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《一条裙子》
The Skirt
I will be the first to say that I am not materialistic ). My friends label me as a goody-goody ); my parents say I am conservative and modest when it comes to clothes. I don’t wear bikinis, and none of my skirts or shorts end above my knees. That is my choice.
So why, why did I feel so tempted? My family and I were in Target, and there it was, waiting. A skirt, specifically designed not to cover anything. It was tan and looked like something one of those anime ) schoolgirls would wear.
I checked my purse. The skirt cost $10. I had the money. I could buy it. I imagined walking into school and my pals’ jaws dropping. Guys would ask me out, and I would be happy. I could buy it—no, I should buy it.
I showed my mother. She was surprised but said it was my decision. My sister looked on ) enviously.
I went into the dressing room to try it on. So sure was I that this skirt would change me, somehow make me not what I am but what I wished to be. I slid my jeans off and put it on. Now for the decisive moment. I looked in the mirror. There I was—a geeky ) girl in a Superman T-shirt and sneakers. My glasses fogged up as I started to cry.
The skirt did not change me. Though it fit well and might make me look good in the eyes of today’s world, it was not me. I am not a girl who flirts ) or wears cool clothes to fit in.
I took the thing off and slid back into the comfort of modesty. My mom knocked on the door. “Emily, are you okay?”
I wiped away my tears. “I’m fine.” I looked in the mirror again and saw a blond skinny girl with dorky ) glasses and a ponytail. I saw myself.
我将是第一个说我自己不是物质主义者的人。我的朋友们为我贴上了假正经的标签,我父母说我在穿衣方面比较保守和朴实。我不穿比基尼,也没有一件裙子和短裤是高过膝盖的。这是我的选择。
那么为什么,为什么我感觉如此动心?我和我的家人在塔吉特,而它就在那儿,静静地等待着。那是一条裙子,其设计独特之处在于它什么也遮不住。它是棕褐色的,看上去像是日本动漫里的某个女学生穿的那种裙子。
我看了一下我的钱包。这条裙子售价10美元。我有这么多钱。我能买得起。我想象着穿着这条裙子走进学校,我的小伙伴们惊得下巴都要掉下来的样子。男生会约我出去,我会很开心。我可以买这条裙子——不,我应该买它。
我拿给妈妈看。她很意外,但她说让我自己决定。妹妹在一旁羡慕地看着。
我走进试衣间试穿裙子。我很肯定,这条裙子将改变我,不知怎的让我不再是现在的样子,而是我希望成为的样子。我脱下牛仔裤,穿上裙子。现在是做决定的时候了。我看着镜子,那里面就是我——一个穿着超人T恤和运动鞋的令人讨厌的女孩。我的眼镜蒙上了一层雾气,因为我哭了起来。
这条裙子并没有改变我。虽然它很合身,还可能让我在当今世人眼中看起来不错,但这不是我。我不是那种为了跟别人合得来就卖俏或穿酷衣服的女孩。
我脱下裙子,重新穿上我那条朴实却舒服的牛仔裤。妈妈敲了敲门:“埃米莉,你还好吧?”
我擦掉眼泪。“我很好。”我再一次看向镜子,我看见了一个一头金发的精瘦女孩,戴着过时的眼镜,扎着一个马尾辫。我看见了自己。
文章摘自:《新东方英语·中学生》杂志2016年11月号