@翻了个译，MTI专业辅导@翻了个译，MTI专业辅导AndthatSelfishGiantagaintoldmehisstory,howhehadfeltbetrayedbythekidssneakingintohisgarden,howhehadbuiltthishighwall,anditdidkeepthechildrenout,butagreywinterfelloverhisgardenandjuststayedandstayed.Witheachrereading,Ilearnedsomethingnewaboutthehardstonesoftheroadsthatthekidswereforcedtoplayonwhentheygotexpelledfromthegarden,aboutthegentlenessofasmallboythatappearedoneday,andevenabouttheGianthimself.Maybehiswordsweren'tragefulafterall.Maybetheywereapleaforempathy,forunderstanding."Myowngardenismyowngarden."Yearslater,IwouldlearnofawriternamedJohnGardnerwhoreferredtothisasthe"fictivedream,"orthe"dreamoffiction,"andIwouldrealizethatthiswaswhereIwasinsidethatbook,spendingtimewiththecharactersandtheworldthattheauthorhadcreatedandinvitedmeinto.Asachild,Iknewthatstoriesweremeanttobesavored,thatstorieswantedtobeslow,andthatsomeauthorhadspentmonths,maybeyears,writingthem.Andmyjobasthereader--especiallyasthereaderwhowantedtoonedaybecomeawriter--wastorespectthatnarrative.Longbeforetherewascableortheinternetoreventhetelephone,therewerepeoplesharingideasandinformationandmemorythroughstory.It'soneofourearliestformsofconnectivetechnology.ItwasthestoryofsomethingbetterdowntheNilethatsenttheEgyptiansmovingalongit,thestoryofabetterwaytopreservethedeadthatbroughtKingTut'sremainsintothe21stcentury.Andmorethantwomillionyearsago,whenthefirsthumansbeganmakingtoolsfromstone,someonemusthavesaid,"Whatif?"Andsomeoneelserememberedthestory.Andwhethertheytolditthroughwordsorgesturesordrawings,itwaspasseddown;remembered:hitahammerandhearitsstory.
