
Judy Abbott






M.T

Saturday, November 29, 2014

تولد دوباره : یکپارچه سازی جسم و جان



کوله بار تجربیات بر روی شانه هایش سنگینی می کرد، آنها را به زمین گذاشت، نفس راحتی کشید:« این بار بی توشه راهی سفر می شوم ، دست خالی !»


وقتی از کوله بار گذشته رها شده و آزاد و کودک وار ، مسافر دنیای ناشناخته ی درون می شویم ، آنقدر مات و مبهوت آگاهی ، روشن بینی و عظمت روحمان می شویم ، که گاه اصلاً از یاد می بریم  که دنیای دیگری هم در بیرون هست ، حس می کنیم که در این دنیا ( دنیای بیرونی ) بیگانه ایم ، دیگران ما را نمی شناسند و درک نمی کنند، تمام لحظاتی که در مکاشفه ، مشاهده ، مراقبه و سیر و سفر در جهان هستی به سر می بریم ، جادویی ، خارق العاده ، زیبا و سرشار از آگاهی هستند.

اما دنیای واقعی همچون سطل آب یخی است که بر سرمان می ریزد ، به همین سبب است که پاره ای اوقات مهربان و دوست داشتنی هستیم و مواقعی عصبی و تند خو. زمانی حس می کنیم پاسخ سؤالات را داریم ، دریای خلاقیت و ایده هستیم  و چند ساعت بعد تهی می شویم ، شفافیت و روشن بینی مان را از دست داده و کدر می شویم، هر چه این ارتباط ژرفتر و عمیق تر می شود ، زندگی بیرونی ما بیشتر از هم می پاشد ، زلزله ای چند ریشتری مدام پایه های زندگیمان را می لرزاند .

چرا این طور است ؟ مگر هدف ما از رفتن به درون رسیدن به خوشبختی حقیقتی نیست ؟ پاسخ این پرسش در تضاد بین دنیای درون و بیرون ، روح و جسم است.


جسم و جان

روح انرژی است

از گذشته های بسیار دور دانشمندان علوم الهی اعتقاد داشتند که روح همان نور است : نامیرا ، نادیدنی و سرچشمه ی هستی ، به همین سبب علوم طبیعی از درک روح عاجز بود و آن را انکار می کرد.

در سالهای اخیر دانشمندان فیزیک دریافته اند که همه ی اشیا از ذرات بسیار ریزی تشکیل شده اند که مدام در حال نوسان هستند ، هر قدر این ذرات ریز را به اجزای کوچکتری تجزیه کنیم باز همان لرزش و نوسان را مشاهده می کنیم، یافته های آنها ثابت می کند که هستی از انرژی است .

جان ما که از انرژی بود و نامرئی ، برای اقامت در هتل دنیا و نشان دادن استعدادهای شگفت انگیزش به کالبد و پیکری نیاز داشت، او جامه ی مناسبش را برداشت و قدم به دنیا گذاشت ، اما مشکل از این جا شروع شد که روح از عالم بالا بود و جسم از عالم خاکی و مادی. روح بلند پرواز و جسور بود و جسم بزدل و ترسو. وقتی که فکر جسم حول محور بقا می گشت ، جان به پرواز می اندیشید.این دو با هم همراه و همگام نبودند، یکی خرگوش بود و دیگری لاک پشت.

شکاف بینشان هر روز عمیق و عمیق تر می شد ، تا جایی که به تدریج دنیای مادی از دنیای برتر فاصله گرفت و آن را انکار کرد. بیشتر مردم نمی توانستند با هر دو بخش وجودشان زندگی کنند، چند نفری روح را انتخاب کردند و تارک دنیا شدند  ( معنویت در جهان قدیم ) و اکثریت مردم فقط با جسمشان زندگی می کردند.

 انسان مادی هر روز از صبح خروس خوان تا نیمه ی شب در پی خوشبختی می دوید و آن را کمتر می یافت ، او در قلبش خلأیی را حس می کرد ، گمگشته ای داشت و چون آن را پیدا نمی کرد ، احساس پوچی ، بیهودگی و سرخوردگی می کرد بعد کم کم در خودش دفن می شد و در آرزوی مرگ به سر می برد.



