angela每次上课拎两个包,一个女士手提包,一个公文包,前者不知道装着什么,后者装着别针别得像家谱目录一样的母文件、子文件、子子文件、子子子……
她每节课会从公文包里掏出这些文件,整齐地铺在桌上,左边那一叠是上午讨论纪录片理论用的,中间那一叠是下午讨论例片用的,右边那一叠是课后的阅读材料。
早9:25分,angela走进教室。"What time is it now?"
"Around 9:25." 我看了看教室墙上挂着的钟。
"I know it's not 9:30 yet. But the taxi driver argued it's 9:30."
"Oh, those taxi drivers always want to do business fast. They are always pushy." Sokol said, “Should we go now?”
"No, let's wait till 9:30."
时钟指向9:30,我终于看到angela从手提包里掏出一个皮夹,又从皮夹里掏出一张20镑的钞票。“It's time to go to the facility house.”
出租车把我们载倒了目的地。angela走进了接待室,不一会儿走了出来。"I'm sorry. I mixed up. We need to come back next week." 她说话的语调平静得像bute河的河面。
"what's happened?"
"It's not today. I didn't check my notebook. We are supposed to come next week."
2010年3月9日星期二
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