小学英语 英语故事（童话故事）The Old Street Lamp 老路灯

1 thethe oldold streetstreet lamplamp 老路灯老路灯 have you ever heard the story of the old street lamp it is not really very amusing but one can bear to hear it once anyway there was once a respectable old street lamp who had performed his duties faithfully and well for many years but now had been declared to be too old fashioned this was the last evening that it would hang from the lamppost and illuminate the street and he felt like a ballerina who was dancing for the last time and knew that tomorrow she would be a has been the lamp was very frightened of the coming day for he had been told that he would be inspected by the six and thirty men of the town council they were to decide whether the lamp was fit for further service and if so what kind they might suggest that he be hung over one of the lesser bridges or be sold to a factory or condemned altogether which meant that he would be melted down then he would be made into something else of course but what worried him was that he did not know whether he would then be able to recall that he had been a street lamp no matter what happened to him one thing was certain tomorrow he would be separated from the night watchman and his wife and that was a tragedy for he considered them to be his family he had been hung on his lamppost the very year that the man became a night watchman his wife had been young and snobbish she would look at the street lamp at night but she wouldn t so much as glance at it in daylight during recent years however when all three of them the night watchman his wife and the street lamp had grown old the wife had taken care of the lamp polished it and filled it with oil the old couple were an honest pair who had never cheated the lamp out of a single drop of oil this was to be the last night that the old lamp would shine down upon the pavement tomorrow it would be taken to a room in the town hall these two facts made the lamp feel so sad that he flickered other thoughts came memories of all he had seen he had cast his light upon many a curious sight and had seen more than all the six and thirty men of the town council put together but the old lamp would never have expressed such a thought out loud for he had the greatest respect for the authorities it is always pleasant for the old to reminisce and each time the lamp remembered something different the flame inside him seemed to grow brighter they will remember me as i remember them thought the lamp many years ago there was a young man who stood right under me and opened a letter it had been written on pink stationery and the handwriting was a woman s he read it twice then he kissed it his eyes when he looked up at me said i am the happiest of all men he had received a love letter from the girl he loved and only he and i knew it i remember another pair of eyes how strangely one s thoughts can jump there had been a funeral someone who had lived in this street had died a young rich woman the hearse had been drawn by four black horses and the coffin had been covered with flowers the mourners had walked behind it carrying torches which had outshone my light but when the procession had passed and i thought the street was deserted once more i 2 suddenly noticed someone standing right under me and weeping i shall never forget those sorrow filled eyes that stared right into me such were the thoughts the memories of the old street lamp as it shone for the last time a sentry who is to be relieved of his duty is allowed to exchange at least a few words with the man who will take his place but the lamp did not even know who his successor would be so he would not be able to give him a bit of advice about the wind and tell him from which corner it usually blew or the moon and explain how it shone upon the sidewalk down in the gutter there were three who were ready to take over the job of lighting up the street as soon as it became vacant and thinking that the lamp could appoint his own successor they presented them selves to him the first was a rotten herring head which can shine in the dark as you know it pointed out that his appointment would mean a great saving in oil the second was an old piece of dry rotten wood it can also glow and that a lot brighter than an old codfish as it said itself besides it was the last piece of a tree that had been the pride of a whole forest the third was a glowworm the old street lamp could not imagine where it could have come from but there it was shining like the others the herring head and the piece of old dry rotten wood claimed that the worm did not glow all the time but only when it had fits which ought to disqualify it the old lamp tried to explain to them that none of them had sufficient light to become a street lamp but none of the three would believe that and when they were told that the lamp could not in any case appoint his own successor they all declared that this was good news for as they all agreed the old lamp was too senile to make such an important decision just then the wind came around the corner and whistled through the cowl of the lamp what s this i hear about your leaving us tomorrow will this be the last evening that i shall find you here well let me give you a farewell present since we must part i shall blow your brain clean of all cobwebs so that you will not only be able to remember everything you have ever heard or seen but you will be able to see clearly anything that is told or read aloud in your presence as well what a marvelous gift said the old lamp if only i am not melted down it hasn t happened yet replied the wind and now i ll blow on your memory if you can get a few more presents like mine your retirement and old age will be a pleasure but what if i am melted down sighed the lamp can you ensure my memory then too be reasonable old lamp said the wind and blew with all its might just then the moon came out from behind a cloud what will you give the old lamp asked the wind me i will give him nothing said the moon i am on the decline besides the lamp has never shone for me though i have shone for him and the moon hid behind the clouds because it hated anyone who made demands on it a drop of 3 water fell