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Half
a
Day
人生半日间
Naguib
Mahfouz
I
proceeded
alongside
my
father，
clutching
his
right
hand，
running
to
keep
up
with
the
long
strides
he
was
taking.
All
my
clothes
were
new:
the
black
shoes，
the
green
school
uniform，
and
the
red
tarboosh.
My
delight
in
my
new
clothes，
however，
was
not
aogether
unmarred，
for
this
was
no
feast
day
but
the
day
on
which
I
was
to
be
cast
into
school
for
the
first
time.
My
mother
stood
at
the
window
watching
our
progress，
and
I
would
turn
toward
her
from
time
to
time，
as
though
appealing
for
help.
We
walked
along
a
street
lined
with
gardens
on
both
sides
were
extensive
fields
planted
with
crops，
prickly
pears，
henna
trees，
and
a
few
date
palms.
“Why
school?“
I
challenged
my
father
openly.“I
shall
never
do
anything
to
annoy
you.“
“I'm
not
punishing
you，“
he
said，
s
not
a
punishment.
It's
the
factory
that
makes
useful
men
out
of
boys.
Don't
you
want
to
be
like
your
father
and
brothers?“
I
was
not
convinced.
I
did
not
believe
there
was
really
any
good
to
be
had
in
tearing
me
away
from
the
intimacy
of
my
home
and
throwing
me
into
this
building
that
stood
at
the
end
of
the
road
like
some
huge，
highwalled
fortress，
exceedingly
stem
and
grim.
When
we
arrived
at
the
gate
we
could
see
the
courtyard，
vast
and
crammed
full
of
boys
and
in
by
yourself，“
said
my
father，“and
join
them.
Put
a
smile
on
your
face
and
be
a
good
example
to
others.“
I
hesitated
and
clung
to
his
hand，
but
he
gently
pushed
me
from
a
man，“
he
you
truly
begin
life.
You
will
find
me
waiting
for
you
when
it's
time
to
leave.“
I
took
a
few
steps，
then
stopped
and
looked
but
saw
nothing.
Then
the
faces
of
boys
and
girls
came
into
view.
I
did
not
know
a
single
one
of
them，
and
none
of
them
knew
me.
I
fe
I
was
a
stranger
who
had
lost
his
way.
But
glances
of
curiosity
were
directed
toward
me，
and
one
boy
approached
and
asked，“Who
brought
you?“
“My
father，“
I
whispered.
“My
father's
dead，“
he
said
quite
simply.
I
did
not