Today, for the umpteenth time, my father called me by "you
pig". Thinking that we were equals, I talked
back in the same words, with the same reason that the "pig" had done something
stupid. My father got dissed immediately. But as for me, there has been dissing
from my father ever since I knew him.
My father has always been
claiming that he has "lived more" than me, which means that he has much more
life experience. He always takes it for granted that what I will go through will
certainly be what he has gone through. When he says "you pig" to his son, who is
fresh on the traveled way of his, he is actually saying "you pig" to
himself.
That is a joy for me, and, a shame in truth.
今天是第无数次,我爸爸叫我“你个猪”。心想我们都是平等的人,我对他说了同样的话,因为这头“猪”干了蠢事。我爸爸立刻感到被羞辱了。但对我来说,自从我认得我爸爸那天起,他就一直在羞辱我。
我的爸爸一直都声称他比我“活得多”,意思就是他比我更有生活经验。他从来都理所当然认为我将要经历的就是他早已经历过的。当他对他儿子,这个才刚踏上他早已旅行过的路的人,说“你个猪”,他其实是在说“你个猪”给他自己。
那对我是个乐事,而真正地是个羞愧。