سفارش ترجمه انگلیسی

سفارش ترجمه با بهترین قیمت و بهترین کیفیت 

 

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی همراه با ترجمه فارسی

Mountain climber

The story tells about a mountain climber, who wanted to climb the highest mountain. He began his adventure after many years of preparation, but since he wanted the glory just for himself, he decided to climb the mountains alone. The night fell heavily in the heights of the mountain, and the man could not see anything. All was black. Zero visibility, and the moon and the stars were covered by the clouds. As he was climbing...only a few feet away from the top of the mountain, he slipped and fell into the air. Falling at a great speed the climber could only see black spots as he went down, and the terrible sensation of being sucked by gravity. He kept falling ... and in those moments of great fear, it came to his mind all the good and bad episodes of his life. He was thinking now about how close death was getting, when all of a sudden he felt the rope tied to pulled his waist and pulled him very hard. His body was hanging in the air...Only the rope was holding him. And in that moment of stillness "he had no other choice but to scream: "Help me God. All of a sudden, a deep voice coming from the sky answered want do you want me to do? "Save me God!"

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داستان کوتاه با ترجمه فارسی

What Are You Going To Do With Your Life?

Money is the route of all evil. The older I become the more I realize how true this statement is. I will be graduating next week and all of my family keep asking me "what are you going to do with your life?" the answer is I'm not completely sure. I imagine I will go to college to complete my bachelors degree while working a part time job, then I will pursue a career in the field I studied where I will work a 40+ hour work week to pay for countless bills.

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داستان کوتاه انگلیسی با ترجمه فارسی

The Elevator

An Amish boy and his father were in a mall.  They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again.

The boy asked, "What is this, Father?" The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, "Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is."

While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, a fat, ugly old lady moved up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened, and the lady walked between them into a small room. 

The walls closed, and the boy and his father watched the small numbers above the walls light up sequentially.

They continued to watch until it reached the last number, and then the numbers began to light in the reverse order.

 

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داستان کوتاه با ترجمه فارسی

Aman Learns A Lesson:

Aman was a good and obedient boy. His parents loved him very much. But Aman had one bad habit. He ate a lot of sweets and chocolates. His mother always told him, "Aman, don't eat so many sweets. You will get toothaches."

His mother used to keep all the sweets in a glass jar. It had a narrow mouth and a tight lid on it.

One day when his mother went to the market, Aman saw that his father was asleep. So he tiptoed to the kitchen and got the sweet jar. With great effort, he opened the tight lid and put his hand in the narrow mouth. Arnan picked a fist full of sweets. But when he tried to pull his hand out, it got stuck in the jar.

کانال تلگرام وافل هر روز با مطالب وداستان های صوتی همراه با ترجمه و اصطلاحات جالب با آدرس:

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The Story of Four Wives داستان کوتاه معنوی همراه با ترجمه فارسی

The Story of Four Wives

Once upon a time there was a rich King who had four wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to the finest of delicacies. He gave her nothing but the best.

He also loved the 3rd wife very much and was always showing her off to neighboring kingdoms. However, he feared that one day she would leave him for another.

He also loved his 2nd wife. She was his confident and was always kind, considerate and patient with him. Whenever the King faced a problem, he could confide in her, and she would help him get through the difficult times.

The King's 1st wife was a very loyal partner and had

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Youth by Joseph Conrad

Youth

by Joseph Conrad

THIS could have occurred nowhere but in England, where men and sea interpenetrate, so to speak--the sea entering into the life of most men, and the men knowing something or everything about the sea, in the way of amusement, of travel, or of bread-winning.

We were sitting round a mahogany table that reflected the bottle, the claret-glasses, and our faces as we leaned on our elbows. There was a director of companies, an accountant, a lawyer, Marlow, and myself. The director had been a Conway boy, the accountant had served four years at sea, the lawyer--a fine crusted Tory, High Churchman, the best of old fellows, the soul of honor-- had been chief officer in the P. & O. service in the good old days when mail-boats were square-rigged at least on two masts, and used to come down the China Sea before a fair monsoon with stun'-sails set alow and aloft. We all began life in the merchant service. Between the five of us there was the strong bond of the sea, and also the fellowship of the craft, which no amount of enthusiasm for yachting, cruising, and so on can give, since one is only the amusement of life and the other is life itself.

Marlow (at least I think that is how he spelt his name) told the story, or rather the chronicle, of a voyage:

"Yes, I have seen a little of the Eastern seas; but what I remember best is my first voyage there. You fellows know there are those voyages that seem ordered for the illustration of life, that might stand for a symbol of existence. You fight, work, sweat, nearly kill yourself, sometimes do kill yourself, trying to accomplish something- and you can't. Not from any fault of yours. You simply can do nothing, neither great nor little-- not a thing in the world--not even marry an old maid, or get a wretched 600-ton cargo of coal to its port of destination.

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A beautiful Story با ترجمه خط به خط فارسی

A beautiful Story

 

My Wife Navaz Called,
'How Long Will You Be With That Newspaper?
Will U Come Here And Make UR Darling Daughter Eat Her Food?
 
همسرم نواز با صدای بلند گفت، تا کی می خوای سرتو توی اون روزنامه فرو کنی؟ میشه بیای و به دختر جونت بگی غذاشو بخوره؟
 
Farnoosh Tossed The Paper Away And Rushed To The Scene.
 
شوهر روزنامه رو به کناری انداخت و بسوی آنها رفت
 
My Only Daughter, Ava Looked Frightened; Tears Were Welling Up In Her Eyes.
 
تنها دخترم آوا بنظر وحشت زده می آمد. اشک در چشمهایش پر شده بود
In Front Of Her Was A Bowl Filled To its Brim With Curd Rice.
 
ظرفی پر از شیربرنج در مقابلش قرار داشت
 
Ava is A Nice Child, Very Intelligent For Her Age.
 
آوا دختری زیبا و برای سن خود بسیار باهوش بود
 
I Cleared My Throat And Picked Up The Bowl. 'Ava, Darling, Why Don't U Take A Few Mouthful
Of This Curd Rice?
 
گلویم رو صاف کردم و ظرف را برداشتم و گفتم، چرا چند تا قاشق گنده نمی خوری؟

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A turtle family went on a picnic..

A turtle family went on a picnic.. The turtles, being naturally slow about things, took seven years to prepare for their  .Finally the turtle family left home looking for a suitable place. During the second year of their journey they found it. For about six months theycleaned up the area, unpacked the picnic basket, and completed the ks.
Then they discovered the had forgotten the salt. A picnic without salt would be a disaster, they all agreed. After a lengthy discussion, the youngest turtle was chosen to retrieve the salt from home.

Although he was the fastest of the slow moving turtles, the little turtle whined, cried, and wobbled in his shell. He agreed to go on one condition: that no one would eat until he returned. The family consented and the little turtle left.

Three years passed-- and the little turtle had not returned

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A lesson to be learned from typing the wrong email address!

A lesson to be learned from
typing the wrong email address! 

A  Minneapolis  couple decided to go toFlorida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to  stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier. Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules. So, the husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his wife flying down the following day. The husband checked into the hotel. There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an email to his wife.  However, he accidentally left out one letter in her  email address, and without realizing his error, sent the email.

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Miss Brill Summary دستان کوتاه ترجمه فارسی و بررسی و ..

MISS BRILL

by Katherine Mansfield (1888-1923)

ALTHOUGH it was so brilliantly fine–the blue sky powdered with gold and great spots of light like white wine splashed over the Jardins Publiques–Miss Brill was glad that she had decided on her fur. The air was motionless, but when you opened your mouth there was just a faint chill, like a chill from a glass of iced water before you sip, and now and again a leaf came drifting–from nowhere, from the sky. Miss Brill put up her hand and touched her fur. Dear little thing! It was nice to feel it again. She had taken it out of its box that afternoon, shaken out the moth powder, given it a good brush, and rubbed the life back into the dim little eyes. "What has been happening to me?" said the sad little eyes. Oh, how sweet it was to see them snap at her again from the red eiderdown! . . . But the nose, which was of some black composition, wasn't at all firm. It must have had a knock, somehow. Never mind–a little dab of black sealing-wax when the time came–when it was absolutely necessary . . . Little rogue! Yes, she really felt like that about it. Little rogue biting its tail just by her left ear. She could have taken it off and laid it on her lap and stroked it. She felt a tingling in her hands and arms, but that [Page 183]  came from walking, she supposed. And when she breathed, something light and sad–no, not sad, exactly–something gentle seemed to move in her bosom.

