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Iknowthattheywillreturn.Whenwebeganthefinalpartofourjourney,wewerewarnedthatthepolicepatrolledthelandaroundhereregularly.Theyarealwayssearchingforus,orotherslikeus;

thecoastofMorocco（摩洛哥）andthePresidio（要塞）ofCeuta（休达，摩洛哥北部港市）areonlytenmilesawayacrosstheStraits.

ThatishowIgothere:

squeezedinwithfifteenothermeninashallowboatmeantforeight,withthecoldwavesreachingoverthesidesandthenightdeepandblackasatomb.Ihaveneverbeenmorescared.Iprayedallthewayacross,andthoughtaboutmyfamily.Itoldmyself,overandover,thatIwasdoingitforthem.Thattriptookalmostallofmymoney.AllofthemoneyIhadsavedinEcuador（厄瓜多尔）.Theboatmenleftusonabeachinthemiddleofthenight.Welostsightofthembutwecouldstillheartheirsmallengineacrossthewaves.Sixofusstartedwalkinginlandbuttheotherswaitedforthecontacts,thefriendsoftheboatmen,astheyhadbeentold.

Wewerelucky:

wemetPaulo.Wefoundthetownandwaiteduntilthefirstbaropened;

Iwentinalonewhiletheothershidintheorchardnearby.WhenIaskedforacupofcoffee,theyoungbarman（侍者）lookedatmeandnodded.Hemadethecoffee,thendisappearedintothebackroom.Coldandwithoutstrength,Iwrappedmyhandsaroundthewarmcup,notcaringwhetherthebarmanhadcalledthepolice,notcaringaboutthenextmoment,justaboutthepresent.

ButthemanhadcalledPaulo,whocameandhelpedus.Paulowasalwayssmiling,alwayshappy.HewasfromSeville（塞维利亚）,abusycityofmanypeople,andheknewmanypeople.Paulofoundworkforus.Imadegoodmoneyonthefarms.Ipickedcabbages,beans,cucumbersandpeas.Ipickedgreatroundyellowsquashes（南瓜）thatsmelledofrichperfumewhenyoubrokethem.Thefarmershiredusbytheday,andwerecontent.Thelocalpeoplewouldneverworkforthewageswearepaid.Butthereweremanyfarms,andmanycropstobepicked.Wewerewelcomed.

Isharedasmallcleanhouseinthetownwithsevenotherworkers.WehadjourneyedfromEcuador,Colombia（哥伦比亚）,Venezuela（委内瑞拉）,evenArgentina（阿根廷）.Paulofoundthehouseforus-heknewthelandlordandarrangedagoodprice.Welivedwell,withenoughfoodandsometimeswine.IearnedmoreinaweekthanIcouldinthreemonthsbackhomeiftherehadbeenworktodothere.Isentmostofthemoneythatwaslefttomywifeandparents,andwrotemanyletterstothem.Thenthegovernmentchangedtherulessothatweneededworkpermits.

Iqueuedwithhundredsofotherworkers,waitingfortheapplicationforms.Wesatonthestonebenchesbeneaththetreesandreadtheforms.Someoftheotherworkersarefromsmallvillagesandtowns,andcannotreadaswellasIcan,soIexplainedtothemthatthegovernmentwantedourbirthcertificates,drivinglicenses,passportsandmanyotherdocuments.Manyoftheworkershadperhapsoneortwoofthesedocuments,butmosthadnone.Ihelpedtheotherscompletetheformsandwegavethemtotheclerk.Helookedatourdocuments,stampedtheformsmanytimesandtoldusthattheywouldbesenttoMadrid（马德里）,andourpermitswouldbereturnedintwoorthreemonthsiftheformswereapproved.

Wehadtowait.EvenPauloandhisfriendscouldnothelpus.

Thefirstmonthwasnottoobadasmostofthefarmerscontinuedtouseus;

theircropswererich,waitingtobepicked.ThensomemenfromMadridvisitedallofthefarms,andmaybehalfofthefarmersstoppedusingus.Thefarmerstoldusthattheyweresorry,andweunderstoodthem.

Sothesecondmonthwasworse:

onlyafewofthefarmerswoulduseus,andthosethatdidpayverypoorwages.Wesharedwhatwehad,andateonceaday:

rice,porridge（粥）,bread,cheapfoodthatwouldfillourstomachs.Webegantostareateachother,andwonderwhichofuswouldfindwork.Therewerefightsinthemorning,betweendifferentgroupsofworkers,whenthefarms'

supervisors（管理人，监工）cametochoosewhowouldworkthatday.Butstillwehadsomehope.

Welostthehouseinthethirdmonth,aswehadnomoneyforrent.Wewereabletogetsomefoodfromthecharitykitchensaroundthetown,andthechurch,butwefoundalwaysalongqueueandverylittlefood.Wetookourbagsandblanketsandsleptinthefields.Thentheweatherbecamecoldandwesleptwherewecould,huddledtogether,inoldforgottenbuildingsandalleys（小巷）.SometimesIdreamedofmyfamily,andwhenIawoke,Iwishedthedreamcouldcontinue.

