My Oedipus Complex11Word下载.docx
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AsoneofO’Connor’sthemes,theproblemsofyouthandadolescenceareexploredinsomeofhisstorieswhereheexpertlydescribeswhatcantroubleyounglives,theearlyjealousies,fearsandcomplexes.
“MyOedipusComplex”isauniquetitleforthestory.OedipusisacharacterintheGreekmythology.HewasthesonofLaius,KingofThebes,andJocastahiswife.Toavoidthefulfillmentoftheprophecythathewouldmurderhisfatherandmarryhismother,Oedipuswasabandonedonthemountainssoonafterbirthandlateradoptedbytheshepherd.Grownup,heunknowinglykilledhisfather.HavingsolvedtheriddleoftheSphinx,heaccordinglybecametheKingofThebes,andthusmarriedJocastawithouttheknowledgethatshewashismother.Whenthefactscametolight,JocastahangedherselfandOedipustoreouthiseyes.
“MyOedipusComplex”isacleverstoryaboutayoungboy,Larry,whogrowsupinhisownsafeworldwithjusthimselfandhismother.However,whenhisfatherreturnsfromWWI,amanwhomLarryhardlyknows,itisaconstantbattlebetweenthetwoforthemother‘sloveandattention.Withgreatgentleness,O’Connordepictstheimportantbusinessofasmallboy–growingupandleavingtheself-centeredchildhoodworldbehind.
Fatherwasinthearmyallthroughthewar--thefirstwar,Imean--so,uptotheageoffive,Ineversawmuchofhim,andwhatIsawdidnotworryme.SometimesIwokeandtherewasabigfigureinkhaki[1]peeringdownatmeinthecandlelight.SometimesintheearlymorningIheardtheslammingofthefrontdoorandtheclatterofnailedbootsdownthecobblesofthelane.ThesewereFather‘sentrancesandexits.LikeSantaClaushecameandwentmysteriously.
Infact,Iratherlikedhisvisits,thoughitwasanuncomfortablesqueezebetweenMotherandhimwhenIgotintothebigbedintheearlymorning:
Hesmoked,whichgavehimapleasantmustysmell,andshaved,anoperationofastoundinginterest.Eachtimeheleftatrailofsouvenirs--modeltanksandGurkhaknives[2]withhandlesmadeofbulletcases,andGermanhelmetsandcapbadgesandbutton-sticks[3],andallsortsofmilitaryequipment--carefullystowedawayinalongboxontopofthewardrobe,incasetheyevercameinhandy.TherewasabitofthemagpieaboutFather;
heexpectedeverythingtocomeinhandy[4].Whenhisbackwasturned,Motherletmegetachairandrummagethroughhistreasures.Shedidn‘tseemtothinksohighlyofthemashedid.
Thewarwasthemostpeaceful‘periodofmylife.Thewindowofmyatticfacedsoutheast.Mymotherhadcurtainedit,butthathadsmalleffect.Ialwayswokewiththefirstlightand,withalltheresponsibilitiesofthepreviousdaymelted,feelingmyselfratherlikethesun,readytoillumineandrejoice.Lifeneverseemedsosimpleandclearandfullofpossibilitiesasthen.Iputmyfeetoutfromundertheclothes--IcalledthemMrs.LeftandMrs.Right--andinventeddramaticsituationsfortheminwhichtheydiscussedtheproblemsoftheday.AtleastMrs.Rightdid;
shewasverydemonstrative,butIhadn‘tthesamecontrolofMrs.Left,soshemostlycontentedherselfwithnoddingagreement.
TheydiscussedwhatMotherandIshoulddoduringtheday,whatSantaClausshouldgiveafellowforChristmas,andwhatstepsshouldbetakentobrightenthehome.Therewasthatlittlematterofthebaby,forinstance.MotherandIcouldneveragreeaboutthat.Ourswastheonlyhouseintheterrace[5]withoutanewbaby,andMothersaidwecouldn‘taffordonetillFathercamebackfromthewarbecausetheycostseventeenandsix.Thatshowedhowsimpleshewas.TheGeneysuptheroadhadababy,andeveryoneknewtheycouldn‘taffordseventeenandsix.Itwasprobablyacheapbaby,andMotherwantedsomethingreallygood,butIfeltshewastooexclusive.TheGeney’sbabywouldhavedonejustfine.
Havingsettledmyplansfortheday,Igotup,putachairundertheatticwindow,andliftedtheframehighenoughtostickoutmyhead.Thewindowoverlookedthefrontgardensoftheterracebehindours,andbeyondtheseitlookedoveradeepvalleytothetall,red-brickhousesterraceduptheoppositehillside,whichwereallstillinshadow,whilethoseatoursideofthevalleywerealllitup,thoughwithlongstrangeshadowsthatmadethemseemunfamiliar;
rigidandpainted.
AfterthatIwentintoMother‘sroomandclimbedintothebed.ShewokeandIbegantotellherofmyschemes.Bythistime,thoughIneverseemtohavenoticedit,Iwaspetrifiedinmynightshirt,andIthawed[6]asItalkeduntil,thelastfrostmelted,IfellasleepbesideherandwokeagainonlywhenIheardherbelowinthekitchen,makingthebreakfast.