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Through the Tunnel داستان گذر از تونل با ترجمه فارسی

Through the Tunnel

Doris Lessing

GOING to the shore on the first morning of the vacation, the young English boy stopped at a turning of the path and looked down at a wild and rocky bay, and then over the crowded beach he knew so well from other years. His mother walked on in front of him, carrying a bright striped bag in one hand. Her other arm, swinging loose, was very white in the sun. The boy watched that white, naked arm, and turned his eyes, which had a frown behind them, toward the bay and back again to his mother.

When she felt he was not with her, she swung around. “Oh, there you are, Jerry!” she said. She looked impatient, then smiled. “Why, darling, would you rather not come with me? Would you rather --- “she frowned, conscientiously worrying over what amusements he might secretly be longing for, which she had been too busy or too careless to imagine. He was very familiar with that anxious, apologetic smile. Contrition sent him running after her. And yet, as he ran, he looked over his shoulder at the wild day; and all morning, as he played on the safe beach, he was thinking of it.

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True love

True love

by: Ehsan Rahimpoor

Once upon a time there was a strange creature living in a planet far from the Earth. There was no one dwelling there but this creature. Actually they were two, but had stuck to each other in a peculiar way. The shape of their body was like an egg and each of them had a very big eye which had almost covered half of their bodies. They were stuck to each other from the back side so they could never see each other or even themselves, like two eyes which are being glued together from their back. Their planet was really beautiful and they enjoyed looking at different sceneries of their planet, and they never had an image of ugly thing in their minds. The only problem was that there were neither mirrors nor water so that they could see themselves.  Although they couldn’t see each other, they loved one another. One day Cat told Cap “we love everything around us because they’re beautiful. How about ourselves? Are we beautiful or not?” there was no answer to this question since they had never seen each other, or even themselves. However in their dreams they would imagine two beautiful creatures which were connected to each other by the power of love.

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داستان کوتاه ساده انگلیسی همراه با ترجمه فارسی

Mrs Green was eighty, but she had a small car she always drove to the shops in it on Saturday and bought her food.

She did not drive fast, because she was old, but she drove well and never hit anything. Sometimes her grandchildren said to her, 'Please don't drive your car, Grandmother. We can take you to the shops.'

But she always said, 'No, I like driving. I've drive in for fifty years, and I'm not going to stop now.'

Last Saturday she stopped her car at some traffic-lights because they were red, and then it did not start again. The lights were green, then yellow, then red, then green again, but her car did not start.

'What am I going to do now?' she said.

But then a policeman came and said to her kindly, 'Good morning. Don't you like any of our colors today?'

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داستان کوتاه انگلیسی با ترجمه فارسی

How good we are

A little boy went into a drug store, reached for a soda carton and pulled it over to the telephone. He climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits.

The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation: The boy asked, "Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn? The woman replied, "I already have someone to cut my lawn."

"Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now." replied boy. The woman responded that she was very satisfied with the person who was presently cutting her lawn.

The little boy found more perseverance and offered, "Lady, I'll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of Palm beach, Florida." Again the woman answered in the negative.

With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver. The store-owner, who was listening to all, walked over to the boy and said,
"Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job."

The little boy replied, "No thanks, I was just checking my performance with the job I already have. I am the one who is working for that lady, I was talking to!"

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All Depends On Your Perspective

All Depends On Your Perspective - (Thanks To David Joyce For Sharing This With Us.)

A professor stood before her Philosophy 101 class and had some items in front of her. When the class began, wordlessly, she picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

She then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. She shook the jar lightly.

The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. She then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.  Of course, the sand filled up everything else. She then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous - yes.

The professor then produced two cans of liquid chocolate from under the table and proceeded to pour the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the
important things - - your family, your spouse, your health, your children, your friends, your favorite passions - - things that if everything
else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

"The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car." "The sand is everything else - - the small stuff."
"If you put the sand into the jar first," she continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. "Take care of the golf balls first the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One student raised her hand and inquired what the chocolate represented.

The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for chocolate!"

ترجمه در ادامه مطلب

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رمز موفقیت....داستان کوتاه انگلیسی همراه با ترجمه فارسی

Success - Socrates

A young man asked Socrates the secret of success. Socrates told the young man to meet him near the river the next morning. They met. Socrates asked the young man to walk with him into the river. When the water got up to their neck, Socrates took the young man by surprise and swiftly ducked him into the water.

The boy struggled to get out but Socrates was strong and kept him there until the boy started turning blue. Socrates pulled the boy’s head out of the water and the first thing the young man did was to gasp and take a deep breath of air.

Socrates asked him, "what did you want the most when you were there?" The boy replied, "Air". Socrates said, "That is the secret of success! When you want success as badly as you wanted the air, then you will get it!" There is no other secret.

موفقیت و سقراط

مرد جوانی از سقراط رمز موفقیت را پرسید که چیست. سقراط به مرد جوان گفت که صبح روز بعد به نزدیکی رودخانه بیاید. هر دو حاضر شدند. سقراط از مرد جوان خواست که همراه او وارد رودخانه شود. وقتی وارد رودخانه شدند و آب به زیر گردنشان رسید سقراط با زیر آب بردن سر مرد جوان، او را شگفت زده کرد.

مرد تلاش می کرد تا خود را رها کند اما سقراط قوی تر بود و او را تا زمانی که رنگ صورتش کبود شد محکم نگاه داشت. سقراط سر مرد جوان را از آب خارج کرد و اولین کاری که مرد جوان انجام داد کشیدن یک نفس عمیق بود.

سقراط از او پرسید، " در آن وضعیت تنها چیزی که می خواستی چه بود؟" پسر جواب داد: "هوا"

سقراط گفت:" این راز موفقیت است! اگر همانطور که هوا را می خواستی در جستجوی موفقیت هم باشی بدستش خواهی آورد" رمز دیگری وجود ندارد.

 

http://www.consciouslivingfoundation.org

شهر حسرت...داستان کوتاه انگلیسی

Leaving the City of Regret
  by: Larry Harp, , Heartwarmers4u

I had not really planned on taking a trip this time of year, and yet I found myself packing rather hurriedly. This trip was going to be unpleasant and I knew in advance that no real good would come of it. I'm talking about my annual "Guilt Trip."

I got tickets to fly there on Wish I Had airlines. It was an extremely short flight. I got my baggage, which I could not check. I chose to carry it myself all the way. It was weighted down with a thousand memories of what might have been. No one greeted me as I entered the terminal to the Regret City International Airport. I say international because people from all over the world come to this dismal town.

As I checked into the Last Resort Hotel, I noticed that they would be hosting the year's most important event, the Annual Pity Party. I wasn't going to miss that great social occasion. Many of the towns leading citizens would be there.

First, there would be the Done family, you know, Should Have, Would Have and Could Have. Then came the I Had family. Of course, the Opportunities would be present, Missed and Lost. The biggest family would be the Yesterday's. There are far too many of them to count, but each one would have a very sad story to share.

Then Shattered Dreams would surely make and appearance. And It's Their Fault would regale us with stories (excuses) about how things had failed in his life, and each story would be loudly applauded by Don't Blame Me and I Couldn't Help It.

Well, to make a long story short, I went to this depressing party knowing that there would be no real benefit in doing so. And, as usual, I became very depressed. But as I thought about all of the stories of failures brought back from the past, it occurred to me that all of this trip and subsequent "pity party" could be cancelled by ME! I started to truly realize that I did not have to be there. I didn't have to be depressed. One thing kept going through my mind, I CAN'T CHANGE YESTERDAY, BUT I DO HAVE THE POWER TO MAKE TODAY A WONDERFUL DAY. I can be happy, joyous, fulfilled, encouraged, as well as encouraging. Knowing this, I left the City of Regret immediately and left no forwarding address. Am I sorry for mistakes I've made in the past? YES! But there is no physical way to undo them.

