My first days as a Brit at Harvard coincided with the horrors of 9/11. In need of comfort and unable to tear ourselves away from the news, teenagers of all nationalities squashed on to sticky seats and watched the towers fall again and again on the common room TV. All shocked. All together. That moment, and the days that followed, taught me more about the strength of a community outside my own than anything since.
我作為英國(guó)留學(xué)生剛到哈佛大學(xué)(Harvard University)的那幾天,適逢美國(guó)遭遇9/11恐襲。渴望慰藉而又無(wú)法遠(yuǎn)離新聞的各國(guó)年輕人擠在公共休息室黏糊糊的椅子上,一遍又一遍地看世貿(mào)中心大廈坍塌的電視畫(huà)面。大家都震驚不已,大家都在一起。相比之后的任何經(jīng)歷,那一刻以及接下來(lái)的幾天讓我更深刻地體會(huì)到置身于一個(gè)國(guó)際社區(qū)的力量。