勇氣，來(lái)自愛與關(guān)懷（雙語(yǔ)）

In 1943, I was 19 years old and worked at a barbecue located about a mile from my home.

1943年(時(shí)值第二次世界大戰(zhàn))，當(dāng)時(shí)我只有19歲，在離家一英里的燒烤店工作。

It was a beautiful, warm June night, so I decided to walk home from work rather than take a bus.

那是一個(gè)美好溫暖的六月夜晚，于是我決定不坐公交車而是步行回家。

As I walked up the back porch steps, I heard a male voice: “Kiss me, or I’ll scream.”

當(dāng)我正準(zhǔn)備走上屋后門廊的臺(tái)階，聽到一個(gè)男性的聲音：“親吻我，不然我就尖叫。”

After my initial shock, I turned around to see a young soldier in an Army uniform.

一開始我感到非常害怕，等我轉(zhuǎn)過(guò)頭我看到一名身著軍裝的年輕士兵。

I kissed him softly on the cheek.

我在他的臉頰上輕輕地吻了一下。

He smiled.

他微笑了。

“Thank you,” he said, and walked off into the night.

然后他說(shuō)：“謝謝你。”接著就走入了夜幕之中。