来源：沪江听写酷 2013-05-17 21:30
I remember I used to purchase apples and throw them to him. I would throw the apple over the fence, and he would be so happy. With my heart pounding loudly, I look directly at Roma and ask, "And did that boy say to you one day, 'Do not bring me an apple tomorrow. I am being sent to another camp'?" "Why, yes," Roma says, her voice trembling. "But how on earth could you possibly know that?" I get up from the table, embrace her, and answer, "Because I was that young boy, Roma."
我记得我常常带苹果去扔给他。我把苹果从铁丝网上扔过去，那时他会非常开心。 我的心猛地一下子剧烈地跳动起来。我凝视着她问：“是不是那个男孩有一天对你说‘明天别给我带苹果了。我将被押往另外一个集中营’？” “没错，是啊，”罗玛用颤抖的声音应道。“但你怎么会知道的？” 我从桌边站起身来，拥抱着她说：“因为我就是那个小男孩，罗玛。”