یکپارچه سازی روح و جسم


هدف از زندگی در روشنایی ، سفر به دنیای درون و کشف خویشتن برتر است ، اما این به معنایی جدایی روح از جسم  نیست ، بلکه هدف یکپارچه سازی این دو ست . در معنویت به سبک قدیم ، انسان از دنیا فاصله گرفته و تارک دنیا می شود، اما در معنویت به سبک روشنایی جسم همراه با  روح رشد کرده : سالمتر، ورزیده تر و زیباتر می شود.

برای رسیدن به هماهنگی روح و جسم گذر از دو مرحله ضروری است:

مرحله ی اول : قدرت شناسایی و احساس هر دو بخش وجودمان ، خودِ روحانی و خودِ جسمانی . سالها عادت کرده ایم که تنها با شکل و قیافه مان، با شخصیت و هویت و منطقمان زندگی کنیم ، در را به روی الهامات ، شهود و خودِ برتر بسته ایم ، برای شکوفایی خلاقیت ، استعدادها و احساس آرامش و خوشبختی به هر دو چشم انداز نیاز داریم.

مرحله ی دوم : پذیریش و دوست داشتن هر دو ست. اگر روحمان پیکر و کالبدی نداشت ، اکنون اینجا نبودیم و اگر انرژی و روح در شکلمان جاری نباشد ، زندگی برایمان بی معنا و پوچ می شود ، افسرده ایم و فقدان انرژی را هر روز بیشتر از قبل حس می کنیم.

ترک عادات و نگرش های گذشته ساده نیست ، زندگی در روشنایی تحمل و بردباری ما را می طلبد.




خلاصه


روح آسمانی ما جزئی از هستی است و ماده ی سازنده ی هستی ، انرژی است.

جان ما برای ظهور در عالم ماده به پیکر و هیبتی نیاز داشت ، این بود که جسم آفریده شد.

روح و جسم با هم ورژن نیستند، روح بسیار پیشرفته تر از جسم است.

شکی نیست که ما بدن معرکه ای داریم ، هماهنگی و همکاری سلولهای بدنمان شگفت انگیز است، اما خلقت جسم در مقایسه با روح ، بسیار ابتدایی و تکامل نیافته است. مشاهدات گروهی از دانشمندان نشان داده است که جسم انسانها از ماقبل تاریخ تاکنون ، تفاوت زیادی نکرده است. بدن ما نیرومندتر و توسعه یافته تر از بدن نیاکانمان نیست، حتی با وجود پیشرفت های علم پزشکی ، کالبد ما هنوز در برابر ساده ترین بیماری ها به زانو در می آید.

چون پیکرمان نمی تواند با بلند پروازیهای روحمان همراه شود، خسته و مأیوس می شویم. مثلاً ممکن است یک ایده عالی به ذهنم بیاید، ساعتها بنشینم درباره اش فکر کنم و برایش نقشه بریزم ، اما برنامه هایم درست پیش نرود و از ادامه ی کار سرخورده و نومید شوم . چون جسمم نمی تواند به همان سرعتی که روحم گام برمی دارد ، دنبالش بدود. حالا باید چه کار کنم ، جسمم را سرزنش کنم ، یا از روحم دست بردارم

هیچ کدام ، فقط باید صبور باشم ، بگذارم روحم راهنمای جسمم شود ، دستش را بگیرد و راه و چاه را نشانش دهد و به جسمم اجازه بدهم با مشاهده ی راستی و درستی الهامات و شهود ، رشد کند ، وقتی جسم باورش شد ، که اعتقادات قبلیش پوچ و بی اساس بوده ، بدون هیچ تقلایی با روحم هم پرواز می شود و من لذت زیستن در روشنایی را می چشم .




زندگی در روشنایی : شاکتی گاوین
                                                                       M.T



M.T

What's Your Wonderful Idea?




The vacant School

It was a day after Halloween, a sunny day. The sky was blue and clear, and the school was quite calm. Some white cotton candies were walking to the Sun's house. And some white pigeons perched on the tallest pine in the school,  watching the pupils through the class window in silence.


The children ran out, stepped on the leafy jacket. The yellow leaves flew, mixed with the children's laughs in mid-air, and then rained on the school playground.


Frowning, the school playground dusted his own colorful jacket. Next, he looked up at the students whom had disturbed his privacy, 'Oh, They're fewer than yesterday!,' he smelled the air; the aroma of sweets was everywhere.



That day, the school seemed almost empty, some pupils strolled in the yard, eating sweets, while the remains of them had stayed at home because of stomach pain.



