英语背诵80篇 07

（单词翻译）

No.7 The Right words

After my brother's massive heart attack,he lay in a coma¹ in the hospital's coronary intensive care unit. Tubes and wires hooked him up to machines that kept him alive. A scope showed the wiggly lines of a faltering² heartbeat.The only sound in his room was the rhythmical³ whoosh⁴ of the pump forcing air into his lungs.My sister-in-low stood by, helpless.

As a minister I had often been with families in similar situations. I had searched for the right words, the perfect scriptural passage, a phrase of hope, trying to comfort them. But this was a new experience.

During these difficult days,my sister-in-law and I were torn between hope and resignation. We appreciated every visitor. We were grateful for their stories of people who had snapped out of comas⁵ and returned to normal.We listened when they cared. But many visitors came through the door talking, and kept talking. Was that how I had dealt with my nervousness when I didn't know what to say?

Then a casual friend came to visit. He stood with us around the bed, looking at my brother's body. There was a long silence. Suddenly overcome with emotion, he said,"I'm sorry." There was another long pause.Finally, he hugged my sister-in-law and then turned to shake my hand. He held it a second longer than necessary and squeezed a little harder than usual. As he looked at me, tears came to his eyes. And then he left. One week later, my brother died.

Years have passed and I still remember that visitor,I do not recall his name, but I'll never forget how he shared our grief, quietly and sincerely and without awkwardess. His few words spoke⁶ volumes.