今天,妈妈死了。也许是昨天,我不知道。我收到养老院的一封电报,说:“母死。明日葬。专此通知。”这说明不了什么。可能是昨天死的。养老院在马朗戈,离阿尔及尔八十公里。我乘两点钟的公共汽车,下午到,还赶得上守灵,明天晚上就能回来。我向老板请了两天假,有这样的理由,他不能拒绝。不过,他似乎不大高兴。我甚至跟 Today, my mother is dead. Maybe yesterday, I do not know. I received a telegram from the nursing home and said: “Mother died. Tomorrow will be buried.” This does not explain anything. It may be dead yesterday. Nursing home in Marongo, eighty kilometers from Algiers. I take the bus at two o’clock in the afternoon, but also to catch the spirit, will be able to come back tomorrow night. I asked the boss for two days leave, for such reasons, he can not refuse. However, he does not seem very happy. I even told