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A little boy is faced with an impossible task: trying to soften the blow of bad news.
You go your way and I'll go mine.
The messenger got off the bike in front of Mrs Rosa Sandoval's house. He went to the door and tapped on the door. He knew that someone was in the house almost immediately. He can't hear anything, but he is sure that the knock on the door has brought someone to the door. He is most eager to see who this person will be-his woman's name is Rosa Sandoval, and she is now a hot spot of murder in the world and feels it in herself. The door hasn't been open for a long time, but the way it moves on the hinge is not in a hurry. The movement of the door is like, no matter who she is, she has nothing to fear in this world. Then the door opened and there she was.
For Homer, Mexican women are beautiful. He could see that she had been patient all her life, so after many years, there was always a gentle and holy smile on her mouth. But like all people who have never received a telegram, the messenger's appearance at the front door is full of terrible hints. Homer knew that Mrs Rosa Sandoval was shocked to see him. Her first word was the first word of all surprises. She said "Oh", as if she was not thinking of a messenger, but of opening the door for someone she had known for a long time and was willing to sit down and talk. Before she spoke again, she studied Homer's eyes, and Homer knew that she knew the information was unwelcome.
"Do you have a telegram?" She said.
It's not Homer's fault. His job is to send telegrams. Even so, in his view, he is part of the whole mistake. He felt embarrassed, as if he was the only one responsible for what happened. At the same time, he wanted to say bluntly, "I'm just a messenger, Mrs. Sandoval. I'm sorry I have to send you such a telegram, but it's only because it's my job."
"Who is it for?" The Mexican woman said.
"Mrs Rosa Sandoval, G Street 1 129." Homer said. He handed the telegram to the Mexican woman, but she wouldn't touch it.
"Are you Mrs. Sandoval?" Homer said.
"Please," said the woman. "Please come in. I can't read English. I'm Mexican. I only read La Prensa from Mexico City. " She paused for a moment and watched the boy standing awkwardly as close to the door as possible, still staying in the room.
"Excuse me," she said, "what does the telegram say?"
"Mrs. Sandoval," said the messenger, "the telegram says-"
But now this woman interrupted him. "But you must open the telegram and read it to me," she said. "You haven't opened it yet."
"Yes, madam," Homer said, as if he were talking to a school teacher who had just corrected him.
He opened the telegram with nervous fingers. The Mexican woman bent down to pick up the torn envelope and tried to flatten it. As she walked, she said, "Who sent the telegram-my son Juan Domingo?"
"No, madam." Homer said. "The telegram was sent by the War Department."
"War Department?" The Mexican woman said.
"Mrs. Sandoval," Homer said quickly, "your son is dead. Maybe it's a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes, Mrs. Sandoval. Maybe it's not your son. Maybe someone else. The telegram said it was Juan Domingo. But maybe the telegram is wrong. "
Mexican women pretended not to hear.
"Oh, don't be afraid," she said. "Come on in. Come on in. I'll bring you candy. " She grabbed the boy by the arm, took him to the table in the middle of the room and sat him there.
"All boys like candy," she said. "I'll bring you candy." She went into another room and soon came back with an old chocolate candy box. She opened the box at the table and Homer saw a strange candy in it.
"Here it is," she said. "Eat this candy. All boys like candy. "
Homer took a piece of candy from the box, put it in his mouth and tried to chew it.
"You won't give me a bad telegram," she said. "You are a good boy-just like my little juanito when he was a child. Have another piece. " She asked the messenger to take another piece of candy.
Homer sat there chewing dry candy while the Mexican woman was talking. "This is our own candy," she said. "It comes from cactus. I made it for my juanito when he came home, but you ate it. You are also my child. "
Now she suddenly began to sob and control herself, as if crying was a shame. Homer wanted to get up and run away, but he knew he would stay. He even thought that he might stay for the rest of his life. He just doesn't know what else to do to make this woman less unhappy. If she asks him to replace her son, he won't be able to refuse because he doesn't know how to refuse. He stood up, as if he stood up to start correcting things that could not be corrected, and then he realized how stupid this idea was and became more embarrassed. He said over and over again in his mind, "What can I do? What the hell can I do? I am just a messenger. "
New words become soft
Verb (abbreviation of verb) (make) soft or soft; (make) moderate
tragical
A. I am very sad and unfortunate; Of or relating to tragedy; tragical
Messenger; messenger
A person employed to deliver telegrams, letters or packages.
gently
Advertising. gently
immediately
A. immediately
at once
a.
longing
A. characterized by strong interest or impression, desire and eagerness
key
key
anyone/anybody
No matter how fast. Whoever it is.
holy
A. like a saint; As sacred as a saint; divine
meaning
meaning
suggestion
transitive verb
shock
Surprise (sb).
transmit
The transitive verb takes (something). ) to its esp place. Something. It's not easy to send, send
clumsy
A. embarrassing
reliable
A. the reason for doing or becoming esp. Something. Bad (responsible)
Mexican
N & ampa. Mexican; Mexicans (humans)
expand
stretch?out
discontinue
A short pause
suspend
Stop (someone). By interrupting (someone's speech)
tense;nervous
A. neuroticism; Tense; tense;nervous
Madam
Madam (used as a direct address), madam, miss.
smooth
Make smooth or smooth. ...
department
Department; tie
promptly
Quickly, quickly; rapidly
fast
a.
Chocolate
Chocolate (sugar)
chew
Transitive verbs chew (food) with the teeth.
cactus
cactus
sob
Intransitive verbs cry with short breaths; sob
shame
Shame; A disgraced person (or thing)
unhappy
A. unhappy
hell
hell
Phrases and phrases. hear about
Understand or receive information about hearing.
Be responsible for ...
It is the cause of ... ...
Come out (with)
Speak out loud and clear.
eliminate
sleek
Control yourself
Control one's feelings
replace
Replace, replace, replace
Find the feeling
erect
again and again
Often, repeatedly, repeatedly
The proper name is Rosa Sandoval
Rosa Sandoval
Homer
Homer
Mexico City
Mexico City (the capital of Mexico)
Juan Domingo
Juan Domingo
War department
War Department (formerly known as)
Juanito
Juanito (nickname of Juan)
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