署上自己名字的东西

类别：成长

厌倦了虚无的办公室工作，作者亲手做了一把残缺却刻有自己名字的木凳。

时长 58 秒 · 语速 143 wpm

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I work in an office. 我是个坐办公室的。

At the end of each day, I've sent forty emails, 每天忙到头，发了四十封邮件，

and I couldn't show you one thing I made. 却拿不出一件真正是我做出来的东西。

So last spring, I took a woodworking class. 所以去年春天，我去报了个木工班。

Six Saturdays, in a cold garage, 连续六个周六，都在一间冷飕飕的车库里，

with an old man named Frank who had nine fingers 跟着一个叫弗兰克的老头学，他只有九根手指，

and a lot of patience. 但脾气特别好。

I built a stool. 我做了一把小板凳。

It's not a good stool. 做得很一般。

One leg is a little short. 有一条腿还稍微有点短。

Frank looked at it for a long time and said, "Well. 弗兰克盯着它看了好久，说：“嗯，

It's a stool." 好歹算是个板凳。”

That was high praise. 这对他来说已经是极高的评价了。

On the last day, he handed me a small knife. 最后一天，他递给我一把小刀。

"Sign it," he said. “签个名吧，”他说，

"Underneath. “刻在底下。

You made it. 这是你做的，

Own it." 要对它负责。”

I carved my initials into the bottom, slowly, badly. 我慢慢地、笨拙地在凳子底下刻上了我名字的首字母。

It lives in my kitchen now. 现在它就放在我家厨房里。

I sit on it every morning. 我每天早晨都坐在上面。

I've earned bigger things. 我挣到过更有出息的东西，

None of them have my name carved underneath. 但没有一样在底下刻着我的名字。