So, if you're planning a trip back to the City of Regret, please cancel all your reservations now. Instead, take a trip to a place called, Starting Again. I liked it so much that I have now taken up permanent residence there. My neighbors, the I Forgive Myselfs and the New Starts are so very helpful. By the way, you don't have to carry around heavy baggage, because the load is lifted from your shoulders upon arrival. God bless you in finding this great town. If you can find it -- it's in your own heart -- please look me up. I live on I Can Do It street.

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داستان کوتاه انگلیسی + ترجمه فارسی

Believing
  by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown

A young man who had been raised as an atheist was training to be an Olympic diver. The only religious influence in his life came from his outspoken Christian friend. The young diver never really paid much attention to his friend's sermons, but he heard them often.

One night the diver went to the indoor pool at the college he attended. The lights were all off, but as the pool had big skylights and the moon was bright, there was plenty of light to practice by.

The young man climbed up to the highest diving board and as he turned his back to the pool on the edge of the board and extended his arms out, he saw his shadow on the wall. The shadow of his body was in the shape of a cross.

Instead of diving, he knelt down and asked God to come into his life. As the young man stood, a maintenance man walked in and turned the lights on. The pool had been drained for repairs.

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داستان کوتاه انگلیسی...موانع راه

THE OBSTACLE IN OUR PATH

 

In ancient times, a king had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king's wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it.

Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the big stone out of the way. Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. On approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. As the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many others never understand.

 Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve one's condition.

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ترجمه ها در یک نگاه...

داستان های وبلاگ در یک نگاه:

 

عشق و زمان

الکساندر فلمینگ

عقاب ها در طوفان

رز درون

داستان کوهستان

هدف زندگی

پیله و پروانه

عشق بدون مرز

خانواده خوشبختم

آواره و سرگردان

سرنوشت

 

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی...سرنوشت

Destiny
  by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown

During a momentous battle, a Japanese general decided to attack even though his army was greatly outnumbered. He was confident they would win, but his men were filled with doubt.

On the way to the battle, they stopped at a religious shrine. After praying with the men, the general took out a coin and said, "I shall now toss this coin. If it is heads, we shall win. If it is tails we shall lose."

"Destiny will now reveal itself."

He threw the coin into the air and all watched intently as it landed. It was heads. The soldiers were so overjoyed and filled with confidence that they vigorously attacked the enemy and were victorious.

After the battle. a lieutenant remarked to the general, "No one can change destiny."

"Quite right," the general replied as he showed the lieutenant the coin, which had heads on both sides.

 

سرنوشت

 

در طول نبردی مهم و سرنوشت ساز ژنرالی ژاپنی تصمیم گرفت با وجود سربازان بسیار زیادش حمله کند. مطمئن بود که پیروز می شوند اما سربازانش تردید داشتندو دودل بودند.

در مسیر میدان نبرد در معبدی مقدس توقف کردند. بعد از فریضه دعا که همراه سربازانش انجام شد ژنرال سکه ای در آورد و گفت:" سکه را به هوا پرتاب خواهم کرد اگر رو آمد، می بریم اما اگر شیر بیاید شکست خواهیم خورد".

"سرنوشت خود مشخص خواهد کرد".

 سکه را به هوا پرتاب کرد و همگی مشتاقانه تماشا کردند تا وقتی که بر روی زمین افتاد. رو بود. سربازان از فرط شادی از خود بی خود شدند و کاملا اطمینان پیدا کردند و با قدرت به دشمن حمله کردند و پیروز شدند.

بعد از جنگ ستوانی به ژنرال گفت: "سرنوشت را نتوان از سرنوشت"

ژنرال در حالی که سکه ای که دو طرف آن رو بود را به ستوان نشان می داد جواب داد:" کاملا حق با شماست".

 

ترجمه :سعید ضروری

 

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی...رز درون

The Rose Within

 

 A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, he examined it.

He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns? Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and just before it was ready to bloom... it died.

So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The God-like qualities planted in us at birth, grow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects.

We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realize our potential.

Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns of another, and find the rose within them.

Help others to realize they can overcome their faults. If we show them the "rose" within themselves, they will conquer their thorns. Only then will they blossom many times over.

 

رز درون

 

شخصی گل رزی را کاشت و تا قبل از گل دادن منظم از آن مراقبت و آبیاریش کرد. غنچه ای که بزودی می خواست شکوفا شود را مشاهده کرد  ، اما به خار های روی ساقه توجه کرد و با خودش فکر کرد که چه طور ممکن است گلی زیبا از گیاهی با چنین خارهای تیزی بوجود بیاید؟ با این نوع طرز فکر از آبیاری گل دست کشید و درست قبل از اینکه غنچه بشکفد گل خشک شد.

این کاریست که خیلی از افراد انجامش می دهند. درون هر روحی گل رزی وجود دارد. صفات و ظرفیت هایی خدایی در هنگام تولد در ما نهاده شده که در میان خار های عیب ها و کاستی هایمان رشد می کنند. خیلی از ما وقتی به خودمان نگاه می کنیم خار ها و کاستی ها را می بینیم و از اینکه کار مثبتی از ما سر بزند ناامید می شویم و از آبیاری خوبی های درونمان دست می کشیم تا عاقبت می میرند و هیچگاه متوجه ظرفیت ها و توانایی هایمان نمی شویم.

بسیاری متوجه رز درونشان نمی شوند و نیاز دارند تا دیگران آن را نشانشان دهند.ارزشمند ترین هدیه ای که کسی می تواند بدست بیاورد این است که به ورای خارهای دیگران برسد و رز درونشان را کشف کند.

به دیگران کمک کنید تا به این باور برسند که می توانند بر مشکلاتشان غلبه کنند. اگر رز درون را نشانشان دهیم قطعا بر مشکلاتشان غلبه خواهند کرد و در همان لحظه بار ها و بارها خواهند شکفت.

 

منبع:  Indianchild

ترجمه :سعید ضروری

 

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی

Adrift
by: Adam Khan, , Self-Help Stuff That Works

In 1982 Steven Callahan was crossing the Atlantic alone in his sailboat when it struck something and sank. He was out of the shipping lanes and floating in a life raft, alone. His supplies were few. His chances were small. Yet when three fishermen found him seventy-six days later (the longest anyone has survived a shipwreck on a life raft alone), he was alive -- much skinnier than he was when he started, but alive.

 

His account of how he survived is fascinating. His ingenuity -- how he managed to catch fish, how he fixed his solar still (evaporates sea water to make fresh) -- is very interesting.

 

But the thing that caught my eye was how he managed to keep himself going when all hope seemed lost, when there seemed no point in continuing the struggle, when he was suffering greatly, when his life raft was punctured and after more than a week struggling with his weak body to fix it, it was still leaking air and wearing him out to keep pumping it up. He was starved. He was desperately dehydrated. He was thoroughly exhausted. Giving up would have seemed the only sane option.

 

When people survive these kinds of circumstances, they do something with their minds that gives them the courage to keep going. Many people in similarly desperate circumstances give in or go mad. Something the survivors do with their thoughts helps them find the guts to carry on in spite of overwhelming odds.

"I tell myself I can handle it," wrote Callahan in his narrative. "Compared to what others have been through, I'm fortunate. I tell myself these things over and over, building up fortitude...."

 

I wrote that down after I read it. It struck me as something important. And I've told myself the same thing when my own goals seemed far off or when my problems seemed too overwhelming. And every time I've said it, I have always come back to my senses.

 

The truth is, our circumstances are only bad compared to something better. But others have been through much worse. I've read enough history to know you and I are lucky to be where we are, when we are, no matter how bad it seems to us compared to our fantasies. It's a sane thought and worth thinking.

 

ترجمه در ادامه مطلب

ادامه نوشته

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی

خانواده خوشبختم

 

هیچ وقت خودم را بی نظیر ندیدم، اما همه می گن آدم فوق العاده ای هستم. از نظر خودم، من فقط یه آدم معمولی با اهداف واقع گرایانه و رویاهای بزرگ بودم. دانشجوی 19 ساله در دانشگاه تگزاس که می خواست به آرزوی بزرگش که جراح ارتوپد شدن بود برسه.