upon the cowl it announced that it had been sent by the gray clouds above and that it brought a valuable gift now that i am inside of you you can rust into dust in one night any night that you choose even tonight the lamp thought that a very poor present and the wind agreed with him hasn t anyone anything better to offer anything better to offer screeched the wind as loudly as it could a shooting star fell from the sky making an arch of fire what was that shouted the herring head i think a star fell right down into the old lamp well if the office is being sought by those of such high rank the rest of us might as well go home and that was what all three of them did the old lamp shone more brightly than it ever had before that was a lovely gift exclaimed the lamp the brilliant stars above whom i have always admired and who shine so much more clearly than i have ever done even though i have striven throughout my whole life to do just that have sent down to me poor dim street lamp that i am a most wonderful gift they have given me the power to make those whom i love see clearly anything that i can remember or imagine what a marvelous present for that happiness that cannot be shared with others is only half as valuable as the one that can a very respectable and decent sentiment old lamp said the wind i am afraid though that they forgot to tell you that you need to have a lighted wax candle inside you in order for anything to happen without the burning candle nobody will ever see anything the stars probably didn t think about telling you because they think that anything that shines down here has at least one wax candle inside it but now i am tired i think i ll rest and the wind was gone the next day oh we might as well skip the next day and jump to the next evening when we find the lamp lying in an easy chair but where in the home of the old night watchman he had petitioned the six and thirty men of the town council to reward his long and faithful service by giving him the old street lamp although they laughed it had been good naturedly and the old man had been allowed to take the lamp home with him now the lamp lay in the easy chair next to the stove and looked twice as big as it had when it hung from the lamppost the old couple who were having supper looked fondly toward it they would have given the lamp a seat at the table had there been a point to it the room where they lived was in a cellar two feet under the ground which had to be entered through a stone paved corridor around the door there was weather stripping and the room was warm it was also clean neat and cozy curtains concealed the bed and covered the two tiny windows on the window ledges stood two strange looking flowerpots which their neighbor who was a sailor had brought home from the indies whether it was the east or the west indies the old people didn t know they were two ceramic elephants whose backs had holes in them that could be filled with earth in one there grew leeks and that was the old couple s vegetable garden in the other a geranium bloomed and that was their flower garden on the wall hung a large colored print of the congress 4 of vienna in this picture all the kings and emperors of europe were portrayed and you could see them all in one glance in the corner an old grandfather clock ticked away it was always fast but as the old man said that was better than if it had been slow while the old couple were eating dinner the lamp lay in the easy chair as we have already been told near the old stove the lamp felt a bit as if his world had been turned upside down but as soon as the old man began reminiscing talking about all the things that he and the lamp had experienced together in rain and shine during the clear summer nights and the long cold winter ones the lamp realized how pleasant it was to be sitting by a warm stove in the cellar the lamp remembered everything as vividly as if it had just happened the wind had really done a good job of refreshing its memory the old people were very hard working they never wasted a moment sunday afternoon the old watchman would take down a book and read aloud he preferred travel books especially ones about africa he liked to read about the great tropical forests where the elephants roamed his wife would glance up at the window ledges where the two clay elephants were and say i can almost see it all how much the old street lamp wished he had a lighted candle inside him then the old people would be able to see it all just as he envisioned it he saw the tall trees growing so close together that their branches intertwined the naked natives riding on horses and herds of elephants tramping through the underbrush crushing reeds and breaking saplings with their great broad feet what is the good of my gift if they have no wax candles sighed the street lamp they cannot afford them they are too poor to own anything but tallow candles or oil but one day a whole handful of wax candle stumps arrived in the cellar the old couple used the larger ones for light but it never occurred to them to put one in the old street lamp with the smaller pieces of candle the woman waxed her thread for sewing here i sit possessing a rare gift complained the lamp i have a whole world within me and i cannot share it with the old couple they don t know that i could decorate these whitewashed walls with the most splendid tapestries they could see the richest forest they could see anything they desired but alas they do not know it the lamp had been polished and cleaned and now stood in a comer where all the visitors could see it most of them thought it was a piece of old rubbish but the night watchman and his wife truly loved the lamp it was the night watchman s birthday the old woman stood before the lamp and said with a smile i think that you ought to be illuminated in his honor hopefully the lamp thought a light has dawned on them now they will give me a wax candle the old woman filled the lamp once more with oil and he burned all evening and now he felt certain that the gift the stars had given him the best present he had ever received would remain a useless hidden treasure during the rest of his life that night he dreamed and anyone