At 12, I believed honesty was always rewarded. 
十二岁时，我以为诚实总会有回报。

One afternoon, I hit a ball through a vacant apartment’s window. 
一天下午，我不小心将球踢进了一间空公寓的窗户中。

The sound of shattering glass was followed by kids running in all directions screaming, “Run! No one will tell.” 
一声窗户玻璃碎裂的声音后，小伙伴们四下逃窜，边跑边喊：“快跑，没有人会知道的！”

I went to the manager, expecting praise for being so honest. He laughed, saying, “I’ve never had a kid snitch on themselves. Kind of dumb.” 
而我找到了大楼的经理，希望他会表扬我的诚实。他笑了，说：“我还从来没见过像你这样主动告密的蠢孩子呢。”

I didn’t understand until my mother said, “How did you feel when you told the truth? Remember that instead of what he said. Pride in yourself will always be your reward.”
我对此很是不解，这时，妈妈告诉我：“忘记他所说的，只需记住你讲真话时的感受。诚实所带来的骄傲是永恒的回报。”

 

（翻译：进击的Meredith）