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Thinking as a Hobby
by William Golding
While I was still a boy, I came to the conclusion that there were three grades of thinking; and since I was later to claim thinking as my hobby, I came to an even stranger见风使舵的意思 conclusion - namely, that I mylf could not think at all.
I must have been an unsatisfactory child for grownups to deal with. I remember how incomprehensible they appeared to me at first, but not, of cour, how I appeared to them. It was the headmaster of my grammar school who first brought the subject of thinking before me - though neither in the way, nor with the result he intended. He had some statuettes in his study. They stood on a high cupboard behind his desk. One was a lady紧张的近义词是什么 wearing nothing but a bath towel. She emed frozen in an eternal pa
土方合同nic lest the bath towel slip down any farther, and since she had no arms, she was in an unfortunate position to pull the towel up again. Next to her, crouched the statuette of a leopard, ready to spring down at the top drawer of a filing cabinet labeled A-AH. My innocence interpreted this as the victim's last, despairing cry. Beyond the leopard was a naked, muscular gentleman, who sat, looking down, with his chin on his fist and his elbow on his knee. He emed utterly mirable.
Some time later, I learned about the statuettes. The headmaster had placed them where they would face delinquent children, becau they symbolized to him to whole of life. The naked lady was the Venus of Milo. She was Love. She was not worried about the towel. She was just busy being beautiful. The leopard was Nature, and he was being natural. The naked, muscular gentleman was not mirable. He was Rodin's Thinker, an image of pure thought. It is easy to buy small plaster models of what you think life is like.
I had better explain that I was a frequent visitor to the headmaster's study, becau
of the latest thing I had done or left undone. As we now say, I was not integrated. I was, if anything, disintegrated; and I was puzzled. Grownups never made n. Whenever I found mylf in a penal position before the headmaster's desk, with the statuettes 冰球英文英语阅读短文glimmering whitely above him, I would sink my head, clasp my hands behind my back, and writhe one shoe over the other.
The headmaster would look opaquely at me
through flashing spectacles. "What are we going to do with you?"
Well, what were they going to do with me? I would writhe my shoe some more and stare down at the worn rug.
"Look up, boy! Can't you look up?"
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Then I would look at the cupboard, where the naked lady was frozen in her panic and the muscular gentleman contemplated the hindquarters of the leopard in endless gloom. I had nothing to say to the headmaster. His spectacles caught the li
ght so that you could e nothing human behind them. There was no possibility of communication.
"Don't you ever think at all?"
No, I didn't think, wasn't thinking, couldn't think - I was simply waiting in anguish for the interview to stop.
"Then you'd better learn - hadn't you?"
On one occasion the headmaster leaped to his feet, reached up and plonked Rodin's祝宝宝生日快乐 masterpiece on the desk before me.
