阿甘正传(英文版)- 第2部分

give　me　a　big　ole　hug。　then　i　got　to　say　goodbye　to　all　the　other　nuts；　an　they　was　droolin　an

spasmoin　an　beatin　on　the　desks　with　they　fists。　an　then　i　was　gone。



mama　rode　up　in　the　front　seat　with　the　guy　an　i　set　in　back　in　between　them　goons；　jus　like

police　done　in　them　ole　movies　when　they　took　you　〃downtown。〃　cept　we　didn'；t　go　downtown。

we　went　to　the　new　highschool　they　had　built。　when　we　got　there　they　took　me　inside　to　the

principal'；s　office　an　mama　an　me　an　the　guy　went　in　wile　the　two　goons　waited　in　the　hall。　the

principal　was　an　ole　gray…haired　man　with　a　stain　on　his　tie　an　baggy　pants　who　look　like　he

coulda　e　outta　the　nut　school　hissef。　we　all　sat　down　an　he　begun　splainin　things　an　axein　me

questions；　an　i　just　nodded　my　head；　but　what　they　wanted　was　for　me　to　play　football。　that　much

i　figgered　out　on　my　own。



turns　out　the　guy　in　the　car　was　the　football　coach；　name　of　fellers。　an　that　day　i　didn'；t　go

to　no　class　or　nothin；　but　coach　fellers；　he　took　me　back　to　the　locker　room　an　one　of　the　goons

rounded　me　up　a　football　suit　with　all　them　pads　an　stuff　an　a　real　nice　plastic　helmet　with　a　thing

in　front　to　keep　my　face　from　gettin　squished　in。　the　only　thing　was；　they　couldn'；t　find　no　shoes

to　fit　me；　so'；s　i　had　to　use　my　sneakers　till　they　could　order　the　shoes。



coach　fellers　an　the　goons　got　me　dressed　up　in　the　football　suit；　an　then　they　made　me

undress　again；　an　then　do　it　all　over　again；　ten　or　twenty　times；　till　i　could　do　it　by　mysef。　one

thing　i　had　trouble　with　for　a　wile　was　that　jockstrap　thing—　cause　i　couldn'；t　see　no　real　good

reason　for　wearing　it。　well；　they　tried　splainin　it　to　me；　an　then　one　of　the　goons　says　to　the　other

that　i'；m　a　〃dummy〃　or　somethin　like　that；　an　i　guess　he　thought　i　wouldn'；t　understand　him；　but　i

did；　on　account　of　i　pay　special　attention　to　that　kind　of　shit。　not　that　it　hurt　my　feelins。　hell；　i

been　called　a　sight　worse　than　that。　but　i　took　notice　of　it；　nonetheless。



after　a　wile　a　bunch　of　kids　started　in　into　the　locker　room　an　takin　out　they　football

stuff　and　gettin　into　it。　then　we　all　went　outside　an　coach　fellers　got　everbody　together　an　he

stood　me　up　in　front　of　them　an　introduced　me。　he　was　sayin　a　bunch　of　shit　that　i　wadn'；t

followin　real　close　cause　i　was　haf　scared　to　death；　on　account　of　nobody　had　ever　introduced　me

before　to　a　bunch　of　strangers。　but　afterward　some　of　the　others　e　up　an　shook　my　hand　an

say　they　is　glad　i　am　here　an　all。　then　coach　fellers　blowed　a　whistle；　what　like　to　make　me　leap

outta　my　skin　an　everbody　started　jumpin　around　to　get　exercise。



it'；s　a　kind　of　long　story　what　all　happened　nex；　but　anyway；　i　begun　to　play　football。　coach

fellers　an　one　of　the　goons　hepped　me　out　special　since　i　didn'；t　know　how　to　play。　we　had　this

thing　where　you　sposed　to　block　people　an　they　were　tryin　to　splain　it　all；　but　when　we　tried　it　a

bunch　of　times　everbody　seemed　to　be　gettin　disgusted　cause　i　couldn'；t　remember　what　i　was