در شب 17 فوریه سال 1981 همراه دوستم شارون در کتابخانه برای امتحان شیمی الی مطالعه می کردیم. سه سال بود که با هم دوست بودیم. چون خیلی دیر کرده بود از من خواست که به خوابگاه ببرمش. بدون اینکه بدونم سوار ماشین شدن از این به بعد برای من متفاوت خواهد شد، سوار ماشینم شدیم. وقتی داخل ماشین نشستم متوجه شدم عقربه بنزین خالی بودن باک رو نشان می ده به همین خاطر برای خریدن 2 دلار بنزین به پمپ بنزین رفتم. وقتی در را می بستم به شارون گفتم:"دو دقیقه ای بر می گردم." اما همین دو دقیقه زندگیم را برای همیشه تغییر داد.

وارد شدن به فروشگاه مثل رسیدن به دو راهه مرگ و زندگی بود. قبل از ورود سالم، ورزشکار و دانشجوی دوره مقدماتی پزشکی بودم و بعد از خروج جزو آمار قربانیان جنایت های خشن. اولش فکر می کردم وارد فروشگاهی خالی می شم اما ناگهان متوجه شدم که هیچ وقت خالی نبوده. سه سارق مسلح در حال سرقت کردن بودند که ورود من غافلگیرشان کرد. یکی از دزدها با هفت تیر 38. میلیمتری به سرم زد. دستور داد به طرف کولر برم  و روی زمین دراز بکشم و ناگهان یک گلوله به پشت سرم شلیک کرد. حتما فکر می کرد مردم چون دیگه شلیک نکرد. دزد ها سرقتشان را انجام دادند و فروشگاه را با آرامش کامل ترک کردند.

در همین حین شارون تعجب می کنه که چرا برنگشتم. بعد از دیدن خروج سه مرد از فروشگاه نگران می شه چون من آخرین فردی بودم که وارد فروشگاه شده بودم. به سرعت برای پیدا کردن من وارد فروشگاه شد—اما بجز یک صندوق تقریبا خالی با یک چک و چند سکه چیزی ندید. در حالی که صدا می کرد" مایک " "مایک" به هر راهرویی سر می زد.

 خدمتکار درحالی که فریاد می زد از پشت فروشگاه بیرون آمد و گفت: خانم روی زمین دراز بکشید. از من سرقت کردند و به سمتم شلیک شده.

شارون خودش را بر روی زمین انداخت و فریاد زد: دوستم که مو های قهوای داره رو ندیدی؟...خدمتکار جواب نداد و به سمت کولر برگشت و من رو در حالی  پیدا کرد که محتویات معده راه تنفسم را بسته بود. بسرعت دهانم را تمیز کرد و با پلیس و اورژانس تماس گرفت.

شارون شوکه شده بود. متوجه شده بود که آسیب دیده ام اما نمی تونست شدت جراحتم رو تصور کند. وقتی پلیس رسید بسرعت با دایره جنایی تماس گرفتند چون فکر نمی کردند من نجات پیدا کنم و امداد گر هم گفت تا حالا ندیده کسی با این شدت جراحت زنده مانده باشه. در ساعت 1:30 صبح پدر و مادرم که در هوستن زندگی می کردند، با تماسی از طرف بیمارستان برکنریج از موضوع مطلع شدند و از آنها خواسته شد خودشان را هر چه سریعتر به اُستین برسانند چون می ترسیدند که تا صبح دوام نیاورم.

هر طوری بود شب را پشت سر گذاشتم و زنده ماندم ، صبح خیلی زود جراح عصب تصمیم گرفت عملم کند. جراح به شارون و پدر و مادرم گفت که احتمال زنده ماندن من 40 به 60 هست. اگرچه خبر بدی نبود اما جراح با گفتن اینکه اگر ازعمل زنده بیرون بیام چه نوع زندگی خواهم داشت پدر و مادرم را شوکه کرد. گفت احتمال داره که برای همیشه نتونم راه برم، صحبت کنم و حتی دستور های ساده را هم درک کنم.

 خانوداه ام امیدوار بودند و دعا می کردند تا از دکتر خبر های دلگرم کننده ای بشنوند. به جای دلگرمی، جملات بدبینانه اش خانواده ام را به این باور رساند که من هیچ وقت نمی توانم دوباره عضو موثری در جامعه باشم. اما من یکبار دیگر هم بر مشکلات غلبه کردم و از عمل سه ساعت و نیمی نجات پیدا کردم.

پدر و مادرم به خاطر اینکه هنوز زنده بودم نفس راحتی کشیدند و دکتر هم پیش بینی کرد که چند روزی طول می کشه تا خطر کاملا برطرف بشه. هر روزی که می گذشت بهتر و بهتر می شدم و بعد از دو هفته حالم طوری شد که از ICU به بخش و به اتاقی مخصوص منتقل شدم.

مشخص بود که هنوز نمی تونستم صحبت کنم، سمت راست بدنم به طور کامل فلج شده بود و همه فکر می کردند که هیچ چیزی را درک نمی کنم. اما حداقل زنده بودم. بعد از یک هفته ماندن در اتاق مخصوص دکتر ها حس کردند شرایطم طوری هست که بتونم با آمبولانس هوایی به بیمارستان توانبخشی دلارو در هوستن منتقل بشوم.  

 توهم هم به مشکلات جسمی ام اضافه شد و پیش بینی زمان بهبودیم رو سخت کرد. اگر چه با گذشت زمان ذهنم فعال شد و تقریبا بعد از گذشت شش هفته پای راستم و هفت هفته دست راستم به اهستگی شروع به حرکت کردند و در هفته هشتم هم اولین کلمه را به زبان آوردم.

در ابتدا آهسته و به سختی صحبت می کردم اما این فقط یک شروع بود. هر روز منتظر روز جدید بودم تا ببینم چقدر پیشرفت می کنم. اما به محض اینکه فکر کردم شرایط زندگیم داره به سمت بهتر شدن پیش می ره به وسیله عصب شناس بیمارستان معاینه شدم و آزمایشی دادم. به من گفت: طبق نتیجه آزمایش معتقده که نباید به فکر برگشتن به دانشکده باشم و بهتره اهداف واقع بینانه تری را دنبال کنم.

بعد از شنیدن نظرش عصبانی شدم و به خودم گفتم: اون کسی نیست که بخواد بگه من چی کار می تونم یا نمی تونم بکنم. حتی من رو نمی شناسه. من خیلی مصمم و سرسختم.....فکر می کنم همان روز ها بود که تصمیم گرفتم هر طوری شده به دانشکده برگردم.

مدت زمان زیادی طول کشید و سختی های زیادی رو تحمل کردم اما حدودا یک سال و نیم بعد از مرگ تقریبی ام در پاییز سال 1983 موفق شدم به دانشگاه تگزاس برگردم. سال های بعد در استین برای من خیلی سخت بود. اما واقعا به این باور رسیدم که اگر بخوام زیبایی را در زندگیم ببینم باید شرایط های سخت را هم تجربه کنم. اگر چه شرایط خیلی سختی را تجربه کردم، اما من باور داشتم که می تونم در این راه نهایت تلاشم را هم بکنم و هر روزم را به بهترین شکل زندگی کنم.

هر روزی که می گذشت سرم بیشتر شلوغ می شد، در کنار شرکت کردن در کلاس های دانشگاه برای درمان سه تا پنج بار در هفته به بیمارستان برکنریج می رفتم. اگر هم کافی نبود یک هفته درمیان با هواپیما به هوستن می رفتم تا زیر نظر تام ویلیامز باشم. مربی و مدیری که با خیلی از دانشگاه ها و تیم های حرفه ای کار کرده بود و تا حالا به خیلی از ورزشکارهای آسیب دیده مثل ارل کمپل و اریک دیکرسون کمک کرده. از تام یاد گرفتم که: هیچ چیزی غیرممکن نیست و هرگز و هرگز تسلیم نشم.

تام کلمات و احساسات  دوست پدر و مادرم که جراح سرشناس مغز و اعصاب بیمارستان هوستن بود را تکرار می کرد که همراهشان در نیمه شب هولناک زمستانی به استین امد. در طول این ماه ها نظرات متعددی از طرف دکترها و متخصین مختلف دریافت می کردم. اما این دکتر گل بود که به پدر و مادرم گفت فعلا با شرایط کنار بیایید و نگران آینده نباشید.مهم نیست که چه شرایط بدی داره مهم اینه که هیچ کسی به طور قطع نمی دونه مغز در این وضعیت ها چه طور عکس العمل نشان می ده.