Afterbreakfastwewentintotown;
heardMassatSt.Augustine‘sandsaidaprayerforFather,anddidtheshopping.IftheafternoonwasfineweeitherwentforawalkinthecountryoravisittoMother‘sgreatfriendintheconvent,MotherSt.Dominic.MotherhadthemallprayingforFather,andeverynight,goingtobed,IaskedGodtosendhimbacksafefromthewartous.Little,indeed,didIknowwhatIwasprayingfor!
Onemorning,Igotintothebigbed,andthere,sureenough,wasFatherinhisusualSantaClausmanner,butlater,insteadofauniform,heputonhisbestbluesuit,andMotherwasaspleasedasanything.Isawnothingtobepleasedabout,because,outofuniform,Fatherwasaltogetherlessinteresting,butsheonlybeamed,andexplainedthatourprayershadbeenanswered,andoffwewenttoMasstothankGodforhavingbroughtFathersafelyhome.
Theironyofit[7]!
Thatverydaywhenhecameintodinnerhetookoffhisbootsandputonhisslippers,donned[8]thedirtyoldcapheworeaboutthehousetosavehimfromcolds,crossedhislegs,andbegantotalkgravelytoMother,wholookedanxious.Naturally,Idislikedherlookinganxious,becauseitdestroyedhergoodlooks,soIinterruptedhim..
“Justamoment,Larry!
”shesaidgently.
Thiswasonlywhatshesaidwhenwehadboringvisitors,soIattachednoimportancetoitandwentontalking.
“Dobequiet,Larry!
”shesaidimpatiently.“Don‘tyouhearmetalkingtoDaddy?
”
ThiswasthefirsttimeIhadheardthoseominouswords,“talkingtoDaddy,”andIcouldn‘thelpfeelingthatifthiswashowGodansweredprayers,hecouldn‘tlistentothemveryattentively.
“WhyareyoutalkingtoDaddy?
‘IaskedwithasgreatashowofindifferenceasIcouldmuster.
“BecauseDaddyandIhavebusinesstodiscuss.Now,don‘tinterruptagain!
Intheafternoon,atMother‘srequest,Fathertookmeforawalk.Thistimewewentintotowninsteadofouttothecountry,andIthoughtatfirst,inmyusualoptimisticway,thatitmightbeanimprovement.Itwasnothingofthesort.FatherandIhadquitedifferentnotionsofawalkintown.Hehadnoproperinterestintrams,ships,andhorses,andtheonlythingthatseemedtodivert[9]himwastalkingtofellowsasoldashimself.WhenIwantedtostophesimplywenton,draggingmebehindhimbythehand;
whenhewantedtostopIhadnoalternativebuttodothesame.Inoticedthatitseemedtobeasignthathewantedtostopforalongtimewheneverheleanedagainstawall.ThesecondtimeIsawhimdoitIgotwild.Heseemedtobesettlinghimselfforever.Ipulledhimbythecoatandtrousers,but,unlikeMotherwho,ifyouweretoopersistent,gotintoawax[10]andsaid:
"
Larry,ifyoudon‘tbehaveyourself,I‘llgiveyouagoodslap."
Fatherhadanextraordinarycapacityforamiableinattention.IsizedhimupandwonderedwouldIcry,butheseemedtobetooremotetobeannoyedevenbythat.Really,itwaslikegoingforawalkwithamountain!
Heeitherignoredthewrenchingandpummelingentirely,orelseglanceddownwithagrinofamusementfromhispeak.Ihadnevermetanyonesoabsorbedinhimselfasheseemed.
Atteatime,“talkingtoDaddy"
beganagain,complicatedthistimebythefactthathehadaneveningpaper,andeveryfewminutesheputitdownandtoldMothersomethingnewoutofit.Ifeltthiswasfoulplay.Manforman,IwaspreparedtocompetewithhimanytimeforMother‘sattention,butwhenhehaditallmadeupforhimbyotherpeopleitleftmenochance.SeveraltimesItriedtochangethesubjectwithoutsuccess.
“YoumustbequietwhileDaddyisreading,Larry,”Mothersaidimpatiently.
ItwasclearthatsheeithergenuinelylikedtalkingtoFatherbetterthantalkingtome,orelsethathehadsometerribleholdonherwhichmadeherafraidtoadmitthetruth.
“Mummy,”Isaidthatnightwhenshewastuckingmeup[11],“doyouthinkifIprayedhardGodwouldsendDaddybacktothewar?
Sheseemedtothinkaboutthatforamoment.
“No,dear,”shesaidwithasmile.“ldon‘tthinkhewould.”
“Whywouldn‘the,Mummy?
“Becausethereisn’tawaranylonger,dear.”
“But,Mummy,couldn‘tGodmakeanotherwar,ifheliked?
“Hewouldn‘tliketo,dear.It‘snotGodwhomakeswars,butbadpeople.”
“Oh!
”Isaid.
Iwasdisappointedaboutthat.IbegantothinkthatGodwasn’tquitewhathewascrackeduptobe[12].
NextmorningIwokeatmyusualhour,feelinglikeabottleofchampagne.Iputoutmyfeetandinventedal
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