Chapter 6 Chapter Five Annie's Life

As soon as they were on the road, Anne started talking again. "Ah, I've been looking forward to traveling for a long time. From my experience, if I make up my mind, I feel happier. Of course, I can't do without making up my mind. During the trip, I try not to think about going back to the orphanage." I just pretended to be traveling. "Ah! Look, there is an early-blooming briar there, what a beautiful flower! If I were that rose, how beautiful it would be. It is said that the red of the rose is the most beautiful color in the world." , but I only like pink, but I can't wear pink clothes, red hair and pink don't match, and fantasy is useless.

"Have you ever heard of someone who had red hair when he was a child, and it turned into another color when he grew up?" "I've never heard of it. Judging from your current hair, it will be difficult to change your color in the future." Marilla replied coldly. Anne sighed in disappointment, "Well, with that said, another hope has been dashed. My life is a 'graveyard of buried hopes'. I read that in a book once. If I When you encounter something frustrating, read it to yourself and comfort yourself. I almost regard myself as the protagonist in a novel, isn’t this very romantic? Shall we pass by the ‘Bibo Lake’ today?”

"If the 'blue lake' you mean is Barry's pond, we're not going to go there today, we're going to go along Shore Street today." "Really, is it Coastal Street? That's great!" Anne couldn't help saying, "Is it as beautiful as its name? When I heard the name 'Coastal Street', it seemed that all the beautiful scenery in the world suddenly disappeared. The son appeared in front of my eyes. White Sander is also a beautiful name, but I like the name Yabanli more. Yabanli, it sounds beautiful, like music. White Sander is also somewhat That means, right?"

"There are still five miles to go, and there is always a lot of talking and talking along the way. Can you talk about something real and talk about yourself." "Me? Is it my business? There's no need to talk about it. The life I imagined is more interesting than it." Annie leaned out her body and said. "No, I don't want to hear what you're imagining. Let's talk about reality. Let's start from the beginning. Where were you born? How old are you?" Annie sighed softly, and honestly talked about her life experience. "I'm going to be 11 this March. I was born in Bollinger Broke. My father's name is Walter Jerry, a local high school teacher. My mother's name is Bartha Jerry. My parents have nice names. I'm also very proud."

"Let's go on, whatever the name is." Marilla urged. "My mother is also a teacher in that high school. Since she married my father, she has been fired from the school. It is very difficult to rely on my father to work and make a living. According to Aunt Thomas, the two have always lived in poverty. My family In a small, narrow house in the local area. I've never seen that house, but I've imagined it countless times. Must have honeysuckle blooming by the living room window. Lilacs in the front yard, fence There is Junyingcao growing in the door. Well, and there were muslin curtains on the windows... "I was born in that house. Aunt Thomas said she had never seen a baby as ugly as me, so small and thin. It was just My eyes are watery, and I’m still kind of god. However, in my mother’s eyes, I’m still the cutest. Unfortunately, my mother didn’t live long. When I was only three months old, my mother died of illness How wonderful it would be if she could live long enough to call me 'Mom'! How happy it would be to call 'Mom'! My father also contracted the same disease, and died on the fourth day after my mother died. left me.

"I'm an orphan, what to do? Neighbors left and right helpless, Aunt Thomas said, people don't want me, it seems that this is my fate. Parents dead, no relatives. In the end, still poor, there is an alcoholic My husband's Aunt Thomas kindly adopted me. I was brought up by my aunt. She wanted me to be a good child, and although I was brought up by her, she still scolded me severely if I did anything wrong. "Soon the Thomas family moved from Bollinger Broke to Mealis Bill. I lived with her until I was eight years old. I took care of my aunt's four children. They were all younger than me, and it was hard to look after them. What a hassle.

"Later, Uncle Thomas was crushed to death by a train. There was no way. Uncle's mother took in the aunt and the child, but I was excluded. Where should I go? Even Aunt Thomas couldn't help it. "Later, Aunt Harmond in the upper reaches took me in because of my ability to watch children. In this way, I went upstream again and came to Aunt Harmond's house surrounded by tree stumps. It was very lonely there, if Without imagination, I'm completely screwed. "Uncle Harmond owned a small sawmill. My aunt had eight children, including three pairs of twins. I like babies very much, but Aunt Harmond gave birth to three sets of twins in a row. Not a little too much. When the last pair was born, I explicitly warned my aunt that if this went on, even I would be worn out.