اخیرا در طول درمانم، پدرم این جمله مورد علاقه اش را پشت سر هم برای من تکرار می کرد . فکر می کنم باید تام و دکتر گل اون رو نوشته باشند. و من هم از وقتی آسیب دیده ام هر روز تکرارش کرده ام.

"مایل به مایل رفتن خیلی مشکله، یارد به یارد رفتن سخته؛ اما کم کم رفتن آسونه".

وقتی در اون بعد از ظهر تابستانی در سال 1986 از پله ها بالا می رفتم تا مدرکم را از دست رئیس دانشگاه تگزاس بگیرم به این کلمه ها و دکتر گل و خانواده ام و شارون که عمیقا باورم داشت فکر می کردم. وقتی شنیدم رئیس دانشگاه اعلام کرد با بالاترین نمره فارغ التحصیل شدم و به عنوان یکی از اعضای انجمن دانشجویان ممتاز انتخاب شدم و همچنین از بین 1600 نفر فارغ التحصیل دانشکده علوم انسانی به عنوان یکی از دوازده رئیس ممتاز فارغ التحصیلان انتخاب شدم دلم پر شد از شور و هیجان و غرور.

وقتی حضار ایستاده تشویقم کردند احساسات و هیجاناتی را تجربه کردم که فکر می کردم در زندگیم دوباره تکرار نخواهد شد حتی زمانیکه با مدرک فوق لیسانس مددکاری اجتماعی فارغ التحصیل شدم و حتی وقتی بصورت تمام وقت در مرکز مشاوره تگزاس استخدام شدم این حس را تجربه نکردم. اما اشتباه می کردم!

در 24 می سال 1987 متوجه شدم هیچ چیزی نمی تونه جای شادی ازدواج من و شارون را بگیره. دوست دوران دبیرستان که همیشه همراه و شریک غم ها و شادی های من بود. برای من شارون یک معجزه است. با ارزش ترین در دنیای مشکلات و درد ها و رنج هام...این شارون بود که به خاطر اینکه همیشه  کنار من باشه برای مدتی ترک تحصیل کرد و هیچ وقت ترکم نکرد و تنهام نگذاشت.

در آن روزهای تیره و تار عشق و ایمانش بود که نجاتم داد. در حالی که دختران هم سن و سالش در پارتی ها شرکت می کردند و از زندگیشان لذت می بردند، شارون زندگی اش رو وقف نجات من کرد که این برای من تعریف حقیقی عشقه.

بعد از مراسم زیبای ازدواجمان شغلم را در مرکز مشاوره ادامه دادم و تا زمانی که شارون  در بیمارستان به عنوان متخصص گفتار درمانی مشغول به کار شد به دنبال کار های فوق لیسانسم بودم. واقعا شاد بویم، اما زمانی که متوجه شدیم شارون باردار شده شاد تر هم شدیم.

در نیمه شب 11 جولای 1990 شارون با یک خبر ازخواب بیدارم کرد: "باید بریم به بیمارستان...موقع وضع حمل منه". من نمی تونستم کمکش کنم اما فکر کردم چقدر عجیبه که تقریبا زندگیم در اون فروشگاه به هم ربخت و تغییر کرد و حالا در تاریخ 11-7 داشتیم می رفتیم تا زندگی جدیدی رو وارد این دنیا بکنیم. به خاطر ورود دختر سالم و زرنگمان به این دنیا، اشک شوق در چمشانم حلقه بست. با عجله انگشتهای دست و پاهاش رو شمردیم و چشم های درشتش را تماشا کردیم که به دنیای اطرافش نگاه می کرد. وقتی بعد از تولد در بغل مادرش خوابیده بود تصویر واقعا زیبایی را برای همیشه در ذهنم حک کرد که هیچ وقت فراموشش نمی کنم. همان لحظه از خدا به خاطر دادن بزرگترین موهبت به ما یعنی شاون الیس سگل سپاسگزاری کردم.

 

by: Michael Jordan Segal

ترجمه: سعید ضروری

 متن انگلیسی داستان

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی

My Miraculous Family
  by: Michael Jordan Segal, Teaching What I Most Need to Know

 

I never considered myself unique, but people are constantly telling me, "I am a miracle." To me, I was just an ordinary "guy" with realistic goals and big dreams. I was a 19-year-old student at the University of Texas and well on my way toward fulfilling my "big dream" of one day becoming an orthopedic surgeon.

 

On the night of February 17, 1981 I was studying for an Organic Chemistry test at the library with Sharon, my girlfriend of three years. Sharon had asked me to drive her back to her dormitory as it was getting quite late. We got into my car, not realizing that just getting into a car would never quite be the same for me again. I quickly noticed that my gas gauge was registered on empty so I pulled into a nearby convenience store to buy $2.00 worth of gas. "I'll be back in two minutes," I yelled at Sharon as I closed the door. But instead, those two minutes changed my life forever.

 

Entering the convenience store was like entering the twilight zone. On the outside I was a healthy, athletic, pre-med student, but on the inside I was just another statistic of a violent crime. I thought I was entering an empty store, but suddenly I realized it was not empty at all. Three robbers were in the process of committing a robbery and my entrance into the store caught them by surprise. One of the criminals immediately shoved a .38 caliber handgun to my head, ordered me to the cooler, pushed me down on the floor, and pumped a bullet into the back of my head - execution style. He obviously thought I was dead because he did not shoot me again. The trio of thieves finished robbing the store and left calmly.

 

Meanwhile, Sharon wondered why I had not returned. After seeing the three men leave the store she really began to worry as I was the last person she saw entering the store. She quickly went inside to look for me, but saw no one -- only an almost empty cash register containing one check and several pennies. Quickly she ran down each aisle shouting, "Mike, Mike!"

 

Just then the attendant appeared from the back of the store shouting, "Lady, get down on the floor. I've just been robbed and shot at!"

 

Sharon quickly dropped to the floor screaming, "Have you seen my boyfriend ... auburn hair?" The man did not reply but went back to the cooler where he found me choking on my vomit. The attendant quickly cleaned my mouth and then called for the police and an ambulance.

 

Sharon was in shock. She was beginning to understand that I was hurt, but she could not begin to comprehend or imagine the severity of my injury.

 

When the police arrived they immediately called the homicide division as they did not think I would survive and the paramedic reported that she had never seen a person so severely wounded survive. At 1:30 a.m. my parents who lived in Houston, were awakened by a telephone call from Brackenridge Hospital advising them to come to Austin as soon as possible for they feared I would not make it through the night.

 

But I did make it through the night and early in the morning the neurosurgeon decided to operate. However, he quickly informed my family and Sharon that my chances of surviving the surgery were only 40/60. If this were not bad enough, the neurosurgeon further shocked my family by telling them what life would be like for me if I beat the odds and survived. He said I probably would never walk, talk, or be able to understand even simple commands.

 

My family was hoping and praying to hear even the slightest bit of encouragement from that doctor. Instead, his pessimistic words gave my family no reason to believe that I would ever again be a productive member of society. But once again I beat the odds and survived the three and a half hours of surgery.

 

Even though my family breathed a huge sigh of relief that I was still alive the doctor cautioned that it would still be several days before I would be out of danger. However, with each passing day I became stronger and stronger and two weeks later I was well enough to be moved from the ICU to a private room.

 

Granted, I still could not talk, my entire right side was paralyzed and many people thought I could not understand, but at least I was stable. After one week in a private room the doctors felt I had improved enough to be transferred by jet ambulance to Del Oro Rehabilitation Hospital in Houston.

 

My hallucinations, coupled with my physical problems, made my prognosis still very bleak. However, as time passed my mind began to clear and approximately six weeks later my right leg began to move ever so slightly. Within seven weeks my right arm slowly began to move and at eight weeks I uttered my first few words.

