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一个海地地震灾民内心独白 　　一月中旬,7.3级大地震袭击海地,逾十五万人丧生,当地处处都是悲惨的景象,而幸存下来的人除了食不果腹,还生活在余震的梦魇中。地震发生后的一周,面对已成废墟的家园,一个海地小说家拿起了笔,写下了她的恐惧、担忧、气愤、感动,以及信念。让我们一同走进这位海地妇女面对灾难时百感交集的内心世界。 　　 ――Lavender 　　 　　The family has set up camp in my brother’s house. I live just next door, but it makes us feel better to be all in the same house. My brother, a novelist, is writing his articles; I am writing mine. From time to time a 1)tremor will make us pause and run back outside, just in case, to be safe. I wonder how long we will have to be so cautious, and I long for 2)normalcy. 　　 　　We sleep. We listen to the radio. We exchange information. Mostly, we have been trying to stay alive and sane since that Tuesday afternoon a week ago when the earthquake changed our lives forever. It doesn’t help that the earth continues to 3)convulse. Just this morning, we felt another tremor, the most violent since the earthquake itself. Let us hope it did not cause more deaths and damage. 　　 　　I do not recognize the streets of Port-au-Prince. In front of what used to be a school, three corpses are covered 4)demurely by a blue sheet. Feet and eyes carefully avoid the small 5)cadavers. A few miles down, the Sacré-Coeur church, where the upper-middle class used to be baptized, married, and buried, is a big pile of rubbish. 　　 　　Under the broken glass and bricks of the five-story Caribbean Supermarket―which carried the most varied imported products and where foreigners were most likely to meet one another―women, men, and children lie trapped, given up for dead. On Monday, rescuers managed to free from the site a young woman who was still alive. That same day, a grief-stricken family identified the body of a 27-year-old mother of a 6-month-old girl who was not so lucky. 　　 　　In the evening, the digging for bodies ceases, as does the search for drinking water and food, for news about missing parents and friends. Tired, terrified of the dark and its dreams of tremors, of the morning and its bad news, secretly―or n