04 Not Fair!

Chapter 4. Not Fair. The young woman smiled at Jack and Annie. How did you learn to read and write? Annie asked. I taught myself, the woman answered. She wrote a poem and brought it to me, said Plato. Because I have written and told people that I think Greek girls should go to school and learn things. Is that the poem? said Jack. He pointed to the poet's scroll.

第四章 不公平 年轻女子对着杰克和安妮笑了笑。 你是怎么学会读书写字的呀？安妮问。 我自学的，女子回答道。 她写了一首诗，拿来给我看，柏拉图说。 因为我之前写过文章，也跟大家说过，我觉得希腊的女孩应该去上学学知识。 就是这首诗吗？杰克说。他指了指诗人的卷轴。

Yes, said the young woman. It's a wonderful story, said Plato, but she will get in trouble if it is red in our land. You must take it back to your far away home where it will be safe.

是的，年轻女子说。这是个很棒的故事，柏拉图说，但要是它 在我们的国家被传阅，她就会惹上大麻烦。你们必须把它带回你们遥远的家乡，那里它才会安全。

The poet handed Jack her scroll. He put it into his backpack. Tell us your name, said Annie, so we can tell people who wrote the story. The young woman shook her head. I cannot, she said. When she saw Annie's sad face, she added, You can tell people it was written by Anonymous. That's your name? asked Annie. No, Anonymous means that no one knows who wrote it, said Plato. But that's not true, said Annie. I'm afraid the risk is too great, said Plato. Annie looked back at the woman. I'm sorry, said Annie. It's not fair, not at all. The poet smiled at her. I am happy that you are happy.

诗人把她的卷轴递给杰克。杰克把它放进了自己的背包里。 告诉我们你的名字吧，安妮说，这样我们就能告诉大家这个故事是谁写的啦。 年轻女子摇了摇头。 我不能告诉你，她说。 看到安妮一脸难过的样子，她补充道， 你可以告诉大家这是「匿名者」写的。 那是你的名字吗？安妮问。 不是的，匿名的意思是没人知道是谁写的，柏拉图说。 但这不是真的呀，安妮说。 恐怕这个风险实在太大了，柏拉图说。 安妮回头看向那个女子。 我太难过了，安妮说。这太不公平了，一点都不公平。 诗人对着她笑了笑。你们开心我就很开心了。

you will take my story to your country," she said. Perhaps someday women everywhere will write books just like men." "'They will,' said Jack. I promise." The young woman looked at him puzzled. "'It's true,' said Annie. "'Thank you, Annie,' the young woman said. "'And thank you, Jack.' She bowed and hurried out of the courtyard. "'Wait,' said Annie. She started to go after the poet, but Plato stopped her. "'Come along,' he said. The games will start soon." Plato then led Jack and Annie out of the Greek house back onto the dirt road. "'Girls can't write stories,' grumbled Annie. "'They can't go to school. They can't be—'

"你们会把我的故事带到你们的国家去，"她说。 "也许有一天，各地的女性都能像男性一样写书呢。" "会的，"杰克说。 "我保证。" 年轻女子一脸疑惑地看着他。 "是真的，"安妮说。 "谢谢你，安妮，"年轻女子说。 "也谢谢你，杰克。" 她鞠了一躬，就匆匆走出了院子。 "等等，"安妮说。 她起身想去追那个诗人，但是柏拉图拦住了她。 "快走吧，"他说。 "比赛马上就要开始了。" 随后柏拉图带着杰克和安妮走出那栋希腊住宅，回到了土路上。 "女孩子不能写故事，"安妮嘟囔着。 "她们不能去上学。 "她们还不能——"

And plays? I've had enough of ancient Greece. Let's get out of here." Wait," said Jack. What about the Olympics? Oh, yeah," said Annie. Her eyes got brighter. I almost forgot. Well," said Plato slowly, I would like to take you both to the games. I have special seats in the viewing box. However, he looked at Annie. Don't tell me," she said. Girls can't go to the Olympics either. Plato shook his head. A girl would get in terrible trouble if she goes to the games, he said. Annie sighed. It's really, really not fair, she said. I'm sorry," said Plato. My country is a mess.

也不能看戏剧？我受够古希腊了。我们快离开这儿吧。" "等等，"杰克说。 奥运会怎么办呀？ "哦对哦，"安妮说。她眼睛一下子亮了起来。我都差点忘了。 "嗯，"柏拉图慢悠悠地开口， 我本来想带你们俩去看比赛的。我在观景台有专属座位。 不过，他看向安妮。 "别告诉我，"她说。女孩子也不能去看奥运会对吧。 柏拉图摇了摇头。女孩子要是去看比赛会惹上天大的麻烦的，他说。 安妮叹了口气。 这真的、真的太不公平了，她说。 "我很抱歉，"柏拉图说。我的国家现在问题很多。"

democracy. We believe in freedom for our citizens, but I'm afraid right now that only means men." Annie's right, it's not fair, said Jack. I think we should go home now. No, Jack, you go to the Olympics, said Annie. At least you can tell me about it. Take notes. What about you? Jack said. I'll go back to that play at the outdoor theater, Annie said. Meet me there when you're done. Jack didn't want to leave Annie alone, but he also didn't want to miss the Olympics. Go, have fun, Annie said. She began walking away. I'll see you later. Bye, Plato. Bye, Annie, said Plato. Annie turned back again and waved.

民主。我们信奉公民享有自由，但恐怕现在自由只属于男性。" 安妮说得对，这不公平，杰克说。我觉得我们现在该回家了。 别呀，杰克，你去看奥运会吧，安妮说。至少你可以回来讲给我听呀。记得记笔记。 那你怎么办？杰克说。 我要回露天剧场看那出戏，安妮说。 你看完了就去那儿找我。 杰克不想留安妮一个人，但他也不想错过奥运会。 去吧，好好玩，安妮说。她转身开始往前走。我们一会儿见。再见，柏拉图。 再见，安妮，柏拉图说。安妮又回过头挥了挥手。