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Aunt Alexandra was fanatical on the subject of my attire. I could not possibly hope tobe a lady if I wore breeches; when I said I could do nothing in a dress, she said I wasn’tsupposed to be doing things that required pants. Aunt Alexandra’s vision of mydeportment involved playing with small stoves, tea sets, and wearing the Add-A-Pearlnecklace she gave me when I was born; furthermore, I should be a ray of sunshine inmy father’s lonely life. I suggested that one could be a ray of sunshine in pants just aswell, but Aunty said that one had to behave like a sunbeam, that I was born good buthad grown progressively worse every year. She hurt my feelings and set my teethpermanently on edge, but when I asked Atticus about it, he said there were alreadyenough sunbeams in the family and to go on about my business, he didn’t mind memuch the way I was.

亞歷山德拉姑媽對我的衣著總嘮叨不停。說什么如果我總穿條長褲，就絕對不可能成為一個有教薺的女子。我說穿了連衣裙就什么不能干了。她卻說沒人要求我做那些只有穿長褲才能干的活。在她的眼里，我應該玩小火爐、茶具，應該佩帶我出生時她送給我的可往上加珠子的項圈