我的曲奇饼店 我想开个店里的曲奇饼干

一天晚上，一位女士在机场候机，她的航班还要等上很长的几个小时。她在机场的商店里找了一本书，买下一袋曲奇饼，找了一个地方坐下。她全神贯注地读着书，忽然看见坐在她旁边的一个男子居然大胆地从他们之间的曲奇饼袋子里拿走了一两块去吃。为了不当众发脾气，她尽量假装没有看见，使劲地嚼着曲奇饼，一边看着表，而那个可恶的曲奇饼小偷正在使她的存货不断减少。

She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, thinking,"If I wasn't so nice, I would blacken his eye." With each cookie she took, he took one too. When only one was left, she wondered what he would do. With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh, he took the last cookie and broke it in half. He offered her half, as he ate the other.

时间一分一秒地过去，她越来越生气，心想：“要不是我脾气好，我早把他的眼睛打青了！”就这样，她拿一块曲奇饼，他也拿一块，剩了*后一块时，她不知道对方会怎么做。他呢，脸上带着微笑，又有些紧张，把*后一块曲奇饼拿起来，掰成两半，给她一半，自己把另一半吃了。

She snatched it from him and thought...oooh, brother. This guy has some nerve and he's also rude. Why he didn't even show any gratitude! She had never known when she had been so galled and sighed with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate, refusing to look back at the ingrate thief.

她从对方手里夺下半块曲奇饼，想，哦，老兄！这家伙有点太胆大、太无理了。他竟然都没有露出一点感激的意思！她从来也没有像这样恼怒过，所以在她的航班通告响起时，她如释重负地叹了口气。她收拾好了行李，走向登机口，根本不想再看一眼那忘恩负义的小偷。

She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat. Then she sought her book, which was almost complete. As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise. There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes. If mine are here, she moaned in despair, the others were his, and he tried to share. Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, that she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief.

登机之后，她舒适地坐在座位上，开始找那本马上就要看完的书。就在她够到行李时，却惊讶地喘不过气来。她的曲奇饼不就放在自己眼前吗？她绝望地喃喃着，如果这是我的，那么那些曲奇饼就是他的啦，是他在和我分享。她悲哀地意识到，**已经太晚，她才是那个不讲理的、忘恩负义的、偷了曲奇饼的人。

How many times in our lives have we absolutely known that something was a certain way, only to discover later that what we believed to be true...was not?

在我们的生活中，有多少次我们认为事情完全就是那样的，而后来才发现我们认为是真相的东西……却并非真相？

It is only when we silence the blaring sounds of our daily existence that we can finally hear the whispers of truth that life reveals to us.

只有当我们让日常生活中那些喧嚣的声音沉静下来时，我们才能听到生活展现给我们的真理的低语。

When you find something funny search it for hidden truth.

如果你觉得某事很古怪，就要去发掘**在它背后的真相。

多少次，我们自信事情本该这样的，结果却发现我们坚信的事实并非如此?下面是我为大家带来英语经典美文：偷曲奇饼的人，希望大家喜欢!

A woman was waiting at an airport one night. With several long hours before her flight, she hunted for a book in the airport shop, bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop. She was engrossed in her book but h***ened to see, that the man sitting beside her, as bold as could be, grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between, which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene. So she munched the cookies and watched the clock, as the gutsy cookie thief diminished her stock. She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by, thinking,"If I wasn't so nice, I would blacken his eye." With each cookie she took, he took one too. When only one was left, she wondered what he would do. With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh, he took the last cookie and broke it in half. He offered her half, as he ate the other. She snatched it from him and thought... ooh, brother! This guy has some nerve and he's also rude, why he didn't even show any gratitude! She had never known when she had been so galled, and sighed with relief when her flight was called. She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate, refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate.

这天晚上一位女士在机场候机。还有好几个小时才到登机时间，於是她到机场商店买了本书，还买了袋饼干，找了个位置坐下来。当她正专心致志读书的时候，却瞟见坐她邻座的那个秃头男人正从他们座位中间的饼干袋里取出一两块饼干。她并不想因此做出什么举动，於是自顾自的大声咀嚼饼干，不时看看表，任凭那个大胆的窃贼把那袋饼干慢慢消耗掉。时间一点点过去，她有些坐不住了，心里想：如果不是我心肠这么好的话，一定要把他眼眶打紫。可现在，她拿一块饼干，他也拿一块。当剩下*后一块饼干的时候，她在想他会怎么做。这时，只见他脸上堆出一份不自然的微笑，拿起那*后一块饼干，掰成两半。他给她一半，自己留一半。她抓过那一半，心里愤愤的：我的天!这个家伙如此胆大，如此粗鲁，他竟一点感激的意思都没有。她感觉从没有这么懊恼过，好在这时传来登机的广播声才让她感觉到解脱。她抓起自己的行李，冲向登机口，根本不想再回头看那个窃贼一眼。

She boarded the plane, and sank in her seat. Then she sought her book, which was almost complete. As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise. There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes. If mine are here, she moaned in despair, the others were his, and he tried to share.

登上飞机，找到自己座位，一屁股坐下去，然后准备拿出那本快要读完的书。当她手在包里摸索的时候，突然大吃一惊。这不是一袋饼干吗，就在眼前。如果我的在这，她绝望地叹了口气，那一袋就是他的，而且他一直在和自己分享。

Too late to apologize, she realized with grief, that she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief!

要**也太晚了，她这时候才明白，那个窃贼竟是她自己，那个粗鲁的，忘恩负意的，窃贼!

How many times have we absolutely known that something was a certain way, only to discover later that what we believed to be true...was not?

有多少次，我们自信事情本该这样的，结果却发现我们坚信的事实并非如此?