Parmis was walking about, bending over the leaves, looking for the pretty ones. She was going to make a greeting card for his uncle with them. Tina was taking a couple of photos of the beautiful views. Hanna was drawing a flower on the ground with white chalk. Martin spoke with someone on the smartphone.  Sara came towards Mino standing besides a tree, sucking sweets.



"Hi, here some sweets,' she handed Mino some candies. Mino replied, 'Thanks a lot. I have a lot.' then she flipped a coin.

For a second the coin shined in the sunlight, and then vanished in Mino's fist. Sara asked, smirking, 'Is Mahta at home?'

Mino put back the coin into her pocket, let out a small sigh, and said,' Yeah, that greedy kid ate too much last night, so she became ill.'



Sara nodded, grinning, 'Poor Mahta. I love Halloween for "Trick or Treat", then  you ravaged your neighbors last night, didn't you?'

Mino brought a wry smile on her face, and nodded her head, 'That's right.We had a wonderful plan.'
A sparkle appeared in Sara's eye, she gazed at Mino with excitement.


Mino Story

Mino closed her eyes, and gathered her thoughts to recall exactly what had happened:


It began to drizzle as Parmis shut her review. Aunt Samira opened her umbrella, and Parmis and Martin stood closer to her. Fortunately, they reached their own street, "Comet street" right at the moment.


Tina's mom, standing with an umbrella in front of the gate of a stony, big house, the largest house in the street, had put the iPhone to her cheek. She started to talk with Tina, staring anxiously at the end of the street.

Tina: 'I'm here, Mummy! can you see me?' she waved her iPhone to her mom, laughing. Tina said goodbye to Mum, put it into her raincoat pocket. She turned to  Armis and sighed, 'It was Mom, she's always worried about me.'

Armis smiled, 'Just like mine. They think we're still a toddler.'
Tina nodded, looking up at the rainy sky, 'I hate being wet, as of tomorrow, I'll go to school with my daddy.'


Armis,'That's too bad! I'd like to continue our class. you have great info about apps.'

Tina went pink in embarrassment. Suddenly she began to run, crying, 'We'll continue the class.'

At this moment, Kiarash said to the girls, 'Let's race to the house, I bet that I'll win you all. I'm a winner.'

Without waiting for answer, he started to run at high speed; Aida, Ainaz and Mahta also began to run after him.


Tina approached the gate. There was a small puddle over there, Tina tired to cut across the puddle. Her happy mom dropped the umbrella to the ground, and raced to her, smiling. As Mother wanted to hug her lovely daughter, Kiarash jumped into the puddle--- the mom screamed; Oh no, her clothes were covered in mud.
Kiarash stopped for a second, not for apology, only to burst into laughter. Then that little boy continued to run as fast as he could. When he got to the front of the door, he made a face to the girls and shouted, 'I won!'


Aunt Samira bit her lower lip, her face was red like a tomato. She shouted at him, 'Stop there, Kiarash!' However, Kiarash didn't pay attention to her, and passed through the door. Aunt Samira apologized to Tina's mom for Kiarash's bad behavior.

Tina's mom brought a fixed smile on her face, 'No problem. It's not his fault, we should repair this road. I'll talk to my husband about this!' Tina said goodbye and entered the home.

After a while, Martin left them and got into his place. Aida, Ainaz and Mahta had reached Mahta's house at the same time.

Aunt Samira with three kids walked slowly along the street. It stopped raining as they approached Parmis's house. At that point, Mino texted Armis and Parmis: "Top secret. Right away, come to Parmis's room."

Armis turned to her mom, "Can I go to Parmis's place?"
Aunt Samira nodded, 'All right, Come back soon! Armis smiled, "Thanks, Mum."


The door was open. They entered home, and  quickly went past Kiarash's raincoat and  backpack lying in the middle of the living room. The TV set was on, and there was a jar of peanut butter on the table opposite it.


Kiarash reclining on the sofa, watching cartoon on TV, and eating a sandwich. As soon as he saw them, he said, grinning, 'What's up? what's on your minds?'


Mino said, smirking, 'It's none of your business.' Armis pointed to the jar, 'Please, bring us three sandwiches.'

Kiarash smirked at them, 'Pigs might fly.'
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ICE CupCake

Three kids sat around a round table, and the meeting started. For a while, the silence surrounded them. Finally Parmis said, 'What's the matter? Do you need any money?'


