When I was ready to join the school orchestra, I trembled with excitement.
当我预备好了要加入学校的管弦乐团，我兴奋得发抖。
I sat in the third row of violins and wore my white orchestra jacket like a royal robe.
我坐在小提琴的第三排，穿著白色管弦乐团夹克，像是穿著皇室的长袍。
My heart beat wildly at my first public performance, a school operetta.
在第一次学校小歌剧的公开表演时，我的心疯狂地跳着。
The auditorium filled to capacity and the audience buzzed while we softly tuned our instruments.
音乐厅挤得满满的。在我们轻柔地为乐器调音时，听众发出了轻轻的吵杂声。
Then the spotlight centered on us, and a hush fell as we started to play.
然后聚光灯集中在我们身上，我们开始演奏时，一片寂静。
I felt sure everyone in the audience was watching me.
我确信听众中的每个人都在注视着我。
Daddy and Mother smiled proudly at their little girl who held her cherished violin for the whole world to admire.
爸爸和妈妈得意地对着他们的小女儿微笑，因为她拿着心中所珍惜的小提琴让全世界的人来赞美。
The years seemed to run more swiftly then.
那几年似乎过得更快。
And by the time my sisters graduated, I found myself in the first-violin chair.
到了我姊姊毕业时，我发现我在第一小提琴手的位置了。
Two years later, I graduated.
两年后，我毕业了。
I packed my cherished violin in its case and stepped into the grown-up world.
我把我心中珍惜的小提琴收拾在盒子里，而且踏进成人的世界。
Nurse's training, marriage, working in the hospital, rearing four daughters filled my years.
护士的训练、结婚、医院里的工作、养育四个小孩占了我好几年的时间。
More years passed.
又几年过去了。
My violin made every move with us, and I carefully stored it away when we unpacked -- briefly remembering how
 much I still loved it and promising myself to play it soon.
我的小提琴跟着我们搬来搬去。当我们开箱取物，我都会小心地把它储藏起来 -- 简短地记住我仍旧何等地爱它以及答应自己
不久要演奏它。
None of my children cared about the violin.
我的小孩没有一个关心这把小提琴。
Later, one by one, they married and left home ...
以后，他们一个一个地结婚离开家了…
Now here I was with the newspaper want ads.
现在我手边有报纸上的征求广告。
I forced my thoughts to the present and read again the ad that had transported me back to childhood memories.
我把思想强拉到现在，而且再读一下带我回忆儿时的那则广告。

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