|Written By By Dino Buzzati(P29〜P34)
|The Falling Girl
Is this a metaphor or a satire ? Marta, a nineteen- year-old girl,
made a big dive from the roof of the skyscraper. It was just about the
time of sunset. Despite of the fact that she was falling, Marta felt
as if she was hovering. For Marta, it seemed so far away when she looked
downward. While traveling from the top to the bottom vertically, she
saw some people.
First she saw people in the heyday living on top floors, some were offering
her flowers or inviting to the parties, and others even trying to catch
her from balconies. Everybody were interested in her. Marta enjoyed
meeting those people, but she was in a hurry. The sun had already plunged
into the sea.
The people Marta saw next were ordinary working people (Their offices
may be on the middle floors.), some were typing, and others in aprons
sitting at the manual labor line. Through the window, some of them also
realized a girl traveling vertically. They asked Marta where she was
heading and why. Some even showed enviousness in their asking. Instead
of answering, she gave them "good-by" waving.
And then Marta realized that she was not only one but many other girls
falling along the side of the skyscraper. It seemed that they were heading
to a big ball down there, which was exactly the one Marta had once dreamed
of . Compared with those nice dressed girls, Marta was only in a shabby
dress. Such a big confidence she had at the beginning of a long fall
had already gone. Now she started to feel if she had made an irreparable
mistake. She doubted if like other girls, she could get to the ball
in time. When she glanced upward, The dawn was spreading gradually over
It was 8:45 a.m. A wife living on the 28th floor saw a very old woman
passing by through the window. "You can see beautiful girls from
the top floors, but at these height, we can see only falling old woman
pass by...," said her husband.
Usually they can hear the thud when they get to the ground, but this
time not even that.
|The Falling Girl
One evening a 19-year-old girl named Marta, looked out over the
roof of the skyscraper and let herself hover in the air --- actually
she was falling.
The sun had not set thoroughly and illuminated her, which made her look
On the top floors there were the rich and elegant enjoying themselves
with drinking and chattering. People there got interested in Marta,
and some of them invited her. But she kept going down.
On the next level there were workers.
They stopped their duties and glanced at her.
Some of them asked why she was in such a hurry, and she answered something
was waiting for her down there.
The sun had set already, and she began to feel cold.
On the lower level she saw some men and women going to have a party
or something like that.
She thought that was what was waiting for her.
But at the moment she saw another girl falling like her, too.
In fact there were many falling women like her. It was just like a contest,
and they were much prettier than her.
On a sudden she felt insecure.
Eventually she found she wouldn't reach the party on that level in time.
On the 28th floor there were a couple; the husband seemed like to have
breakfast and the wife was cleaning the room.
They found an old woman falling down out of the window.
The husband said it was not an unlikely event --- they even could not
hear the sound of the fall.
|The Last Show
Marta was nineteen. For some reason she dived from the top of the skyscraper
in the early evening. The sun had not yet sunk and that made her simple
and cheap dress look attractive. People of the top floors were used
to looking at such people like her, and they seemed to enjoy seeing
her. Some of them invited her to have a drink. Marta refused their offer
with some satisfaction.
After the sunset, her dress looked not so chic. Then another girl who
was apparently prettier than Marta was falling behind her and passed
by her. Marta realized there were many girls who were falling. Their
faces were taut with the excitement of the flight, their hands cheerfully
waving as if to say: look at us, here we are, entertain us, is not the
Marta felt miserable. She only wore shabby clothing. Then she suddenly
felt fear; the fear of having made a terrible mistake without solution
It seemed to be late at night now. The windows were darkened one after
another, there were few people were looking out to her. The light of
the entrance were also turned off. Her heart was tightening. Looking
upwards, she saw the pinnacle of the skyscraper in its cruel power.
A man on the twenty-eighth floor was having his morning coffee and reading
his newspaper. It was 8:45. A shadow suddenly passed before the window.
His wife said it was an old woman. He told her that people of the hundred-and-
fiftieth floor could see beautiful girls, but they saw only old women.
His wife said they could at least hear thud. But this time they couldn't.
日が沈む前に飛び降りて、日が昇るまで落ち続けていたっていうことですよね？ どれくらい高いビルなのか・・・ありえませんよね？ けど、飛び降りが注目を集める最後のショーかのようで、奇妙な話でした。けど、どうして、最後に落ちが音が聞こえなかったのか・・・
|The Falling Girl
A girl was seeing the city below over the roof of the
silver skyscraper. She saw the streets and hundreds of buildings down
there and the white houses ended by the blue ocean. Gradually sun set
and the city was covered by the darkness.
Her name was Marta and she was nineteen. She leaned over and let her
go. She was hovering in the air.
Although she wore a cheap spring dress, the lyrical light of the sunset
made it pretty. Rich people offered her some flowers and cocktails,
said something to her as she was falling quickly. At the same time,
the sun went down into the sea. Therefore, girl's dress didn't reflect
Marta saw people sitting at desks in the window. They looked tired of
the end of the day working.
They asked some questions to Marta but she couldn't answer as previous
way. She started to feel cold. \\ Next, she saw a party, which exactly
she wanted to join in for her entire whole life. She found another girl
was falling above her, who was prettier than Marta. Then she realized
many other prettier and younger girls were falling down. Marta felt
the fear; fear of regrettable error.
The night went on and the lights inside windows turned off. There were
no beautiful people anymore. Marta felt nervous. When she looked upwards,
it was dark completely.
On the twenty-eighth floor, a wife shouted when an old woman just passed
by. A man was drinking coffee and reading newspaper without expression.
He said that these low floors only old woman passed by and beautiful
girls fell much floors up. He shook his head and had another sip of
coffee as usual.
|The Falling Girlの単語/Summary 提出後のMLでの討論/
Dictionary of Contemporary English /American
Heritage College dictionary/Colins