Mino gazed at the table, 'I bought a Halloween costume, its price was $5o.' 
Armis, 'Does your mom know about this?'
Mino shook her head, 'No, I didn't afford it, so I borrowed Tina some money.'
Parmis's mouth dropped open, and Armis bit her lower lip, 'Gee, Tina?!'


Mino's eyes filled with tears, 'Between you and me--- I went bankrupt, I'm a broke, a great debtor.'
Parmis asked, 'Why? you have a pretty good allowance, I have never seen Mahta borrow any money?'
Mino felt a big knot in her throat, she disliked others compared 'little Mahta' with her.
Armis murmured, 'Well, Mino loves sweets.'


Mino raised her voice, 'Don't blame me! it's not my fault," she banged on the table, " I've missed my sponsors lately," she swallowed hard and forced back her tears,"before this summer Armis bought pastry for me, and during the summer I had a great income in Google. Now I have only my pocket money, and it's not enough for ME, as on the way to school sweets twinkle at me, or on the net pretty dresses hypnotize me, and internet games---oh, I'm addicted to them. I need your help. Here's Halloween, and a great opportunity to earn a little money. I have a plan.' she looked them in the eye, 'I bet that you can't leave me alone.'

Parmis stared at Armis for a second or two, and then said, smiling, 'I love a special plan, Come on, tell us about your plan!'
Armis smiled.

Mino went towards the window, let out a long sigh, 'At the first I'd plan to gather our neighbor's clothes from their clothesline as pledge. well, we could exchange them on Halloween with money, but no one would hang out her clothes in this rainy weather.'

Parmis laughed, 'That's interesting, but on Halloween the children receive sweets Not money.'

Mino said, 'I know this but we should change the tradition, " Trick or Treat", I'm gonna get sweets as well as money.'

Armis, 'How?'
Mino, 'with trick, I have some tricks.'
Parmis, 'but our neighbors may call police!!!'
Mino, 'No, They won't .It's Halloween, they aren't stone-hearted. well, I need a lot of cupcakes. Parmis will bake them. some ice and paint spray. Besides all of our friends. now, I explain my plan.'

A half an hour later, Parmis saw them to the door, and jumped into the kitchen so as to make cupcake. Her mom was cooking dinner, she looked at Parmis with surprise, 'What are you doing, Parmis?'


Parmis, 'Tomorrow is Halloween, I want to bake some cupcakes, and present them to our neighbors.'
Mummy, "Wow! how interesting! I can help you.'


When they filled the cupcake liner with cake batter, her mom said ,'Now, you can go,Parmis. I put them in the oven.'
Parmis said with worry, 'All right, only, only--- please, Don't forget the time!'

A bitter smile emerged on Mom's face. Parmis went to do her homework, and her mom stood beside the oven for some minutes. Everything went well until an idea struck her, so she raced to her office and sat at her desk.

Parmis could feel the smell of burning, she ran into the kitchen, screamed and stared at the brown cakes angrily. Mom said, 'We'll bake again!'

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Our Booty

The night was young, and the glow of the moon lit street. Our Ninja Turtle started her plan with Parmis's home.

The writer was writing a new story as she heard the sound of police car alarm , ' Red Ferrari Owner, Please come out!'

Parmis's mom went out hastily, she was shocked when she saw a Ninja Turtle standing opposite the house door.  The little girl who was next to her, holding a big cotton candy in front of her face. And a boy with paint spray was standing beside the writer's auto. The worst of all was her own daughter. Little Parmis was standing across the street, recording video of them.

Ninja Turtle took a cupcake out of her 'Trick and Treat pail', and handed it to  Mom. 'Give One Dollar, and Save your Car! This little boy needs $1, and enjoys painting!!' she said, pointing at the little boy.

Parmis's Mother went pale, she got cupcake, and paid bill. Ninja smiled, the cotton candy girl came nearer,"Trick or Treat"
Mom fetched a bowl of snacks, and angrily gave her. Mino laughed," Turtle Power!" Then they went away.


Martin leaned the ladder against the wall, then picked up an ice bucket, and climbed up the ladder, grumbling. Tina said, 'Be careful, Martin!'

Martin stood on the roof, his feet trembled. Armis said, 'He may fall down, I'm afraid.'
Tina said, 'Don't worry! he's brave!'