sposed　to　do。



then　they　tried　this　other　thing　they　call　the　defense；　where　they　put　three　guys　in　front　of

me　an　i　am　sposed　to　get　thru　them　an　grap　the　guy　with　the　football。　the　first　part　was　easier；

cause　i　could　just　shove　the　other　guys'；　heads　down；　but　they　were　unhappy　with　the　way　i

grapped　the　guy　with　the　ball；　an　finally　they　made　me　go　an　tackle　a　big　oak　tree　about　fifteen　or

twenty　times—　to　get　the　feel　of　it；　i　spose。　but　after　a　wile；　when　they　figgered　i　had　learnt

somethin　from　the　oak　tree；　they　put　me　back　with　the　three　guys　an　the　ball　carrier　an　then　got

mad　i　didn'；t　jump　on　him　real　vicious…like　after　i　moved　the　others　out　of　the　way。　i　took　a　lot　of

abuse　that　afternoon；　but　when　we　quit　practicin　i　went　in　to　see　coach　fellers　an　tole　him　i　didn'；t

want　to　jump　on　the　ball　guy　cause　i　was　afraid　of　hurtin　him。　coach；　he　say　that　it　wouldn'；t　hurt

him；　cause　he　was　in　his　football　suit　an　was　protected。　the　truth　is；　i　wasn'；t　so　much　afraid　of

hurtin　him　as　i　was　that　he'；d　get　mad　at　me　an　they'；d　start　chasin　me　again　if　i　wadn'；t　real　nice　to

everbody。　to　make　a　long　story　short；　it　took　me　a　wile　to　get　the　hang　of　it　all。



meantime　i　got　to　go　to　class。　in　the　nut　school；　we　really　didn'；t　have　that　much　to　do；　but



　



here　they　was　far　more　serious　about　things。　somehow；　they　had　worked　it　out　so'；s　i　had

three　homeroom　classes　where　you　jus　set　there　an　did　whatever　you　wanted；　an　then　three　other

classes　where　there　was　a　lady　who　was　teachin　me　how　to　read。　jus　the　two　of　us。　she　was　real

nice　an　pretty　and　more'；n　once　or　twice　i　had　nasty　thoughts　about　her。　miss　henderson　was　her

name。



about　the　only　class　i　liked　was　lunch；　but　i　guess　you　couldn'；t　call　that　a　class。　at　the　nut

school；　my　mama　would　fix　me　a　sambwich　an　a　cookie　an　a　piece　of　fruit—　cept　no　bananas—　an

i'；d　take　it　to　school　with　me。　but　in　this　school　they　was　a　cafeteria　with　nine　or　ten　different

things　to　eat　an　i'；d　have　trouble　makin　up　my　mind　what　i　wanted。　i　think　somebody　must　of　said

somethin；　cause　after　a　week　or　so　coach　fellers　e　up　to　me　an　say　to　just　go　ahead　an　eat　all

i　wanted　cause　it　been　〃taken　care　of。〃　hot　damn！



guess　who　should　be　in　my　homeroom　class　but　jenny　curran。　she　e　up　to　me　in　the

hall　an　say　she　remember　me　from　first　grade。　she　was　all　growed　up　now；　with　pretty　black　hair

an　she　was　long…legged　an　had　a　beautiful　face；　an　they　was　other　things　too；　i　dare　not　mention。



the　football　was　not　goin　exactly　to　the　likin　of　coach　fellers。　he　seemed　displeased　a　lot

an　was　always　shoutin　at　people。　he　shouted　at　me　too。　they　tried　to　figger　out　some　way　for　me

to　just　stay　put　an　keep　other　folks　from　grappin　our　guy　carryin　the　ball；　but　that　didn'；t　work　cept

when　they　ran　the　ball　right　up　the　middle　of　the　line。　coach　was　not　too　happy　with　my　tacklin

neither；　an　let　me　tell　you；　i　spent　a　lot　of　time　at　that　oak　tree。　but　i　just　couldn'；t　get　to　where　i

