I'm a storyteller.
我是一名講故事的人。
And I would like to tell you a few personal stories about what I like to call "the danger of the single story."
我想和大家分享幾個關於“單一故事的危險性”的個人故事。
I grew up on a university campus in eastern Nigeria.
我在奈及利亞東部的一個大學校園裡長大。
My mother says that I started reading at the age of two, although I think four is probably close to the truth.
母親說我兩歲就開始讀書,不過我覺得四歲左右可能更接近事實。
So I was an early reader, and what I read were British and American children's books.
所以我是個早慧的讀者,讀的都是英美兒童讀物。
I was also an early writer, and when I began to write, at about the age of seven, stories in pencil with crayon illustrations that my poor mother was obligated to read,
我也是個早慧的寫作者,大約七歲時開始用鉛筆寫作,配上蠟筆插圖,可憐的母親不得不讀這些作品。
I wrote exactly the kinds of stories I was reading: All my characters were white and blue-eyed, they played in the snow, they ate apples, (Laughter) and they talked a lot about
我寫的正是我讀的那種故事:所有角色都是白人、藍眼睛,他們在雪地裡玩耍,吃蘋果(笑聲),還大談特談……
the weather, how lovely it was that the sun had come out.
……天氣,感嘆太陽出來是多麼美好。
(Laughter) Now, this despite the fact that I lived in Nigeria.
然而,這發生在我住在奈及利亞的事實面前。
I had never been outside Nigeria.
我從未離開過奈及利亞。