双语畅销书《我是马拉拉》第15章:离开河谷(12)

I did an interview with a radio station called Power 99.

我接受了一个名为“力量99”的电台的访问。

They liked it very much and told us they had a guesthouse in Abbottabad where we could all go.

他们很喜欢那集的内容，同时告诉我们，他们在阿巴塔巴德有一间招待所，我们一家人如果愿意的话，可以过去住。

We stayed there for a week and to my joy I heard Moniba was also in Abbottabad, as was one of our teachers and another friend.

我们在那里住了一个星期。令我很开心的是，我听说莫妮巴也在阿巴塔巴德，还有我们的另一位老师和朋友也在这儿。

Moniba and I had not spoken since our fight on the last day before becoming IDPs.

我和莫妮巴从最后一天上学吵架了之后就没有说过话。

We arranged to meet in a park, and I brought her Pepsi and biscuits.

我们约好在公园相见，我带了百事可乐和饼干给她。

'It was all your fault,' she told me. I agreed. I didn't mind; I just wanted to be friends.

“那都是你的错。”她告诉我。我同意她的说法。而且我一点都不介意，我只是还想和她是朋友。

Our week at the guesthouse soon ended and we went to Haripur, where one of my aunts lived.

在招待所的一周很快就结束了，我们转往赫里布尔，我有一个姑姑住在那里。

It was our fourth city in two months.

这是我们两个月以来换的第四座城市。

I knew we were better off than those who lived in the camps, queuing for food and water for hours under the hot sun, but I missed my valley.

我知道，跟那些住在难民营的人比起来，我们的生活要好得多。为了领取食物和饮用水，他们得在大太阳底下排队等待好几个小时。但是，我想念我的河谷。

It was there I spent my twelfth birthday. Nobody remembered. Even my father forgot, he was so busy hopping about.

在赫里布尔我度过了12岁的生日。没有人记得，就连我的父亲都忘了，他成天忙着东奔西跑。

I was upset and recalled how different my eleventh birthday had been.

我很难过，回想起11岁生日庆祝会的情景：

I had shared a cake with my friends.

我和朋友们共享一个蛋糕，

There were balloons and I had made the same wish I was making on my twelfth birthday, but this time there was no cake and there were no candles to blow out.

生日会上还有气球，我许下了一个和我11岁生日一样的愿望。但这次既没有蛋糕，也没有蜡烛等着我吹熄。

Once again I wished for peace in our valley.

又一次，我希望和平能够降临到我们的河谷。