 

My speech was extremely difficult and slow in the beginning, but at least it was a beginning. I was starting to look forward to each new day to see how far I would progress. But just as I thought my life was finally looking brighter I was tested by the hospital europsychologist. She explained to me that judging from my test results she believed that I should not focus on returning to college but that it would be better to set more "realistic goals."

 

Upon hearing her evaluation I became furious for I thought, "Who is she to tell me what I can or cannot do. She does not even know me. I am a very determined and stubborn person!" I believe it was at that very moment that I decided I would somehow, someday return to college.

 

It took me a long time and a lot of hard work but I finally returned to the University of Texas in the fall of 1983 - a year and a half after almost dying. The next few years in Austin were very difficult for me, but I truly believe that in order to see beauty in life you have to experience some unpleasantness. Maybe I have experienced too much unpleasantness, but I believe in living each day to the fullest, and doing the very best I can.

 

And each new day was very busy and very full, for besides attending classes at the University I underwent therapy three to five days each week at Brackenridge Hospital. If this were not enough I flew to Houston every other weekend to work with Tom Williams, a trainer and executive who had worked for many colleges and professional teams and also had helped many injured athletes, such as Earl Campbell and Eric Dickerson. Through Tom I learned: "Nothing is impossible and never, never give up or quit."

 

He echoed the same words and sentiments of a prominent neurosurgeon from Houston, Dr. Alexander Gol, who was a close personal friend of my parents and who drove to Austin with my family in the middle of the night that traumatic February morning. Over the many months I received many opinions from different therapists and doctors but it was Dr. Gol who told my family to take one day at a time, for no matter how bad the situation looked, no one knew for certain what the brain could do.

 

Early, during my therapy, my father kept repeating to me one of his favorite sayings. It could have been written by both Tom and Dr. Gol and I have repeated it almost every day since being hurt:

 

"Mile by mile it's a trial; yard by yard it's hard; but inch by inch it's a cinch."

 

I thought of those words, and I thought of Dr. Gol, Tom, my family and Sharon who believed so strongly in me as I climbed the steps to receive my diploma from the Dean of Liberal Arts at the University of Texas on that bright sunny afternoon in June of 1986. Excitement and pride filled my heart as I heard the dean announce that I had graduated with "highest honors" (grade point average of 3.885), been elected to Phi Beta Kappa, and been chosen as one of 12 Dean's Distinguished Graduates out of 1600 in the College of Liberal Arts.

 

The overwhelming emotions and feelings that I experienced at that very moment, when most of the audience gave me a standing ovation, I felt would never again be matched in my life -- not even when I graduated with a masters degree in social work and not even when I became employed full time at the Texas Pain and Stress Center. But I was wrong!

 

On May 24, 1987, I realized that nothing could ever match the joy I felt as Sharon and I were married. Sharon, my high school sweetheart of nine years, had always stood by me, through good and bad times. To me, Sharon is my miracle, my diamond in a world filled with problems, hurt, and pain. It was Sharon who dropped out of school when I was hurt so that she could constantly be at my side. She never wavered or gave up on me.

 

It was her faith and love that pulled me through so many dark days. While other nineteen year old girls were going to parties and enjoying life, Sharon devoted her life to my recovery. That, to me, is the true definition of love.

 

After our beautiful wedding I continued working part time at the Pain Center and completed my work for a masters degree while Sharon worked as a speech pathologist at a local hospital. We were extremely happy, but even happier when we learned Sharon was pregnant.

 

On July 11, 1990 at 12:15 a.m. Sharon woke me with the news: "We need to go to the hospital .... my water just broke." I couldn't help but think how ironic it was that my life almost ended in a convenience store and now on the date "7-11" we were about to bring a new life into this world. This time it was my turn to help Sharon as she had helped me over those past years. Sharon was having contractions about every two minutes, and each time she needed to have her lower back massaged.

 

Since she was in labor for 15 hours that meant 450 massages!! It was well worth every bit of pain in my fingers because at 3:10 p.m. Sharon and I experienced the birth of our beautiful daughter, Shawn Elyse Segal!

 

Tears of joy and happiness came to my eyes as our healthy, alert, wonderful daughter entered this world. We anxiously counted her 10 fingers and her 10 toes and watched her wide eyes take in the world about her. It was truly a beautiful picture that was etched in my mind forever as she lie in her mother's waiting arms, just minutes after her birth. At that moment I thanked God for blessing us with the greatest miracle of all -- Shawn Elyse Segal.

 

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی "عشق بدون مرز"

Unconditional Love

 

motivating story

A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.

"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me."

"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."

"There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a landmine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."

"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."

"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."

At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.

 

The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are.

 

 

عشق بدون مرز

 

داستان در مورد سربازیست که بعد از جنگیدن در ویتنام به خانه  بر گشت. قبل از مراجعه به خانه از سان فرانسیسکو با پدر و مادرش تماس گرفت.

" بابا و مامان" دارم میام خونه، اما یه خواهشی دارم. دوستی دارم که می خوام بیارمش به خونه.

پدر و مادر در جوابش گفتند: "حتما" ، خیلی دوست داریم ببینیمش.

پسر ادامه داد:"چیزی هست که شما باید بدونید. دوستم در جنگ شدیدا آسیب دیده. روی مین افتاده و یک پا و یک دستش رو از دست داده. جایی رو هم نداره که بره و می خوام بیاد و با ما زندگی کنه."

"متاسفم که اینو می شنوم. می تونیم کمکش کنیم جایی برای زندگی کردن پیدا کنه.

"نه، می خوام که با ما زندگی کنه."

پدر گفت: "پسرم، تو نمی دونی چی داری می گی. فردی با این نوع معلولیت درد سر بزرگی برای ما می شه. ما داریم زندگی خودمون رو می کنیم و نمی تونیم اجازه بدیم چنین چیزی زندگیمون رو به هم بزنه. به نظر من تو بایستی بیای خونه و اون رو فراموش کنی. خودش یه راهی پیدا می کنه."

در آن لحظه، پسر گوشی را گذاشت. پدر و مادرش خبری از او نداشتند تا اینکه چند روز بعد پلیس سان فرانسیسکو با آنها تماس گرفت. پسرشان به خاطر سقوط از ساختمانی مرده بود. به نظر پلیس علت مرگ خودکشی بوده. پدر و مادر اندوهگین، با هواپیما به سان فرانسیسکو رفتند و برای شناسایی جسد پسرشان  به سردخانه شهر برده شدند. شناسایی اش کردند. اما شوکه شدند به این خاطر که از موضوعی مطلع شدند که چیزی در موردش نمی دانستند. پسرشان فقط یک دست و یک پا داشت.

پدر و مادری که در این داستان بودند شبیه بعضی از ما هستند. برای ما دوست داشتن افراد زیبا و خوش مشرب آسان است. اما کسانی که باعث زحمت و دردسر ما می شوند را کنار می گذاریم. ترجیح می دهیم از افرادی که سالم، زیبا و خوش تیپ نیستند دوری کنیم. خوشبختانه، کسی هست که با ما اینطور رفتار نمی کند. بدون توجه به اینکه چه ناتوانی هایی داریم.

 

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ترجمه: سعید ضروری

داستان کوتاه

Inspirational Life story - The Gift of Life

 

On the very first day, God created the cow. He said to the cow, "Today I have created you! As a cow, you must go to the field with the farmer all day long. You will work all day under the sun! I will give you a life span of 50 years."

The cow objected, "What? This kind of a tough life you want me to live for 50 years? Let me have 20 years, and the 30 years I'll give back to you." So God agreed.

On the second day, God created the dog. God said to the dog, "You are supposed to sit all day by the door of your house. Any people that come in, you will have to bark at them! I'll give a life span of 20 years."

The dog objected, "What? All day long to sit by the door? No way! I give you back my other 10 years of life!" So God agreed.

On the third day, God created the monkey. He said to the monkey, "Monkeys have to entertain people. You've got to make them laugh and do monkey tricks. I'll give you 20 years life span."

The monkey objected. "What? Make them laugh? Do monkey faces and tricks? Ten years will do, and the other 10 years I'll give you back." So God agreed.

On the fourth day, God created man and said to him, "Your job is to sleep, eat, and play. You will enjoy very much in your life. All you need to do is to enjoy and do nothing. This kind of life, I'll give you a 20 year life span."

