摘要
我还记得6岁那年,光线填满宽敞的房间,母亲手中吸尘器的嗡嗡声从一个房间传到另一个房间。我还记得9岁那年,我常常懒洋洋地躺在长沙发上,看迪士尼卡通片,电视机放在墙上的一个内嵌空间里。我还记得12岁那年,每个房间都挂着在西班牙乡间拍摄的家人照片。我还记得14岁那年,我在偌大的房子里一点点地给地毯除尘,折叠刚刚烘干的色彩柔和的衬衫。我喜欢那栋房子。
At age 6, 1 remember the light filled openness of the house, the whir of my mother＇ s vacuum floated from room to room. At 9, I remember how I used to lounge on the couch and watch Disney cartoons on a TV implanted in a small cave in the wall.
