Arash worked at a small café every weekend for four weeks. On Friday, his boss gave him an envelope. It was his first paycheck. Inside was $140. He counted it twice.
阿拉什连续四个周末都在一家小咖啡馆打工。星期五，老板给了他一个信封。那是他的第一份薪水，里面有140美元。他数了两遍。
He walked home slowly and thought about it. The café was busy, and his feet hurt every night.
他慢慢地走回家，一路想着这件事。咖啡馆很忙，他每天晚上脚都很疼。
First, he wanted new headphones. His old ones only worked on the left side. He saw a good pair in a shop window for $130. They were on sale this week.
首先，他想买一副新耳机。他的旧耳机只有左边能响。他在一家商店的橱窗里看到一副不错的，要130美元，这个星期正在打折。
Second, he wanted to take his parents to dinner. They always paid for everything. They paid for his phone, his bus card and his school books. His father worked late three nights a week. His mother walked to work to save money.
其次，他想请父母吃一顿晚饭。他们总是什么都替他付钱：他的手机费、他的公交卡、他的课本。他父亲每周有三个晚上要加班到很晚，他母亲为了省钱，每天走路去上班。
A dinner for three at the little restaurant cost about $110. It had red lamps on every table. He could not buy both things.
在那家小餐厅，三个人吃一顿晚饭大约要110美元。那里每张桌子上都点着红色的灯。这两样东西，他不能都买。
At home, he put the money on his desk. He looked at it for ten minutes.
回到家，他把钱放在书桌上，看了十分钟。
"The headphones will not go away," he said to himself. "But Dad is tired. And this is my first paycheck."
“耳机不会跑掉的，”他对自己说，“可是爸爸太累了。而且这是我的第一份薪水。”
On Saturday, he called the restaurant. He asked for a table for three at seven.
星期六，他打电话给餐厅，订了一张七点钟三个人的桌子。
At the end of the dinner, the waiter brought the bill. Arash's father reached for it.
晚餐快结束时，服务员把账单拿来了。阿拉什的父亲伸手去拿。
"Not tonight, Dad," Arash said, and he opened his envelope.
“今晚不行，爸爸，”阿拉什说着，打开了他的信封。
