2015年高考英语天津卷 - 阅读理解C

One day when I was 12, my mother gave me an order: I was to walk to the public library, and borrow at least one book for the summer. This was one more weapon for her to defeat my strange problem - inability to read.
我12岁的一天，母亲给我下了个命令：我要步行去公共图书馆，在夏天至少借一本书。这是她克服我的奇怪问题——没有阅读能力——的又一个武器。

In the library, I found my way into the "Children's Room." The cover of a book caught my eye. It presented a picture of a beagle. I had recently had a beagle, the first and only animal companion I ever had as a child. But one morning, he was gone, given away to someone who had the space and the money to care for him. I never forgot my beagle.
我进了图书馆的“儿童室”。一本书的封面吸引了我的眼球，这是一幅小猎犬的照片。我最近有了一只小猎犬，这是我小时候第一个也是唯一的一个动物伴侣。但有一天早上，它走了，送给了一个有足够空间和金钱照顾它的人。我从未忘记我的小猎犬。

There on the book's cover was a beagle which looked identical to my dog. My eyes ran across the title, Amos, the Beagle with a Plan. Unknowingly, I had read the title. Without opening the book, I borrowed it from the library for the summer.
书的封面上有一只小猎犬，看起来和我的狗一模一样。我的眼睛快速浏览了一下书名《阿莫斯——带着计划的小猎犬》。不知不觉地，我看了书名。没有打开书，我就从图书馆借了这本书来度过这个夏天。

I started to read about Amos. I read very, very slowly with difficulty. Though pages were turned slowly, I got the main idea of the story about a dog who, like mine, had been separated from his family and who finally found his way back home. That dog was my dog, and I was the little boy in the book. My mother's call returned me to the real world. I suddenly realized something: I had read a book, and I had loved reading that book. Everyone knew I could not read. But I had read it. Books could be incredibly wonderful and I was going to read them.
我开始读《阿莫斯》。我读得很慢很艰难。虽然书页翻得很慢，但我明白了故事的主要意思，这条狗和我的狗一样，与家人失散，最终找到了回家的路。那条狗就是我的狗，我是书中的小男孩。我母亲的呼唤让我回到了现实世界。我突然意识到一件事：我读一本书，我很喜欢读那本书。每个人都知道我不会阅读，但我读了。书可能会非常精彩，我会去读。

Years later, my mother was proud that her son had read thousands of books, was awarded a PhD in literature, and authored his own books, articles, poetry and fiction. The power of the words has held.
很多年以后，我的母亲为她的儿子读了数千本书，获得了文学博士学位，写了自己的书、文章、诗歌和小说感到骄傲。这就是文字的力量。