英语励志美文精华3:情系小提琴(mp3)
3.Life in a Violin Case 情系小提琴 In order to tell what I believe, I must briefly sketch something of my personal history. The turning point of my life was my decision to give up a promising business career and study music. My parents, although sympathetic, and sharing my love of music, disapproved of it as a profession. Thiswas understandable in view of the family background. My grandfather hadtaught music for nearly forty years at Springhill College in Mobileand, though much beloved and respected in the community, earned barelyenough to provide for his large family. My father often said it was only the hardheaded thriftiness of my grandmother that kept the wolf at bay. As a consequence of this example in the family, the very mention of music as a profession carried with it a picture of a precarious existence with uncertain financial rewards. My parents insisted upon college instead of a conservatoryof music, and to college I went – quite happily, as I remember, foralthough I loved my violin and spent most of my spare time practicing,I had many other interests. Before my graduation form Columbia, the family met with severe financial reversesand I felt it my duty to leave college and take a job. Thus was Ilaunched upon a business career – which I always think of as the wastedyears. Now I do not for a moment mean to disparagebusiness. My whole point I is that it was not for me. I went into itfor money, and aside from the satisfaction of being able to help thefamily, money is all I got out of it. It was not enough. I felt thatlife was passing me by. From being merely discontented I became acutelymiserable. My one ambition was to save enough to quit and go to Europeto study music. I used to get up at dawn to practice before I left for“downtown”, distracting my poor mother by bolting a hasty breakfast atthe last minute. Instead of lunching with my business associates, Iwould seek out some cheap café, order a meager meal and scribble myharmony exercises. I continued to make money, and finally, bit by bit,accumulated enough to enable me to go abroad. The family being oncemore solvent, and my help no longer necessary, I resigned from myposition and, feeling like a man released from jail, sailed for Europe.I stayed four years, worked harder than I had ever dreamed of workingbefore and enjoyed every minute of it. “Enjoyed” is too mild a word. I walked on air. I really lived. I was a free man and I was doing what I loved to do and what I was meant todo. If I had stayed in business, I might be a comparatively wealthy mantoday, but I do not believe I would have made a success of living. Iwould have given up all those intangibles,those inner satisfactions, that money can never buy, and that are toooften sacrificed when a man’s primary goal is financial success. When I broke away from business, it was against the advice ofpractically all my friends and family. So conditioned are most of us tothe association of success with money that the thought of giving up agood salary for an idea seemed little short ofinsane. Ifso, all I can say is “Gee! It’s great to be crazy.”Money is a wonderfulthing, but it is possible to pay too high a price on it. 英语励志美文精华汇总(mp3) |