"I lived with my aunt in Hammond for two years. Then my uncle passed away, and my aunt's family was separated. The children were sent to relatives' homes. My aunt went to the United States alone. I still had no one to ask for, and finally had to enter orphanage. "The orphanage didn't welcome me. There were already many orphans, and it was even more difficult to adopt another one. But I had no other place to go, so I had to stay there until Aunt Svensa came to pick me up, and I lived there for the rest of my life." Four months." After speaking, Annie let out a sigh of relief.

"Did you go to school?" Marilla asked.At the same time, he drove the carriage straight to Coast Street. "I didn't go to school very seriously. I went to school for a few days in the last year of Aunt Thomas' house. After arriving at Harmond's house, because it was too far away from school, there was summer vacation in summer, and only spring and autumn could go to school. But in Of course there is reading in the orphanage. I can read a lot and I can recite a lot of poems. For example, "The Battle of Hohenlinden"[note], "Edinburgh after Verodan"[note], "The Rhine Bingen, "Beauty on the Lake"[Note], etc., I can recite proficiently. I also know most of James Tom's "Four Seasons".

There is a lesson in the fifth grade textbook called "The Fall of Poland", which makes people shudder to read.Of course, I am a fourth-grade student, so I don’t need fifth-grade textbooks, but my older sisters often lend them to me. " "How are Mrs. Thomas and Mrs. Harmond treating you?" Marilla asked, squinting at Anne. "How should I put it, um..." Annie hesitated, her face suddenly turned red, and sweat dripped from her forehead.She looked embarrassed and embarrassed. "Well, let's put it this way. They've been very kind to me, and try to be as gentle and warm as possible. Do you understand that feeling? I don't mind if they're not always like that. They have their troubles too." Yeah. The previous one had a drunken husband, so it must have been tough.

The latter gave birth to three sets of twins and had even worse times.But I have always understood them and thought they were all kind-hearted women. " Having said that, Marilla didn't ask any more questions. Looking at Annie who was enjoying the beautiful scenery of Coastal Street, Marilla drove the carriage absently and fell into deep thought.Suddenly, a pity welled up. This child has been living an orphan's life, longing for the warmth and love of the family strongly, but no one can take her in and take care of her.People just work hard and live a life of hardship and poverty. Marilla has already understood the implication of Annie's words, and she also has insight into Annie's true mood at this time. Once she has her own home, she is so happy.jump for joy.Isn't it a bit too heartless and cruel to send her back to the orphanage at this time.What would happen to Marshall after the boy had been sent away?Marshall had been so enthusiastic about adopting the child.Anne was indeed a very nice, lovely child. Of course, the child's mouth is broken a bit, but this can be corrected gradually through education. Being able to talk and love talking does not in itself say anything about her character, and she has no faux pas.Anne would be a polite and refined person.Because her parents must be well-behaved people. The sea breeze from the bay beats the low, dense fir trees on the right side of Shore Street.On the left side of the street is a cliff of red sandstone, and in some places, the road almost touches the cliff.If the horse driving the carriage was not an experienced adult horse, it might make the rider feel sweaty. Below the cliff is a cobblestone beach formed by the beating and washing of waves.Further inside, there is a jewel-like silver sand beach.As far as the eye can see, it is a wave of undulating blue sea.On the surface of the sea, seagulls with the tip of their wings reflected silver by the sun are flying around. Annie, who had been silent all this time, broke the silence with wide eyes: "The sea is beautiful! When I was in Mealis Bill, Uncle Thomas once hired an express carriage and took us to ten I spent a whole day at the beach, miles away. I had a great time, even though I had to look after the children. After that, I dreamed about that trip several times. "It's even more beautiful here than Meyer Lisbeer, though. Look, how wonderful the seagulls are! Don't you want to be a seagull and fly free? I'd love to try it. The seagulls come out every day as soon as the sun rises." , flying on the sea all day, swooping down to the water for a while, and flying to the sky for a while. How romantic! I don’t return to my nest until night. "Ah, where is that big house at the front?" "Oh, that's the White Sand Hotel, which is run by Mr. Carker. It's not the peak tourist season yet, and Americans will flock here in summer. The seaside here is really great, it can be said to be world-class of." "I'm thinking about what will happen after Aunt Svensa's place." Anne said sadly, "It's fine if you don't get there, but once you get there, it's all over."