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一瞬间,我已七十九岁高龄了(2004年5月),一切好像都在昨天发生似的……1949年9月,当我跨入这座米黄色高墙和朱红色屋顶的校园时,一群天真活泼的女孩子们伸着脖子,在二楼教室窗口观望,她们以极大的好奇心等待着我的到来。她们预想由军管会教育局派来的教师,一定是身穿军装。头戴军帽,脚踏草鞋的女八路。出乎意料,来的却是一位刚跨出原圣约翰大学校门口的年轻教师,身穿一件细小浅绿色的旗袍,脚踏白皮鞋,头上没有军帽,还是一头烫发。她们中有的同学竟不约而同地大叫起来:“诶呀,怎么搞的?”我,就在这“诶呀”声中走进了她们的生活,走进她们的内心世界。我成为了圣玛利亚女中的一名教师。
For the moment, I was seventy-nine years old (May 2004) and it all seemed to have happened yesterday ... In September 1949, when I stepped into the campus with the beige walls and vermilion roofs A group of naive and lively girls stretched their necks and watched on the second floor classroom window, waiting for my arrival with great curiosity. They envision teachers sent by the Bureau of Education, the military administration, and must be wearing military uniform. Nervion wearing a military hat, straw sandals. Unexpectedly, came a young teacher who just stepped out of the entrance of the former St. John’s University. She wore a light beige cheongsam, white shoes, no military cap on her head, or a permanent wave. Some of them actually spontaneously shouted: “Oh, how to do?” “I, in this ” Baba "sound into their lives, into their inner world. I became a teacher of Santa Maria woman.