Unit-6-The-diary-of-the-unknown-soldier课文翻译综合教程二

Unit6TheDiaryoftheUnknownSoldierThisstoryisdedicatedtoalloftheunknownsoldierswhodiedwhiletryingtoprotectthelivesoftheinnocent.NOVEMBER24,19431IthasbeenalmostsixmonthssinceIlastsawAmericansoil,myfamily,ormyhome.MyheartacheseverymomentbecauseeverywhereIlookIseepilesofrubblewherehousesusedtostandandlifelessbodiesthatoncemovedaroundwiththejoyoflifeinsidethem.ItisasifIhavestaredintodeath’seyesandseenitshatred,itscoldness.Ifitwouldhavebeensomestrangers’corpsesthatIhadseenImighthavetakenitlighter.Buttheselifelessheapsare,orusedtobe,myfriendsandcolleagues.Theyallcameherewithanairofconfidenceandeagerness,readytowin.1Whatfoolstheywere!Couldn’tthosemenseethatwhattheyreceivedwasaone-waytickettodeath,couldn’ttheyhaveopenedtheireyes!Ofcourse,Iwaslikethem,butIhavechangedmyviewssincethelastD-Day,whenourregimentwasassignedtoprotectLondon.2Todaywasrainyandcold,justlikeanyother,when,outoftheblue,Germanfighterplanesbombardedoursmall,makeshiftcamp.2AllIcouldhearwerethesoundsofbombsexploding,cripplingthosepeopleintheirway.Iwassuddenlyknockedintoatrenchandabletobeundetectedbytheplanescirclingoverhead.3Iwaslucky.3WhenIcameto,theAxisplaneshadgoneandthefewsurvivorsthatwereleftbeganscoopingupbodies.Isufferedminorheadinjuries,buttherestofmyplatoonwasn’tsofortunate.AllIcansaytodescribetheaftermathoftheexplosionsisthatitwasaseaofblood.Rightaboutthistimethoughtsofsuicideenteredmyhead,butIdecidedthatImustgoon.Imustgoonlivingthisnightmare,ifnotformyselformycountry,thenformyfamilybackhome.Iwantmychildrentohaveafather.Myfamilyhasbeensendingmemail,butIhavereceivedonlyafewletterssofar.Oh,howIwishIcouldseemydarlingdaughters!Theyareexperiencingtoughtimestoo,withthefoodshortageproblemsandall.Ihopethegardenthattheyplantedisgrowing.Mythoughtsdrifttomywifenow.4SheissodeartomethatIcan’tstopthinkingabouther.4Myjobnowisplanespotting.Itisacivilian’stask,buttherearenomorecivilianslefttodoit.ImustendthisentrynowbecauseIamtootiredtogoonwriting.AllIaskisthatIbealive5whenthisends.AlthoughI’mnotsosureI’llgetmywish.NOVEMBER29,19431IdonotrememberwhyIevercamehere.Whydoeswarhavetobethewayproblemsaresolved?Warjustcreatesmoreproblems;somethingeverysensiblepersonknows.IguessthatmeanspeoplelikeHitleraren’tsensible.NowmyK-rationsarerunninglow.Myjointsarefrozenstiffandmyammunitionhasbeenusedup.WordhasitthattheAxispowersaresendingtroopstoourlocationwithinthemonth.6Mysituationisgrimandtheoddsofwinning,orevensurviving,seemunlikely.Morebloodhasbeenshedandmybodysimplycannottakeit.7WhenIeat,sleep,andfightIhavetostareatcold,lifelesssoldiersthatlookliketheywereneveralive.IfIreturnhomeIvowtokeepthesesoldiers’memoriesalivebytellingtheirfamiliestheydiedbravelyinanefforttosavetheircountryfromturmoil.Whilethatmightnotprovidemuchtohelpthemcopewiththeirloss,itwillmakethechildrenfeelliketheirfathersmadeadifference.82AfewdaysagomyragtaggroupofsoldiersjourneyedtoasmallEuropeantownthathadbeenuntouchedbywarfare.Still,thetownspeopletookalloftheproperwar-timeprecautions.Onenight,asIperformedmyroutinewatch,Ipassedayounggirlofnomorethantwelveorthirteen,whowaswalkinghome.Icouldn’thelpthinkingaboutmytwodaughterswhenIsawher.Ifellapartinsideandbrokeintotears,wonderingyetagainifIwouldeverseemyfamily.9Iwouldgiveanythingtoseethem,evenifitwasforfiveminutes!Iamnotamanmadeforwar,noramIanadventurousperson.Idonotevenremembermyreasonforjoininginthismadness!IguessIthoughtitwassomethingthathadtobedone.AsayingIonceheardstrikesapainfulnoteinmyhead,“Evenonewaristoomany.”10Thepersonwhosaidithadavalidpoint.11NeverhaveIbeensoenragedatmyfellowmanbefore.12Humansdoerr,butthatisnoexcuseforendinginnocentlivesanddestroyingwholecountries!13Noonehasthatright.Howcanwebesoselfishandignorantastonotcareabouteachother!ThisthoughtmakesmesickerthanwhenIamstaringatheapsofbodiesstrewnoverthetatteredsoil.DECEMBER24,19431Ithinkwehaveaspyinourregimentbecausethenightmarehassurfacedagain.Our“secret”locationisbeinginvadedbyNazitroopsasIwritethisdown.Ihavehiddenmyselfinasmalltrench,mylasthopeforsurviving.Iwish,withallmysoul,thatIcouldbehomenow,inmyownbed,waitingforChristmasmorningtocome.Thechildrenwouldbetuckedintheirbeds,andmywifeandIwouldbesoundlyasleepinourroom.Iamstrugglingtocalmmyselfdown,butmyfaceiscoveredindirtandsweat,andmyheadispoundinglikemad.14IamsoclosetodeaththatIcanactuallyfeelitsfierybreathengulfingme.15TohelpkeepmefrompanickingIamthinkingofmydaughters’facesastheyopentheirpresentsonChristmasDay.Thefacesareallaglowwithdelight.Iwillalwaysremembertheirfaces,wait—Ihearfootstepscominginmydirection.Myrifleisuselesssincetherearenoshellsinit.Ifthisismylastentrythenplease,whoeverfindsthis,returnittomyfamily.OhmyGod!IcanseefrommyhidingspotthataNazisoldierisinspectingthetrench.Itisonlyamatteroftimebeforehefindsme.IhaveonelastquestionbeforeIdie.Why?AlmostnineandahalfyearsafterthelastdiaryentrywaswrittenaBritishinfantrymanfoundthesmalljournalashewasclearingawaywreckageatthedoomedbattlesite.Thenameoftheauthoristodayamysteryanditwasnotmentionedinthediary.OnlytheinitialRwasfoundinthebottomleft-handcornerofthefirstpage.Theman,whoisdubbed“