英语翻译Frankbegan to tell us of his childhood."I grew up in San

英语翻译
Frankbegan to tell us of his childhood."I grew up in San Pedro.My Dad was a fisherman,and he loved the sea.He had his own boat,but it was hard making a living on the sea.He worked hard and would stay out until he caught enough to feed the family.Not just enough for our family,but also for his Mom and Dad and the other kids that were still at home."
He looked at us and said,"I wish you could have met my Dad.He was a big man,and he was strong from pulling the nets and fighting the seas for his catch.When you got close to him,he smelled like the ocean.He would wear his old canvas,foul-weather coat and his bibbed overalls.His rain hat would be pulled down over his brow.No matter how much my Mother washed them,they would still smell of the sea and of fish."
Frank's voice dropped a bit."When the weather was bad he would drive me to school.He had this old truck that he used in his fishing business.That truck was older than he was.It would wheeze and rattle down the road.You could hear it coming for blocks.As he would drive toward the school,I would shrink down into the seat hoping to disappear.Half the time,he would slam to a stop and the old truck would belch a cloud of smoke.He would pull right up in front,and it seemed like everybody would be standing around and watching.Then he would lean over and give me a big kiss on the cheek and tell me to be a good boy.It was so embarrassing for me.Here,I was twelve years old,and my Dad would lean over and kiss me goodbye!"
He paused and then went on,"I remember the day I decided I was too old for a goodbye kiss.When we got to the school and came to a stop,he had his usual big smile.He started to lean toward me,but I put my hand up and said,'No,Dad.'
It was the first time I had ever talked to him that way,and he had this surprised look on his face.
I said,'Dad,I'm too old for a goodbye kiss.I'm too old for any kind of kiss.'
My Dad looked at me for the longest time,and his eyes started to tear up.I had never seen him cry.He turned and looked out the windshield.'You're right,' he said.'You are a big boy.a man.I won't kiss you anymore.'"
Frank got a funny look on his face,and the tears began to well up in his eyes,as he spoke."It wasn't long after that when my Dad went to sea and never came back.It was a day when most of the fleet stayed in,but not Dad.He had a big family to feed.They found his boat adrift with its nets half in and half out.He must have gotten into a gale and was trying to save the nets and the floats."
I looked at Frank and saw that tears were running down his cheeks.Frank spoke again."Guys,you don't know what I would give to have my Dad give me just one more kiss on the cheek.to feel his rough old face.to smell the ocean on him.to feel his arm around my neck.I wish I had been a man then.If I had been a man,I would never have told my Dad I was too old for a goodbye kiss
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弗兰克开始给我们讲他的童年.“我在圣佩德罗长大.我父亲是一个渔民,他非常喜欢大海.父亲有自己的渔船,但是在海上谋生不是那么容易的.他很努力地工作,直到打到足够的鱼以维持生计他才会回来.不仅仅足够我们家吃,而且足够他的父母亲和其他还呆在家的孩子们吃.”
弗兰克看着我们说,“我希望你们能见过我父亲.他是个高大的男人,并且他很强壮,能拉起大大的渔网并为了他捕到鱼和大海相抗争.当你和他离得很近时,可以闻到他身上像大海一样的气息.他穿着他那旧帆布制的抵御恶劣天气的外套和他的散发酒味的工作服.他的雨帽悬在他的眉毛上方.不论我母亲如何用力地帮他清洗衣服,他们仍然散发着大海和鱼的味道.”
弗兰克的声音低了下来,“当天气不好的时候父亲会开车送我去学校.他有辆用来运鱼的老式卡车.那辆卡车的岁数甚至比他都大,会发出呼哧呼哧的声音然后沿路开下去.当开过障碍物时你能清楚地听到那种声音.当他开车驶向学校时,我会缩在椅子里,希望自己马上消失不见.车开到一半时,父亲会突然停下来,老卡车就会喷出一团黑烟.他在前面路边靠右停下来,好像所有人都会在旁边驻足观看.然后父亲会倾身给我一个大大的吻并告诉我要乖一点.这令我那么尴尬.这时,我12岁,父亲会倾身给我一个临别吻.”
弗兰克停了一会才接着说,“我记得那正是我觉得我长大了,不再需要临别吻了的一天.当我们到达学校时,他脸上一如往常地挂着大大的微笑.他正要倾身靠近我时,我举起手说,‘爸爸,不要.’这是我第一次这么和他说话,他露出吃惊的表情.我说‘爸爸,我已经长大了,不需要临别吻了.我长大了,不再需要任何形式的吻了.’父亲盯着我看了很久,有史以来第一次看得那样长久,他的眼睛里开始又泪光闪烁.我从未见过他哭.他转过头透过挡风玻璃看向窗外.‘你说得对’,他说,‘你是个大男孩……男子汉了.我不会再亲你了.’”
弗兰克的表情有些奇怪,眼泪开始在他的眼眶里打转,像是快要溢出来了,这时他说,“不久之后,我的父亲出海去了,再也没有回来.那天大多数船只停泊在港口,这里面没有父亲.他有一大家子人要养活.他们发现他的渔船漂流着,渔网一半在船里一半漂在外面.他准是遭遇了狂风努力挽救他的渔网和渔船.”
• 我看着弗兰克,眼泪从他的眼眶溢了出来顺着脸颊流下.弗兰克又说,“孩子们,你们不知道我会为了让我爸爸再在我脸颊上亲一次,而付出什么……去感受他粗糙的脸……闻他身上海洋的味道……感觉他的手臂抱着我的脖子.我希望那时我是一个男人,我将永远不告诉我父亲我太大了,不需要吻别了.
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