Thepeopleofthetownstaredatusfromthesidesoftheireyesastheypassedus.Theyclenched（握紧）theirhandsandmuttered,andsomeofthemspatonthepavement.Afewofuswereattackedandbeateninthedark,anddrivenfromtheparksandstreets.Allofthetime,thePolicetoldustomoveon,moveon.

Itistheendofthethirdmonthwhenithappens.

Thefarmershiredcoachesandsendthemintothetown.Fromfouro'

clockinthemorningwewaitedinagitatingsilence,handspusheddeepintopockets,ourhatspulleddowntightagainstthecoldandthewatchingpolicemen.

Bythetimethecoachesarrived,therearehundredsofworkerswaitinginthedarkness.Wepressedforwardasthedoorsopened.Thesupervisorsstoodonthebottomstepsofthecoachesandasked,"

Whohasthepermit?

"

Themenwithpermitsholdthemupandwereallowedontothecoaches.

SomeoftheworkerswerefromthecountriesinEuropeanddidnotneedpermits,sotheywereallowedonwhentheyshowedtheirpassports.IwentfromcoachtocoachuntilIsawagroupofChileans（智利人）,whoIknewhavenopermits,climbingaboardawaitingcoach.Theleaderoftheirgroupspokefirstwiththeforemanandshookhishand,thentheyweretakenon.Istoodbeforethesupervisor.

“Youhavethepermit?

”heaskedme.Hewasbroad,stout（肥胖的）andfilledthedoorwayofthecoach.Hisfatneckspiltfromtheupturned（向上翻的）collarofhisleatherjacket.Hishairwasshavenclosetohishead.IexplaintohimthatmyapplicationwasrejectedbutIwouldtryagain.

“Comebackwhenyouhaveapermit,”hetoldme.Hefrownedasheinhaled（吸入，吸气）asmokeandlookeddowntheavenuetowherethepolicemenwerewatchingthecoaches.IexplainedtohimthatIwasahardworker,thatIhadeatenonlyonceinthreedays,thatIwaseagertoworkandsendmoneytomyfamily.

Helookedatthepolicemen,whohadstartedwalkingalongthepavementbesidethecoaches,andglaredatmeandsays,“GotoMadridandtellthem.”

TheChileanswerelaughingandpointingatmethroughthecoachwindows.

Thesupervisortossedhishalf-finishedcigaretteintothegutter（排水沟）bymyfoot.AtthemomentIstabbedhiminthestomach.Hebentdownwithasmallcry.

ThepolicemenlookedatusandIbegantorunawayfromthecoaches,intothedarksidestreets.Iheardloudrunningstepsclosebehindme,andtheroarofcarengines.

Islidintotheshadowsofashop'

sbackdoor,behindtwotallmetalcontainersthatstank（发出臭味）ofrottingmeatandspoiledfoodstuff（食品）.Igasped,andeachbreathburnt.Myhearthammeredagainstmychest.

Iwaitedforalongtimeuntilthesoundsofthecarsandpeoplefaded.Iwalkedslowlytotheendofthealleyandlookedout,butthestreetswereempty.

Ihadrunalmosttotheriver;

Icouldhearitrushinginthedarknessbeneathme.

Myrighthandfeltcold.Ilookeddownintheyellowlightofastreetlamp,andsawmyhandstillclenchedintoafist.Itlookedlikethehandofanotherperson,notpartofme.Ashortblade,nolongerthanmythumb,stuckoutfromthefist.Theblade,myfist,andmysleevewereallstaineddarkred.

PaulogavemetheknifewhenIpickedartichokesonthefarms.Theshortthickbladeisverysharp,madeforcuttingtheplants'

stalks.

Iscrambleddowntothebanksoftheriverandthrewtheknifeintotheriverwater.Ihearditsplashedfaraway.Therivertouchedmyfeet.Iboweddownandwashedmysleeveandhand,althoughthewaterwassocold,likeice,thatmyhandbecamenumb.ThenIwalkedbackuptothestreet.

Ifoundsomeoftheotherworkershidinginthedesertedwarehousewehadfound.OneofthemwenttofindPaulo,whocameandtoldmeabouttheoldfarmbuildingsneartothecoastroad.IwaiteduntildarknessbeforeIfollowedtheroadoutofthetown,throwingmyselfintotheditchifIheardacarapproaching.

TheweatherhasbeenclearandIhaveseenthecoastofMoroccoeveryday.Acrossthebluesea,thelandisastripofdarkbrownandgray,andlookscloseenoughformetotouch.MaybeIcouldfindanoldtractortyretubearoundthefarmandfloatacrosstheStraits?

OrmaybeIcouldwalkalongtheshoreandstealaboat?

Idonotwanttobecomeathief.Iamanhonestmanwhowantsonlytoworkandsupporthisfamily.ButwhatcanIdo?

IwillwaithereforPauloandlistentohim.Hewilltellmewhattodoforthebest.Iknowthathewillhelpme.

Unit2TimelessPhotographs

Ilovetolookatoldphotographsinthealbum.Myfatherhadabigboxofpicturesinthecabinetandsomeofthepicturesgowaybacktothe1890'

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