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1、Lesson 2 Hiroshima - the Liveliest” City in Japan（excerpts）Jacques Danvoir“Hiroshima! Everybody off!” That must be what the man in the Japanese stationmasters uniform shouted, as the fastest train in the world slipped to a stop in Hiroshima Station. I did not understand what he was saying. First of
2、all, because he was shouting in Japanese. And secondly, because I had a lump in my throat and a lot of sad thoughts on my mind that had little to do with anything a Nippon railways official might say. The very act of stepping on this soil, in breathing this air of Hiroshima, was for me a far greater
3、 adventure than any trip or any reportorial assignment Id previously taken. Was I not at the scene of the crime?The Japanese crowd did not appear to have the same preoccupations that I had. From the sidewalk outside the station, things seemed much the same as in other Japanese cities. Little girls a
4、nd elderly ladies in kimonos rubbed shoulders with teenagers and women in western dress. Serious looking men spoke to one another as if they were oblivious of the crowds about them, and bobbedup and down repeatedly in little bows, as they exchanged the ritual formula of gratitude and respect: Tomo a
5、ligato gozayimas. Others were using little red telephones that hung on the facades of grocery stores and tobacco shops.Hi! Hi! said the cab driver, whose door popped open at the very sight of a traveler. Hi, or something that sounds very much like it, means yes. Can you take me to City Hall? He grin
6、ned at me in the rear-view mirror and repeated Hi! Hi” We set off at top speed through the narrow streets of Hiroshima. The tall buildings of the martyred city flashed by as we lurched from side to side in response to the drivers sharp twists of the wheel.Just as I was beginning to find the ride lon
7、g, the taxi screeched to a halt, and the driver got out and went over to a policeman to ask the way. As in Tokyo, taxi drivers in Hiroshima often know little of their city, but to avoid loss of face before foreigners, will not admit their ignorance, and will accept any destination without concern fo
8、r how long it may take them to find it.At last this intermezzo came to an end, and I found myself in front of the gigantic City Hall. The usher bowed deeply and heaved a long, almost musical sigh, when I showed him the invitation which the mayor had sent me in response to my request for an interview
9、. That is not here, sir, he said in English. The mayor expects you tonight for dinner with other foreigners on the restaurant boat. See? This is where it is.” He sketched a little map for me on the back of my invitation.Thanks to his map, I was able to find a taxi driver who could take me straight t
10、o the canal embankment , where a sort of barge with a roof like one on a Japanese house was moored . The Japanese build their traditional houses on boats when land becomes too expensive. The rather arresting spectacle of little old Japan adrift amid beige concrete skyscrapers is the very symbol of t
11、he incessant struggle between the kimono and the miniskirt.At the door to the restaurant, a stunning, porcelain-faced woman in traditional costume asked me to remove my shoes. This done, I entered one of the low-ceilinged rooms of the little floating house, treading cautiously on the soft matting an
12、d experiencing a twinge of embarrassment at the prospect of meeting the mayor of Hiroshima in my socks.He was a tall, thin man, sad-eyed and serious. Quite unexpectedly, the strange emotion which had overwhelmed me at the station returned, and I was again crushed by the thought that I now stood on t
13、he site of the first atomic bombardment, where thousands upon thousands of people had been slainin one second, where thousands upon thousands of others had lingered on to die in slow agony .The introductions were made. Most of the guests were Japanese, and it was difficult for me to ask them just wh
14、y we were gathered here. The few Americans and Germans seemed just as inhibited as I was. Gentlemen, said the mayor, I am happy to welcome you to Hiroshima.Everyone bowed, including the Westerners. After three days in Japan, the spinal column becomes extraordinarily flexible.Gentlemen, it is a very
15、great honor to have you here in Hiroshima.There were fresh bows, and the faces grew more and more serious each time the name Hiroshima was repeated.Hiroshima, as you know, is a city familiar to everyone,” continued the mayor.Yes, yes, of course,”murmured the company, more and more agitated.Seldom ha
16、s a city gained such world renown, and I am proud and happy to welcome you to Hiroshima, a town known throughout the world for its- oysters. I was just about to make my little bow of assent, when the meaning of these last words sank in, jolting me out of my sad reverie .Hiroshima oysters? What about the bomb and the misery and humanitys most heinous crime? While the mayor went on with his