The man objected. "What? Such a good life! Eat, play, sleep, do nothing? Enjoy the best and you expect me to live only for 20 years? No way, man!....Why don't we make a deal? Since the cow gave you back 30 years, and the dog gave you back 10 years and the monkey gave you back 10 years, I will take them from you! That makes my life span 70 years, right?" So God agreed.

AND THAT'S WHY.... In our first 20 years, we eat, sleep, play, enjoy the best and do nothing much. For the next 30 years, we work all day long, suffer and get to support the family. For the next 10 years, we entertain our grandchildren by making monkey faces and monkey tricks. And for the last 10 years, we stay at home, sit by the front door and bark at people!

 

Source: Indianchild

 

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی

The butterfly & the cocoon

 

A small crack appeared on a cocoon. A man sat for hours and watched carefully the struggle of the butterfly to get out of that small crack of cocoon.

 

Then the butterfly stopped striving. It seemed that she was exhausted and couldn’t go on trying. The man decided to help the poor creature. He widened the crack by scissors. The butterfly came out of cocoon easily, but her body was tiny and her wings were wrinkled.

 

The ma continued watching the butterfly. He expected to see her wings become expanded to protect her body. But it didn’t happen! As a matter of fact, the butterfly had to crawl on the ground for the rest of her life, for she could never fly.

 

The kind man didn’t realize that God had arranged the limitation of cocoon and also the struggle for butterfly to get out of it, so that a certain fluid could be discharged from her body to enable her to fly afterward.

 

Sometimes struggling is the only thing we need to do. If God had provided us with an easy to live without any difficulties then we become paralyzed, couldn’t become strong and could not fly.

 

Don’t worry, fight with difficulties and be sure that you can prevail over them.

 

شکاف کوچکی بر روی پیله کرم ابریشمی ظلاهر شد. مردی ساعت ها با دقت  به تلاش پروانه برای خارج شدن از پیله نگاه کرد. پروانه دست از تلاش برداشت. به نظر می رسید خسته شده و نمی تواند به تلاش هایش ادامه دهد. او تصمیم گرفت به این مخلوق کوچک کمک کند. با استفاده از قیچی شکاف را پهن تر کرد. پروانه به راحتی از پیله خارج شد ، اما بدنش کوچک و بال هایش چروکیده بود.مرد به پروانه همچنان زل زده بود . انتظار داشت پروانه برای محافظت از بدنش بال هایش را باز کند. اما این طور نشد. در حقیقت پروانه مجبور بود باقی عمرش را روی زمین بخزد، و نمی توانست پرواز کند.

مرد مهربان پی نبرد که خدا محدودیت را برای پیله و تلاش برای خروج را برای پروانه بوجود آورده. به این صورت که مایع خاصی از بدنش ترشح می شود که او را قادر به پرواز می کند.

بعضی اوقات تلاش و کوشش تنها چیزی است که باید انجام دهیم. اگر خدا آسودگی بدون هیچگونه سختی را برای ما مهیا  کرده بود در این صورت فلج می شدیم و نمی توانستیم نیرومند شویم و پرواز کنیم.

 

نگران نباشید، با سختی ها بجنگید و مطمئن باشید که بر آنها پیروز خواهید شد.

    

Source: Indianchild.com

ترجمه: سعید ضروری    

 

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی

The purpose of life

 

A long time ago, there was an Emperor who told his horseman that if he could ride on his horse and cover as much land area as he likes, then the Emperor would give him the area of land he has covered.

 

Sure enough, the horseman quickly jumped onto his horse and rode as fast as possible to cover as much land area as he could. He kept on riding and riding, whipping the horse to go as fast as possible. When he was hungry or tired, he did not stop because he wanted to cover as much area as possible.

 

Came to a point when he had covered a substantial area and he was exhausted and was dying. Then he asked himself, "Why did I push myself so hard to cover so much land area? Now I am dying and I only need a very small area to bury myself."

The above story is similar with the journey of our Life. We push very hard everyday to make more money, to gain power and recognition. We neglect our health , time with our family and to appreciate the surrounding beauty and the hobbies we love.

 

One day when we look back , we will realize that we don't really need that much, but then we cannot turn back time for what we have missed.

 

Life is not about making money, acquiring power or recognition . Life is definitely not about work! Work is only necessary to keep us living so as to enjoy the beauty and pleasures of life. Life is a balance of Work and Play, Family and Personal time. You have to decide how you want to balance your Life. Define your priorities, realize what you are able to compromise but always let some of your decisions be based on your instincts. Happiness is the meaning and the purpose of Life, the whole aim of human existence. But happiness has a lot of meaning. Which king of definition would you choose? Which kind of happiness would satisfy your high-flyer soul?

 

 

سال ها پیش، حاکمی به یکی از سوارکارانش گفت: مقدار سرزمین هایی را که بتواند با اسبش طی کند را  به او خواهد بخشید. همان طور که انتظار می رفت، اسب سوار به سرعت برای طی کردن هر چه بیشتر سرزمین ها سوار بر اسبش شد و با سرعت شروع کرد به تاختن. با شلاق زدن به اسبش با آخرین سرعت ممکن می تاخت و می تاخت. حتی وقتی گرسنه و خسته بود، متوقف نمی شد چون می خواست تا جایی که امکان داشت سرزمین های بیشتری را طی کند. وقتی مناطق قابل توجهی را طی کرده بود به نقطه ای رسید . خسته بود و داشت می مرد. از خودش پرسید: چرا خودم را مجبور کردم تا سخت تلاش کنم و این مقدرا زمین بدست بیاروم؟ در حالی که در حال مردن هستم و تنها به یک وجب خاک برای دفن کردنم نیاز دارم.

 

داستان بالا شبیه سفر زندگی خودمان است. برای بدست آوردن ثروت، قدرت و شهرت سخت تلاش می کنیم و از سلامتی و زمانی که باید برای خانواده صرف کرد، غفلت می کنیم تا با زیبایی ها و سرگرمی های اطرافمان که دوست داریم مشغول باشیم.

وقتی به گذشته نگاه می کنیم. متوجه خواهیم شد که هیچگاه به این مقدار احتیاج نداشتیم اما نمی توان آب رفته را به جوی بازگرداند.

زندگی تنها پول در آوردن و قدرتمند شدن و بدست آوردن شهرت نیست. زندگی قطعا فقط کار نیست ، بلکه کار تنها برای امرار معاش است تا بتوان از زیبایی ها و لذت های زندگی بهره مند شد و استفاده کرد. زندگی تعادلی است بین کار و تفریح، خانواده و اوقات شخصی. بایستی تصمیم بگیری که چه طور زندگیت را متعادل کنی. اولویت هایت را تعریف کن و بدان که چه طور می توانی با دیگران به توافق برسی اما همیشه اجازه بده که بعضی از تصمیماتت بر اساس غریزه درونیت باشد. شادی معنا و هدف زندگی است. هدف اصلی وجود انسان. اما شادی معنا های متعددی دارد. چه نوع شادی را شما انتخاب می کنید؟ چه نوع شادی روح بلند پروازتان را ارضا خواهد کرد؟

 

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ترجمه:سعید ضروری  

Love and Time

Love and Time

Inspirational love stories

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.
Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.
When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.
Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,
"Richness, can you take me with you?"
Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."
Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!"
"I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.
Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you."
"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder,
Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

 

روزی روزگاری، جزیره ای بود که تمام احساسات در آنجا زندگی می کردند. شادی ، غم ، دانش و همچنین سایر احساسات مانند عشق. یک روز به احساسات اعلام شد که جزیره غرق خواهد شد. بنابراین همگی قایق هایی را ساختند و آنجا را ترک کردند. بجز عشق. عشق تنها حسی بود که باقی ماند. عشق خواست تا آخرین لحظه ممکن مقاومت کند. وقتی جزیزه تقریبا غرق شده بود، عشق تصمیم گرفت تا کمک بخواهد.

ثروت در قایقی مجلل در حال عبور از کنار عشق بود.

عشق گفت: می توانی من را هم با خود ببری؟

ثروت جواب داد: در قایقم طلا و نقره زیادی هست و جایی برای تو وجود ندارد.

