Unit8新视野大学英语4第二版课文及翻译.doc

Unit8 新视野大学英语 4 第二版课文及翻译 I remember the very day that I became black. Up to my thirteenth year I lived in the little Negro town of Eatonville, Florida. <P1>It is exclusively a black town. The only white people I knew passed through the town going to ing from Orlando, Florida. The native whites rode dusty horses, and the northern tourists traveled down the sandy village road in automobiles. The town knew the Southerners and never stopped chewing sugar cane when they passed. <P2>But the Northerners were something else again. They were peered at cautiously from behind curtains by the timid. <P3>The bold e outside to watch them go past and got just as much pleasure out of the tourists as the tourists got out of the village. The front deck might seem a frightening place for the rest of the town, but it was a front row seat for me. My favorite place was on top of the <1>gatepost</1>. Not only did I enjoy the show, but I didn't mind the actors knowing that I liked it. I usually spoke to them in passing. I'd wave at them and when they returned my wave, I would say a few words of greeting. Usually the automobile or the horse paused at this, and after a strange exchange of greetings, <P4>I would probably "go a piece of the way" with them, as we say in farthest Florida, and follow them down the road a bit. If one of my family happened e to the front of the house in time to see me, of cour