有一位我曾经很熟悉的老妇人,现在已经记不起她的姓名了,她原本是我在威斯康星州的迈阿密送报纸的时候认识的一位客户。那是1954年的岁末,那一年我12岁。虽然已经隔了这么多年,她曾经给我上的一堂宽恕他人的课还像是昨天刚刚发生过的一样,我只希望有一天我能把它传授给其他什么人。那件事发生在一个风和日丽的午后。那天,我正和一个朋友躲在那位老妇人家的后院里朝她的房顶上扔石头。我们饶有兴味地注视着 An old lady whom I used to know, now I can not remember her name, was a client I met when I was delivering a newspaper in Miami, Wisconsin. It was the end of 1954, when I was 12 years old. Although it has been years since, she had given me a lesson of forgiving others as it happened yesterday, and I only hope that one day I can pass it on to someone else. That happened on a sunny afternoon. That day, I was hiding in the backyard of an elderly woman’s home with a friend and stoning her roof. We watched with great interest