would　thow　mysef　at　the　ball　guy　like　they　wanted　me　to　do。　somethin　kep　me　from　it。



then　one　day　a　event　happen　that　changed　all　that　too。　in　the　cafeteria　i　had　started　gettin　my

food　and　goin　over　to　set　nex　to　jenny　curran。　i　wouldn'；t　say　nothin；　but　she　was　jus　bout　the

only　person　in　the　school　i　knew　halfways；　an　it　felt　good　setting　there　with　her。　most　of　the　time

she　didn'；t　pay　me　no　attention；　an　talked　with　other　people。　at　first　i'；d　been　settin　with　some　of

the　football　players；　but　they　acted　like　i　was　invisible　or　somethin。　at　least　jenny　curran　acted

like　i　was　there。　but　after　a　wile　of　this；　i　started　to　notice　this　other　guy　was　there　a　lot　too；　an　he

starts　makin　wisecracks　bout　me。　sayin　shit　like　〃how'；s　dumbo？〃　an　all。　and　this　gone　on　for　a

week　or　two；　an　i　was　sayin　nothin；　but　finally　i　says—　i　can'；t　hardly　believe　i　said　it　even　now—

but　i　says；　〃i　ain'；t　no　dumbo；〃　an　the　guy　jus　looked　at　me　an　starts　laughin。　an　jenny　curran；

she　say　to　the　guy　to　keep　quiet；　but　he　takes　a　carton　of　milk　an　pours　it　in　my　lap　an　i　jump　up

an　run　out　cause　it　scares　me。



a　day　or　so　later；　that　guy　e　up　to　me　in　the　hall　an　says　he'；s　gonna　〃get〃　me。　all　day　i

was　afraid　terribily；　an　later　that　afternoon；　when　i　was　leaving　to　go　to　the　gym；　there　he　is；　with

a　bunch　of　his　friends。　i　tried　to　go　the　other　way；　but　he　e　up　to　me　an　start　pushin　me　on　the

shoulders。　an　he'；s　sayin　all　kinds　of　bad　things；　callin　me　a　〃stupo〃　an　all；　an　then　he　hit　me　in　the

stomach。　it　didn'；t　hurt　so　much；　but　i　was　startin　to　cry　and　i　turned　an　begun　to　run；　an　heard　him

behind　me　an　the　others　was　runnin　after　me　too。　i　jus　run　as　fast　as　i　could　toward　the　gym；

across　the　practice　football　field　an　suddenly　i　seen　coach　fellers；　settin　up　in　the　bleachers

watchin　me。　the　guys　who　was　chasin　me　stop　and　go　away；　an　coach　fellers；　he　has　got　this

real　peculiar　look　on　his　face；　an　tell　me　to　get　suited　up　right　away。　a　wile　later；　he　e　in　the

locker　room　with　these　plays　drawn　on　a　piece　of　paper—　three　of　them—　an　say　for　me　to

memorize　them　best　i　can。



that　afternoon　at　the　football　practice；　he　line　everbody　up　in　two　teams　an　suddenly　the

quarterback　give　me　the　ball　an　i'；m　sposed　to　run　outside　the　right　end　of　the　line　to　the　goalpost。

when　they　all　start　chasin　me；　i　run　fast　as　i　can—　it　was　seven　or　eight　of　them　before　they　could

drag　me　down。　coach　fellers　is　mighty　happy；　jumpin　up　and　down　an　yellin　an　slappin　everbody

on　the　back。　we'；d　run　a　lot　of　races　before；　to　see　how　fast　we　could　run；　but　i　get　a　lot　faster

when　i'；m　bein　chased；　i　guess。　what　idiot　wouldn'；t？



anyway；　i　bee　a　lot　more　popular　after　that；　an　the　other　guys　on　the　team　started　bein



　



nicer　to　me。　we　had　our　first　game　an　i　was　scared　to　death；　but　they　give　me　the　ball　an　i

run　over　the　goal　line　two　or　three　times　an　people　never　been　ki