عشق تصمیم گرفت از غرور، که او هم سوار بر کشتی زیبایی از کنارش در حال عبور بود در خواست کمک کند.

-"غرور، لطفا کمکم کن"

غرور جواب داد:"عشق، من نمی توانم کمکت کنم . تو خیس هستی و ممکن است به قایقم آسیب برسانی"

غم نزدیک بود ، بنابراین عشق در خواست کمک کرد،" اجازه بده همراهت بیایم"

غم جواب داد:" اه...عشق من خیلی غمگینم و نیاز دارم تنها باشم"

شادی هم از کنار عشق گذشت و بقدری شاد بود که حتی صدای در خواست عشق را نشنید.

ناگهان صدایی به گوش رسید،" بیا عشق، من تو را همراه خود خواهم برد"  صدا، صدای پیری بود. عشق درود فرستاد و به حدی خوشحال شد که فراموش کرد مقصدشان را بپرسد. وقتی به خشکی رسیدند، پیری راه خودش را در پیش گرفت.عشق با علم به اینکه چه قدر مدیون پیریست از دانش که مسنی دیگر بود پرسید: "چه کسی نجاتم داد؟ "

دانش جواب داد:" زمان بود"

عشق پرسید:" زمان؟ اما چرا نجاتم داد؟ "

دانش با فرزانگی خاص و عمیقی لبخند زد و جواب داد: " زیرا تنها زمان است که توانایی درک ارزش عشق را داراست"

 

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ترجمه: سعید ضروری

Alexander Fleming

Alexander Fleming

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.
"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked. "Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education.
If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of."
And that he did. In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London , and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved him? Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman: Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name: Sir Winston Churchill.

الكساندر فلمينگ

کشاورز فقیر اسکاتلندی بود و فلمینگ نام داشت. يك روز، در حالي كه به دنبال امرار معاش خانواده اش بود، از باتلاقي در آن نزديكي صداي درخواست كمك را شنید، وسايلش را بر روي زمين انداخت و به سمت باتلاق دوید.  پسری وحشت زده که تا كمر در باتلاق فرو رفته بود، فرياد مي زد و تلاش مي كرد تا خودش را آزاد كند. فارمر فلمينگ او را از مرگي تدریجی و وحشتناك نجات می دهد.

روز بعد، كالسكه اي مجلل به منزل محقر فارمر فلمينگ رسید. مرد اشراف زاده خود را به عنوان پدر پسري معرفي کرد كه فارمر فلمينگ نجاتش داده بود.

 اشراف زاده گفت: " مي خواهم جبران كنم ". "شما زندگي پسرم را نجات دادی".

کشاورز اسکاتلندی جواب داد: " من نمي توانم براي كاري كه انجام داده ام پولی بگيرم". پيشنهادش را نمی پذیرد. در همين لحظه پسر كشاورز وارد كلبه شد.

اشراف زاده پرسید: " پسر شماست؟"

كشاورز با افتخار جواب داد:"بله"

با هم معامله مي كنيم. اجازه بدهيد او را همراه خودم ببرم تا تحصيل كند. اگر شبيه پدرش باشد، به مردي تبديل خواهد شد كه تو به او افتخار خواهي كرد. پسر فارمر فلمينگ از دانشكده پزشكي سنت ماري در لندن فارغ التحصيل شد. همين طور ادامه داد تا در سراسر جهان به عنوان سر الكساندر فلمينگ كاشف پنسيلين مشهور شد.

سال ها بعد، پسر اشراف زاده به ذات الريه مبتلا شد.

چه چيزي نجاتش داد؟ پنسيلين.

منبع: SHORT STORIES

short stories

Story of the year

  

Mountain Story

 

"A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"
He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"
The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"
He receives the answer: "Coward!"
He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"
The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."
Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"
The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand.
Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.
It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.
If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.

This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;
Life will give you back everything you have given to it."

YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!"
-- Unknown Author

 

داستان كوهستان

پسري همراه با پدرش در كوهستان پياده روي مي كردند كه ناگهان پسر به زمين مي خورد و آسيب مي بيند و نا خود آگاه فرياد مي زند: "آآآه ه ه ه ه"

با تعجب صداي تكرار را از جايي در كوهستان مي شنود.  "آآآه ه ه ه ه"

با كنجكاوي، فرياد مي زند:"تو كي هستي؟"

صدا پاسخ می دهد:"تو كي هستي"

سپس با صداي بلند در كوهستان فرياد مي زند:" ستايشت مي كنم"

صدا پاسخ مي دهد:" ستايشت مي كنم"

به خاطر پاسخ عصباني مي شود و فرياد مي زند:"ترسو"

جواب را دريافت مي كند:"ترسو"

به پدرش نگاه مي كند و مي پرسد:" چه اتفاقي افتاده؟ "

پدر خنديد و گفت:" پسرم، گوش بده"

اين بار پدر فرياد مي زند: " تو قهرماني"

صدا پاسخ مي دهد : " تو قهرماني"

پسر شگفت زده مي شود، اما متوجه موضوع  نمي شود.

سپس پدر توضيح مي دهد: " مردم به اين پژواك مي گويند، اما اين همان زندگيست"

زندگي همان چيزي را كه انجام مي دهي يا مي گويي به تو بر مي گرداند.

زندگي ما حقيقا بازتابي از اعمال ماست.

اگر در دنيا عشق بيشتري مي خواهي، عشق بيشتري را در قلبت بيافرين.

اگربدنبال قابليت بيشتري در گروهت هستي. قابليتت را بهبود ببخش.

اين رابطه شامل همه چيز و همه ی جنبه هاي زندگي مي شود.

زندگي هر چيزي را كه به آن داده اي به تو خواهد داد.

زندگي تو يك اتفاق نيست، انعكاسي از وجود توست.

داستان كوهستان، بهترين داستان سال

نويسنده: نامشخص

منبع: SHORT STORIES

                                                                                                                         ترجمه: سعيد ضروري

داستان کوتاه انگلیسی...عقاب ها در طوفان

EAGLES IN A STORM 

Did you know that an eagle knows when a storm is approaching long before it breaks?

 The eagle will fly to some high spot and wait for the winds to come. When the storm hits, it sets its wings so that the wind will pick it up and lift it above the storm. While the storm rages below, the eagle is soaring above it.

The eagle does not escape the storm. It simply uses the storm to lift it higher. It rises on the winds that bring the storm.

When the storms of life come upon us - and all of us will experience them - we can rise above them by setting our minds and our belief toward God. The storms do not have to overcome us. We can allow God's power to lift us above them.

God enables us to ride the winds of the storm that bring sickness, tragedy, failure and disappointment in our lives. We can soar above the storm.

Remember, it is not the burdens of life that weigh us down, it is how we handle them.

عقاب ها در طوفان

 

آيا مي دانستيد كه عقاب قبل از شروع طوفان متوجه نزديك شدنش مي شود؟

عقاب به نقطه اي بلند پرواز مي كند و منتظر رسيدن باد مي شود.

وقتي طوفان از راه مي رسد بال هايش را باز مي كند تا باد بلندش كند و به بالاي طوفان ببردش.

در حالي كه طوفان در زير بالهایش در جريان است، عقاب بر روي آن در حال پرواز است.

عقاب از طوفان نمي گريزد و از آن براي بلند تر پروزا كردن استفاده مي كند. با باد هايي پرواز مي كند و اوج مي گيرد كه طوفان را به همراه دارند.

وقتي طوفان زندگي به سمت ما مي آيد و بی شک همه ما آنها را تجربه خواهیم کرد، مي توانيم با قرار دادن ذهن و اعتقاداتمان به سمت خدا بر آنها چيره شويم. طوفان ها نبايد بر ما غلبه كنند. ما مي توانيم اجازه بدهيم كه قدرت خدا ما را به فراتر از آنها ببرد.

خداوند ما را توانا ساخته تا بر فراز باد هاي طوفان هايي كه همراه خود بيماري، مصيبت، شكست و نااميدي در زندگي را به ارمغان مي آورند پرواز كنيم.

 به ياد آوريد، بار زندگي نيست كه باعث سقوط ما مي شود بلكه علتش نوع عکس العمل ماست.

 

 

منبع: SHORT STORIES

ترجمه:         سعيد ضروري