十分钟
The nurse who sleeps for ten minutes
Name: ________________ Date: ________
Key words
| Word | Pinyin | Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| 喊 | hǎn | to shout; to yell |
| 秒 | miǎo | second (unit of time or angle) |
| 护士 | hùshi | nurse |
| 挂 | guà | to hang; to put up |
| 窗 | chuāng | window |
| 响 | xiǎng | to sound; to ring; sound; noise |
| 亮 | liàng | bright; shiny; to shine; to light up |
| 费 | fèi | fee; expense; cost; to spend; to cost |
| 准时 | zhǔnshí | on time; punctual |
| 只好 | zhíhǎo | to have no choice but to; to be forced to |
| 凉 | liáng | cool; cold |
| 难道 | nándào | (rhetorical) could it be that; surely not |
English (for the teacher)
From then on, I put the radishes in the pot at twelve every night. At two, Master Bai’s wife gave me a thumbs up from the car.
At ten to three the door called “welcome”, and I was only half a second behind. Clear progress.
In came a young nurse with a down jacket over her uniform and dark rings under her eyes. The first thing she did when she came in wasn’t to buy anything, but to look at her watch. Later I found out her name was Xiaomei, and she worked the night shift at the hospital next door.
She bought a cup of instant noodles, poured in hot water and sat by the window to wait. Instant noodles take three minutes. After one minute she started to nod off; after two, she was slumped over the table, asleep.
When the three minutes were up, I said to her gently: “Your noodles are ready.”
She sat bolt upright, looked at her phone and was not pleased: “Why did you wake me up?”
“Aren’t your noodles ready?”
“I come here to sleep, not to eat noodles.” She rubbed her eyes. “On the ward the phone never stops ringing and the light at the nurses’ station never goes off, so I can’t sleep at all. At three in the morning, this is the quietest place in the city. I’ve only got ten minutes.”
And with that, she slumped over the table and went back to sleep. Seven minutes later her phone alarm went off. She stood up, wolfed down the soggy noodles in a few mouthfuls and ran back to the hospital.
So the noodles were her bed fee. Four yuan fifty a night, cheaper than any bed anywhere.
The next night, at ten to three, she came in right on time. Noodles, hot water, asleep. I turned off the music in the shop, put my phone on silent and stood behind the till, without moving a muscle, even breathing carefully. A customer came in talking loudly on the phone; I shook my head at him and glanced at Xiaomei, and he lowered his voice straight away.
At three the van came, and I had to go out the back. When I came back, she’d gone. This time the noodles hadn’t been touched, and five yuan lay beside them. There was another note on the counter:
“She only needed ten minutes, and you gave her ten minutes. Eighty out of a hundred.”
Eighty? Someone was actually marking me! I looked at the noodles, already cold, and my heart beat a little faster. Just now, she was the only one in the shop. Could it be her?