美17岁华裔女孩萧靖彤凭借一篇作文，获八所常春藤盟校录取

据BBC中文网4月15日报道，凭借一篇充满真情实感的作文，出生于马来西亚的17岁美国华裔女孩萧靖彤(Cassandra Hsiao)被全部八所常春藤盟校录取，成为华人世界的热门话题。

萧靖彤的父亲是中国台湾人，母亲是马来西亚华人，五岁时移居美国。她在作文中回顾了她和母亲在美国学习英语的艰难经历。

刚到美国时，她们的英语发音不准。萧靖彤写道："在我家里，英语不是英语"，但她和家人却能毫无问题地沟通。她写道："在我家里，我们说话的方式很美。在我家里，我们的话并不'烂'，而是充满了感情。我们用词语建了一座房子……这房子有点歪，有点杂乱无章，但这是我们的家。"

这篇感人的作文吸引了全美十多所名校的注意。萧靖彤已经收到了哈佛、普林斯顿、耶鲁等全部八所"常春藤盟校"的录取通知书，斯坦福、纽约大学等也录取了她。

萧靖彤还未决定去哪所大学。她将在下几个星期内访问各大名校，看哪所最适合自己。

在接受BBC记者专访时，萧靖彤说："身份认同感和归属感是最能让人产生共鸣的东西。我想和他人分享我家庭生活的一个侧面，我和母亲的感情和我们俩的经历。"

尽管五岁就离开马来西亚，但她对家乡仍有美好的记忆。"我想念马来西亚，经常会想起我出生的地方。小时候，我喜欢放风筝、逛市场，还喜欢放鞭炮。我呀呀学语的时候，中文、马来语和英文混在一起说。"

萧靖彤感谢母亲对自己的教育。她说："我妈妈是一个我可以学习的榜样。她让我脚踏实地，教我不仅要敢于梦想，还要通过实干来使梦想成真。"

萧靖彤的母亲充满了自豪："当我们打开她的大学录取信时，我和靖彤都哭了。她表现了她的成熟和智慧，不仅在学习方面，还有她待人处事的方式上。"

 

那么，萧靖彤究竟写了些什么呢？

不如我们一起来欣赏一下这篇文章吧

In our house, English is not English. Not in the phonetic sense, like short a is for apple, but rather in the pronunciation – in our house, snake is snack. Words do not roll off our tongues correctly – yet I, who was pulled out of class to meet with language specialists, and my mother from Malaysia, who pronounces film as flim, understand each other perfectly.

在我们家，英语不是英语，这不是从语音学意义上来说的（比如a代表apple），而是指发音上的。在我们家，“snake”（蛇）会被读成“snack”（小吃）。我们无法让英语单词正确地脱口而出。我在班里常被揪出来让语言专家纠正发音。我那来自马来西亚的妈妈，总是把“film”说成“flim”。但是我们完全能听得懂对方。

In our house, there is no difference between cast and cash, which was why at a church retreat, people made fun of me for “cashing out demons.” I did not realize the glaring difference between the two Englishes until my teacher corrected my pronunciations of hammock, ladle, and siphon. Classmates laughed because I pronounce accept as except, success as sussess. I was in the Creative Writing conservatory, and yet words failed me when I needed them most.

在我们家，“cast”（抛掷）和“cash”（现金）没有分别，这就是为什么在教会退休会，人们常常取笑我说的“cashing out demons”（本应为“casting out demons”，赶鬼）。我一直没有意识到这两个英语单词之间的差异，直到老师纠正了我的hammock、ladle、和siphon的发音，才恍然大悟。同学们笑我，因为我将accept（接受）读成except（除外），将success读成sussess。尽管我参加了创意写作，但常常词不达意。

Suddenly, understanding flower is flour wasn’t enough. I rejected the English that had never seemed broken before, a language that had raised me and taught me everything I knew. Everybody else’s parents spoke with accents smarting of Ph.D.s and university teaching positions. So why couldn’t mine?

突然，我明白了，只懂得“flower”和“flour”发音相同是不够的。我开始逐渐摆脱那些伴随着我长大的、教会了我一切的英语，既然其他人的父母都能说一口博士、大学教授般的流利英语，为什么我的父母不能呢？

My mother spread her sunbaked hands and said, “This is where I came from,” spinning a tale with the English she had taught herself.

我的母亲摊开她那双饱经日晒的双手说：“我就是从这儿来的”，接着用自学的英语讲了一个故事。

When my mother moved from her village to a town in Malaysia, she had to learn a brand new language in middle school: English. In a time when humiliation was encouraged, my mother was defenseless against the cruel words spewing from the teacher, who criticized her paper in front of the class. When she began to cry, the class president stood up and said, “That’s enough.”

当我母亲还在马来西亚的时候，她从一个小村庄搬到了城镇，在读初中的她不得不学一门全新的语言：英语。当时很多人以羞辱别人为乐，她只能无力地忍受着老师当着全班的面，用残酷的语言批评她的作文。当她开始哭泣时，班长站起来说“够了”。

“Be like that class president,” my mother said with tears in her eyes. The class president took her under her wing and patiently mended my mother’s strands of language. “She stood up for the weak and used her words to fight back.”

妈妈含着泪说：“要像那个班长一样”。班长处处护着她，还耐心纠正她的语言。“她为弱者挺身而出，用自己的语言反抗。”

 

萧靖彤和妈妈

We were both crying now. My mother asked me to teach her proper English so old white ladies at Target wouldn’t laugh at her pronunciation. It has not been easy. There is a measure of guilt when I sew her letters together. Long vowels, double consonants — I am still learning myself. Sometimes I let the brokenness slide to spare her pride but perhaps I have hurt her more to spare mine.

我们母女两都哭了。母亲要我教她正确的英语，这样Target商场的白人老太太就不会嘲笑她的发音了。这并不容易。当我把她的话拼缀在一起时，会有一种歉疚感。长元音、双辅音，其实这些我自己也仍在学习。有时，她说得不好，我也装作不知道，以免挫败她的自尊心，但这样反而让她受到了更多伤害。

As my mother’s vocabulary began to grow, I mended my own English. Through performing poetry in front of 3000 at my school’s Season Finale event, interviewing people from all walks of life, and writing stories for the stage, I stand against ignorance and become a voice for the homeless, the refugees, the ignored.

随着妈妈英语词汇量不断增加，我的英语也在不断进步。我在学校期末活动中在3000多人面前朗诵诗歌，还采访了各界人士、写舞台剧，我以此挺身对抗无知，为无家可归者、难民和弱势群体发声。

With my words I fight against jeers pelted at an old Asian street performer on a New York subway. My mother’s eyes are reflected in underprivileged ESL children who have so many stories to tell but do not know how. I fill them with words as they take needle and thread to make a tapestry.

我用自己的语言回击那些嘲笑纽约地铁里卖艺的亚裔老人的声音。从那些弱势的、母语非英语的孩子们身上，我仿佛看见了自己的母亲。他们有很多故事要讲，却不知道如何去讲。我教他们说英语，同时，他们能够自己穿针引线把故事编织出来。

In our house, there is beauty in the way we speak to each other. In our house, language is not broken but rather bursting with emotion. We have built a house out of words. There are friendly snakes in the cupboard and snacks in the tank. It is a crooked house. It is a little messy. But this is where we have made our home.

在我的家里，家人之间说话的方式自有其美好之处。在我的家里，我们的语言与其说是“破碎的”，不如说是满溢着感情。我们用自己的语言搭建起一座房子。在这个房子里，壁橱里有不伤人的“snake”，水池里却有“snack”。这个家有些另类，有些乱，但正因如此，这才是我们的家。