Disney Frozen (Armis) rang the doorbell. Ainaz covered her face with a big cotton candy and stood beside her. Tina stood back a little far. She was their camerawoman.

Mrs. Rosy opened the door. Just as she saw pretty angle, she smiled and gave her some pastries.


The cotton candy girl took them rapidly. While Disney Frozen was shaking, she handed Mrs.Rosy a cupcake. 'Its price is only one dollar! That boy is going to pour a bucket of iced water over my head! Please, Save me with $1." Disney Frozen said, pointing at the roof.



Mrs. Rosy looked up at Martin. The little boy laughed and rocked his bucket, 'I may pour this bucket over your head!'

The woman was so frightened that she gave Armis one dollar. She grumbled, 'I don't know who invented this foolish tradition.' then got inside and slammed the door behind her. Armis laughed, 'Magic of Disney Frozen!'


Ninja Turtle and her assistant rang the next doorbell. This time Kiarash was with them, with a new trick! Kiarash was going to shoot at the light bulb, and Tina was ready for record a video.


Mr. Kay came out. Ninja handed a cupcake, and said, 'How much is your Light? Give One Dollar, and Save your Light! This little boy needs $1,  and enjoys shooting!!'

Mr.Kay didn't pay attention to them, he wanted to get back inside as Kiarash shot, and they ran away. Tina liked this scene very much.


Disney Frozen  and her assistant faced the door. As their camerawoman, Parmis was standing back, and Martin with a bag full of brown leaves was leaning against the window of the house.


Miss. Roxana put her head out of the window. Martin came up to her and pointed at the bag. At the point, Disney Frozen gave Miss. Roxana a cupcake. She had a mournful look on her face, 'Miss Roxana, Help me buy this cupcake. Its price is only one dollar! This boy would like to pour these leaves over my head and also in your doorway. Please, Save me and your house, as well. Just with $1.'

Miss. Roxana hated a messy house, so she gave them both: money and cookies. The children walked cheerfully away.


That night Ninja Turtle and Disney Frozen ravaged all houses in the street, then they divided their booties between themselves; all money for Poor Ninja Turtle (Mino), and sweets, candies, cookies and so on for the others.




Blackmail

Sara said, 'Good for you, Mino.'


Mino stared at the ground without saying anything. She recalled her mother's words, 'Fraud? Threat? it's not your place, Mino. Right away, Give Back all the money.'



The plan ran perfect, but her mom ruined her dreams house. Mino's mom gave her $30, and made her give back all the dollars. 



Mino was so depressed. However, she went and apologized to her neighbors for her threats. 




The bell went. Sara ran to the class. Mino looked around, Martin still spoke with someone on the smartphone. Mino approached him.
Martin, 'I have to go now, bye, Sabine.'
Mino's eyes grew huge, 'Sabine!'. Martin shut down his smartphone, walking to the classroom.

Mino's eyes sparkled. It seemed that she had a new plan. Mino entered the class, came to Tina, placed $30 on her desk, 'Here your money, thanks a lot!'


Tina laughed, 'Have you watched our movie?'
Mino smiled,'Not yet, but I don't have a doubt, it's wonderful!'
Tina put the bill into her pocket, 'I look forward to hearing your wonderful idea, Mino.'
Mino glanced at Martin, and brought a wry smile on her face. 

Parmis stared at the chat button, she thought, 'Uncle Sergey likes a leafy greeting card? I hope.'




Best Wishes
M.T


M.T

Friday, November 28, 2014

I passed my re-examination

سلام

یک هفته ی پر از هیجان ، شور و شوق و کارهای تکمیل شده


آرزوی این هفته ی من :)

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The Letters of
Miss Jerusha Abbott
to
Mr. Daddy-Long-Legs Smith
215 Ferguson HALL    24th September

Dear Kind-Trustee-Who-Sends-Orphans-to-College,

Here I am! I traveled yesterday for four hours in a train. It's a funny sensation, isn't it? I never rode in one before.

College is the biggest, most bewildering place--I get lost whenever I leave my room. I will write you a description later when I'm feeling less muddled; also I will tell you about my lessons. Classes don't begin until Monday morning, and this is Saturday night. But I wanted to write a letter ّFirst just to get acquainted.

It seems queer to be writing letters to somebody you don't know. It seems queer for me to be writing letters at all--I've never written more than three or four in my life, so please overlook it if these are not a model kind.

