El Nino al Que se le Murio el Amigo
1.24.07
El Nino al Que se le murio el Amigo
por Ana Maria Matute
Una manana se levanto y fue a buscar al amigo, al otro lado de la valla. Pero el amigo no estaba, y, cuando volvio, le dijo la madre: "El amigo se murio. NIno, no pienses mas en el y busca otros para jugar." El nino se sento en el quicio de la puerta, con la cara entre las mano y los codos en las rodillas. "El volvera," penso. Porque no podia ser que alli estuviesen las canica, el camion y la pistola de hojalata, y el reloj a quel que ya no andaba, y el amigo no viniese a buscarlos.
Vino la noche, con una estrella muy grande, y el nino no queria entrar a cenar. "Entra nino que llega el frio, " dijo la madre. Pero, en lugar de entrar, el nino se levanto del quicio y se fue en busca del amigo, con las canicas, el camion, la pistola de hojalata y el reloj que no andaba. Al llegar a la cerca, la voz del amigo n lo llamo, ni lo oyo en el arbol, ne en el pozo. Paso buscandolo toda la noche. Y fue una larga noche casi blanca, que le lleno de polvo el traje y los zapatos.
Cuando llego el sol, el nino, que tenia suerno y sed, estiro los brazos, y penso: "Que tontos y pequenos son estos jugeuetes. Y ese reloj que no anda, no sirve para nada." Lo tiro todo al pozo, y volvio a la casa, con mucha hanbre. La madre le abrio la puerta, y dijo: "Cuanto ha crecido este nino, Dios Mio, cuanto ha crecido." Y le compro un traje de hombre, porque el que llevaba le venia muy corto."
The Boy Whose Friend Died
By Ana Maria Matute
(translation with apologies by BGB)
ONe morning he awoke and went to look for his friend across the fence. But his friend was not there and when he came back his mother told him, "The friend has died. Son, don't think about him any more and look for others to play with." The boy sat down on the front step, with his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees. "He will come back," he thought. Because, it couldn't be that here were the marbles and the truck and the toy pistol and the clock that no longer worked and he would not come to get them.
NIght came with a big star and the boy did not want to come in to eat dinner. "Come in, child, now that it's getting cold," said the mother. But, instead, the boy got up from the front step and went looking for his friend with the marbles, the truck the toy pistol and the clock that no longer worked. When he got to the fence, his friend's voice did not call, nor did he hear him in the tree, nor in the well. He searched the entire night for him. And it was a long night, almost white with the dust that covered his suit and his shoes.
When the sun arose, the boy, tired and thirsty, stretched his arms and thought, "How silly these little toys are and this clock which no longer work, isn't worth a thing." He threw them all in the well and went home, very hungry. The mother opened the door and said, "My how this boy has grown. My Lord, how this boy has grown." And she went out and bought him a man's suit because the one he was wearing had become very small.
El Nino al Que se le murio el Amigo
por Ana Maria Matute
Una manana se levanto y fue a buscar al amigo, al otro lado de la valla. Pero el amigo no estaba, y, cuando volvio, le dijo la madre: "El amigo se murio. NIno, no pienses mas en el y busca otros para jugar." El nino se sento en el quicio de la puerta, con la cara entre las mano y los codos en las rodillas. "El volvera," penso. Porque no podia ser que alli estuviesen las canica, el camion y la pistola de hojalata, y el reloj a quel que ya no andaba, y el amigo no viniese a buscarlos.
Vino la noche, con una estrella muy grande, y el nino no queria entrar a cenar. "Entra nino que llega el frio, " dijo la madre. Pero, en lugar de entrar, el nino se levanto del quicio y se fue en busca del amigo, con las canicas, el camion, la pistola de hojalata y el reloj que no andaba. Al llegar a la cerca, la voz del amigo n lo llamo, ni lo oyo en el arbol, ne en el pozo. Paso buscandolo toda la noche. Y fue una larga noche casi blanca, que le lleno de polvo el traje y los zapatos.
Cuando llego el sol, el nino, que tenia suerno y sed, estiro los brazos, y penso: "Que tontos y pequenos son estos jugeuetes. Y ese reloj que no anda, no sirve para nada." Lo tiro todo al pozo, y volvio a la casa, con mucha hanbre. La madre le abrio la puerta, y dijo: "Cuanto ha crecido este nino, Dios Mio, cuanto ha crecido." Y le compro un traje de hombre, porque el que llevaba le venia muy corto."
The Boy Whose Friend Died
By Ana Maria Matute
(translation with apologies by BGB)
ONe morning he awoke and went to look for his friend across the fence. But his friend was not there and when he came back his mother told him, "The friend has died. Son, don't think about him any more and look for others to play with." The boy sat down on the front step, with his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees. "He will come back," he thought. Because, it couldn't be that here were the marbles and the truck and the toy pistol and the clock that no longer worked and he would not come to get them.
NIght came with a big star and the boy did not want to come in to eat dinner. "Come in, child, now that it's getting cold," said the mother. But, instead, the boy got up from the front step and went looking for his friend with the marbles, the truck the toy pistol and the clock that no longer worked. When he got to the fence, his friend's voice did not call, nor did he hear him in the tree, nor in the well. He searched the entire night for him. And it was a long night, almost white with the dust that covered his suit and his shoes.
When the sun arose, the boy, tired and thirsty, stretched his arms and thought, "How silly these little toys are and this clock which no longer work, isn't worth a thing." He threw them all in the well and went home, very hungry. The mother opened the door and said, "My how this boy has grown. My Lord, how this boy has grown." And she went out and bought him a man's suit because the one he was wearing had become very small.
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