I had better explain that I was a frequent visitor to the headmaster's study, because of the latest thing I had done or left undone. As we now say, I was not integrated. I was, if anything, disintegrated. Whenever I found myself in a penal position before the headmaster's desk I would sink my head, and writhe one shoe over the other.
在这里我得向大家解释一下，由于我不是做了不该做的事情，就是该做的事情没有做，我成了校长办公室的常客。用我们现在的话说，我和周围不是很合拍，实际上，正相反，应该说我是一个出奇调皮的孩子。所以，每当我站在校长办公桌前准备受罚的时候，我就低下头，一只鞋在另一只鞋上不安地蹭来蹭去。
The headmaster would look at me and say,
这时校长就会看着我说：
"What are we going to do with you?"
“我们拿你怎么办呢？”
Well, what were they going to do with me? I would writhe my shoe some more and stare down at the worn rug.
是啊，他们打算拿我怎么办呢？这时我便更使劲地蹭鞋，低头盯着磨损了的地毯。
"Look up, boy! Can't you look up?"
“抬起头来，小家伙！你不会抬头吗？”
Then I would look up 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 light so that you could see nothing human behind them. There was no possibility of communication.
于是，我就抬起头来看那个柜子，看上面停留在永久的恐惧之中的维纳斯，和那肌肉强壮永远在阴郁中望着豹子屁股出神的男子。我对校长无话可说。他的眼镜片反光，我看不见镜片后任何有人情味的东西。我感到交流是不可能的。