雙語暢銷書《我是馬拉拉》第7章:穆夫提(15)
But no one would listen. Some people even laughed, including a local political leader sitting in the front row.
但沒有人聽得進去。有些人甚至笑了出來，包括一位坐在觀衆席第一排的當地政治領導人。
‘Mr Khan,’ my father said to him, ‘you know what happened to the people of Afghanistan. They are now refugees and they’re living with us. The same is happening with Bajaur. The same will happen to us, mark my words, and we will have no shelter, no place to migrate to.’
“部落首領先生，”父親對他說，“你知道在阿富汗人身上發生了什麼事嗎？他們現在都成了難民，和我們住在一起。相同的事也發生在巴焦爾。而這樣的事也將會發生在我們身上，請記住我說的話，到時候我們就會流離失所，無處可去。”
But the expression on the man’s face was mocking. ‘Look at this man,’ he seemed to be saying of my father. ‘I am a khan. Who would dare kick me out of this area?’
但那個男人臉上露出了嘲諷的表情。“看看這個男人，”他顯然是在說我父親，“我可是部落首領。誰敢把我趕出這個地區？”
My father came home frustrated. ‘I have a school, but I am neither a khan nor a political leader. I have no platform,’ he said. ‘I am only one small man.’
父親沮喪地回到家。“我有一所學校，但我既不是部落首領，也不是政治領袖。我沒有舞臺可以發出聲音，”他說，“我只是一個渺小的個體。”
