标签:
杂谈 |
分类: 翻译天地 |
Chai Jianzhu
The group sent by the Prefecture to inspect the “3-good” gave the county 98.1 points in total. This very much perplexed the members of the county committee responsible for the promotion of spiritual civilization. Of the ten counties in the prefecture, their county had been the most hopeful of getting full marks. Why had they taken off one point nine?
“Can it be the department store?” one committee member volunteered an explanation. “Can it be the complaint on the Customers’ Book that only high-heeled shoes are on sale?”
“Impossible!” The head of the Commercial Bureau retorted. “That complaint was made a month ago. The store listened to the complaint and is seeing to the different needs of the customers. The head of the Commercial Bureau of the Prefecture praised them for that.”
Silence ensued, during which everyone puzzled over the missing one point nine.
“In my opinion,” another committee member broke the silence, “it must be the streets. It was windy; there were fallen leaves on the streets.”
“That explanation can hardly hold water,” the head of the Urban Construction Bureau argued. “Leaves will fall in autumn, it’s the law of nature. A couple of leaves on the streets shouldn’t matter at all.”
General bewilderment. Everybody again racked their brains over the missing one point nine.
“In my opinion,” a third member stated, “they took off one point nine because the young people responded too enthusiastically to the performances at the Song and Dance Party last night. This must have made them doubt the ‘good social order’ of our county.”
“Absolutely impossible!” the Head of the Cultural Bureau corrected him. “After the show, the Head of the Cultural Bureau of the Prefecture told me such wonderful performances on the stage and such warm and spontaneous responses from the audience are very rare.”
The missing one point nine again plunged the room into an oppressive atmosphere.
“Only one point nine short,…one point nine,…” The committee chairman was puzzling over the problem, blinking his eyes and murmuring the figure.
“Ninety-eight point one, one point nine short,…” echoed the director of the County Government Office sitting nearby. Suddenly he had an inspiration. Giving the table a loud thump, he shot up from his seat, and yelled, “I’ve got it! It must be because there was no wine at the welcome banquet.”
“One pot of wine saved” means “one point nine deducted”. That at once opened the eyes of everybody to the crux of the problem.