اسم

sensation احساس، حس ، شور
  muddle گیجی
overlookچشم انداز
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صفت
queerعجیب ، غریب ، غیر عادی
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فعل
to muddle ، درهم و برهم کردن ، گرفتار کردن، گیج کردن
acquaint آشنا کردن، آگاه کردن ، مطلع کردن
to bewilder گیج کردن ، سردرگم کردن ، گم کردن
to overlook نادیده گرفتن

215 تالار فرگوسن
24 سپتامبر
آفای مهربانی که یتیم ها را به دانشکده می فرستید

حالا من اینجا هستم . دیروز با قطار چهار ساعت سفر کردم . گرفتار احساسات خنده آمیزی بودم . چون تاکنون سوار قطار نشده بودم.

دانشکده محیط بزرگی است و سخت باعث حیرت من شده آنطور که هر زمان از اتاقم بیرون می آیم . فکر می کنم گم شده ام و فوری به اتاقم باز می گردم.

هنگامی که تا حدودی از این حیرت و گیجی آسوده شوم ، از اوضاع و شرایط اینجا بطور مفصل برایتان خواهم نوشت.

حالا غروب شنبه است و درس صبح دوشنبه شروع می شود . بعد من برایتان در مورد درسهایم خواهم نوشت . حالا می خواهم چند کلمه ای بنویسم تا با شما آشنا شوم.

نامه نوشتن به کسی که تاکنون ندیده ام و او را نمی شناسم ، خنده آور است. به طور کلی مکاتبه برای من حیرت انگیز است ، من تاکنون کسی را نداشته ام تا برایش نامه بنویسم، پس اگر نامه هایم خیلی در سطح بالا و عالی نیست عذر می خواهم.


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بابا لنگ دراز عزیز

این یک نامه فوق العاده است که نیمه ی ماه می نویسم. چون من امشب خیلی احساس تنهایی می کنم. طوفان بد و هولناکی در گرفته است. برف به شدت می بارد و ضربات باران به شیشه ها کوفته می شود. چراغهای بیرون همه خاموشند. من قهوه خورده ام و خوابم نمی برد. برای امشب چند نفر مهمان داشتم . سالی ، جولیا و لئونورا. شام ما هم عبارت بود از ساردین-نان برشته . سالاد و قهوه. جولیا گفت : خیلی خوش گذشت.
اما سالی پیش من ماند نا در شستن بشقاب ها کمکم کند
.
امشب وقت داشتم که چند ساعتی را لاتین بخوانم. اما یک چیز مسلم است و آن اینکه من در درس لاتین شاگرد خوبی نیستم.
خب بماند، آیا شما حاضرید در نقش مادربزرگ من بازی کنید؟ سالی یک مادربزرگ دارد. جولیا و لئونورا هر کدام ، یک مادربزرگ دارند. امشب آنها را با هم مقایسه می کردند.

دیروز که به بازار رفتم بودم یک کلاه تور ظریف دیدم که رویش را با روبان گل ریز نقش تزئین کرده بودند. برای یک مادربزرگ معرکه بود. ( با اجازه) می خواهم آن را برای هشتاد و سومین سال تولدتان به شما هدیه بدهم.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
این صدای زنگ کلیسا بود که ساعت 12 را اعلام کرد، مثل همیشه حالا خوابم می آید، شب بخیر مادر بزرگ جان

 
آن که عمیقانه دوستتان دارد

جودی

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The Ides of March Dear D.-L-L.,

I am studying Latin prose composition. I have been studying it. I shall be studying it. I shall be about to have been studying it. My re-examination comes the 7th hour next Tuesday, and I am going to pass or BUST. So you may expect to hear from me next, whole and happy and free from conditions, or in fragments.

I will write a respectable letter when it's over. Tonight I have a pressing engagement with Ablative Absolute.

Yours--in evident haste
J.A.




26th March
Mr. D.-L.-L. Smith,

SIR: You never answer any questions; you never show the slightest interest in anything I do, You are probably the horridest one of all those horrid Trustees, and the reason you are education me i s, not because you care a bit about me, but from a sense of Duty.

I don't know a single thing about you. I don't even know your name. It is very uninspiring writing to a Thing. I haven't a doubt but that you throw my letters into the waste-basket without reading them. Hereafter I shall write only about work.

My re-examination in Latin an geometry came last week. I passed them both and am now free from conditions.

Yours truly,
Jerusha Abbott




M.T

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