译文——心情小品
Mood Essay
As soon as typhoon past, it became sweltering again. Under the dazzling sunshine, I went to Xin Fu to take part in the once a week’s activity with sweat all over my body.
All impulse and heat which I got when I joined the volunteer association have passed, what left now is the sense of responsibility. Every time I got information of the children to be took care, I had already got the arrangement of the free activity in my brain and could image the scene; Every time I saw my object to be served, I could stepped to the small world just me and the child beginning with a thoughtful and groping greeting without instinctive hesitation. All seems so natural and unbending, just like everything had been ready in advance.
But unbending doesn’t means looking it down. Under the calm surface my heart is still so hot. Seeing these children’s malformed bodies, my heart would twitch again; Seeing children cry because of the hot weather, I would complain the damnable weather; Seeing children’s unhappy looks when we leave, I would feel a inexpressible sense of nothingness.
Children are going ahead slow. It’s not only their sadness but also mine. But this once a week’s visit indeed can not help them too much. Sometimes there is impulse to bring a child home for a long and lasting healing, but how could the child face the day I sent him back? And how could I face it?
Hot weather follows the gentle wind and mild rain, I am afraid this pain will be more deep and strong.
So although this idea flashed many times, it always disappeared very fast. Seeing progress made by children I am so happy; Thinking of the hard reality I felt so painful. Between enjoyment and suffering, I always told myself: Time is not enough, I should help them struggling. In children’s healing training, I tried hard to make up my guilty and comfort my unease.
My children, it’s painful in the progress of healing, please endure that! I will tell jokes and act clown to let you forget the twinge temporarily.
My children, it’s painful in the progress of healing, please endure that! Just image the scene you are running, just fancy the cheer of getting well.
My children, it’s painful in the progress of healing, please endure that! Don’t be afraid of my letting go, because we all know it clearly that “your pain is my pain, your happiness is also mine.”
God of fate is cruel, why he let you face your lives and challenge the fate when you are still so young? They have no autonomic spirit and constant attitude, they need us to give them a hand. As volunteers, our time is limit, we can not be strong backup in these children’s life road, but at least we could be their guides or crutches.
Sometimes, feeling is so weird. When I was onlooker, I thought voluntary work was very divine activities which could only be developed and maintained with great efforts; But now, all seems so natural and common just like you are fulfilling your deserved responsibility or accomplishing your incumbent job.
These children are making progress and growing up, so am I, I think!
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