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Hillary Speaks in Washington, DC June 7转身的优雅——希拉里退选演讲（英文全稿）Thank you so much. Thank you all.Well, this isn’t exactly the party I’d planned, but I sure like the company.I want to start today by saying how grateful I am to all of you – to everyone who poured your hearts and your hopes into this campaign, who drove for miles and lined the streets waving homemade signs, who scrimped and saved to raise money, who knocked on doors and made calls, who talked and sometimes argued with your friends and neighbors, who emailed and contributed online, who invested so much in our common enterprise, to the moms and dads who came to our events, who lifted their little girls and little b oys on their shoulders and whispered in their ears, “See, you can be anything you want to be.”To the young people like 13 year-old Ann Riddle from Mayfield, Ohio who had been saving for two years to go to Disney World, and decided to use her savings instead to travel to Pennsylvania with her Mom and volunteer there as well. To the veterans and the childhood friends, to New Yorkers and Arkansans who traveled across the country and telling anyone who would listen why you supported me.To all those women in their 80s and their 90s born before women could vote who cast their votes for our campaign. I’ve told you before about Florence Steen of South Dakota, who was 88 years old, and insisted that her daughter bring an absentee ballot to her hospice bedside. Her daughter and a friend put an American flag behind her bed and helped her fill out the ballot. She passed away soon after, and under state law, her ballot didn’t count. But her daughter later told a reporter, “My dad’s an ornery old cowboy, and he didn’t like it when he heard mom’s vote wouldn’t be counted. I don’t think he had voted in 20 years. But he voted in place of my mom.”To all those who voted for me, and to whom I pledged my utmost, my commitment to you and to the progress we seek is unyielding. You have inspired and touched me with the stories of the joys and sorrows that make up the fabric of our lives and you have humbled me with your commitment to our country.18 million of you from all walks of life – women and men, young and old, Latino and Asian, African-American and Caucasian, rich, poor and middle class, gay and straight – you have stood strong with me. And I will continue to stand strong with you, every time, every place, and every way that I can. The dreams we share are worth fighting for. Remember - we fought for the single mom with a young daughter, juggling work and school, who told me, “I’m doing it all to better myself for her.” We fought for the woman who grabbed my hand, and asked me, “What are you going to do to make sure I hav e health care?” and began to cry because even though she works three jobs, she can’t afford insurance. We fought for the young man in the Marine Corps t-shirt who waited months for medical care and said, “Take care of my buddies over there and then, will you please help take care of me?” We fought for all those who’ve lost jobs and health care, who can’t afford gas or groceries or college, who have felt invisible to their president these last seven years.I entered this race because I have an old-fashioned conviction: that public service is about helping people solve their problems and live their dreams. I’ve had every opportunity and blessing in my own life – and I want the same for all Americans. Until that day comes, you will always find me on the front lines of democracy – fighting for the future.The way to continue our fight now – to accomplish the goals for which we stand – is to take our energy, our passion, our strength and do all we can to help elect Barack Obama the next President of the United States.Today, as I suspend my campaign, I congratulate him on the victory he has won and the extraordinary race he has run. I endorse him, and throw my full support behind him. And I ask all of you to join me in working as hard for Barack Obama as you have for me.I have served in the Senate with him for four years. I have been in this campaign with him for 16 months. I have stood on the stage and gone toe-to-toe with him in 22 debates. I have had a front row seat to his candidacy, and I have seen his strength and determination, his grace and his grit.In his own life, Barack Obama has lived the American Dream. As a community organizer, in the state senate, as a United States Senator - he has dedicated himself to ensuring the dream is realized. And in this campaign, he has inspired so many to become involved in the democratic process and invested in our common future.Now when I started this race, I intended to win back the White House, and make sure we have a president who puts our country back on the path to peace, prosperity, and progress. And that's exactly what we're going to do by ensuring that Barack Obama walks through the doors of the Oval Office on January 20, 2009.I understand that we all know this has been a tough fight. The Democratic Party is a family, and it’s now time to restore the ties that bind us together and to come together around the ideals we share, the values we cherish, and the country we love.We may have started on separate journeys – but today, our paths have merged. And we are all heading toward the same destination, united and more ready than ever to win in November and to turn our country around because so much is at stake.We all want an economy that sustains the American Dream, the opportunity to work hard and have that work rewarded, to save for college, a home and retirement, to afford that gas and those groceries and still have a little left over at the end of the month. An economy that lifts all of our people and ensures that our prosperity is broadly distributed and shared.We all want a health care system that is universal, high quality, and affordable so that parents no longer have to choose between care for themselves or their children or be stuck in dead end jobs simply to keep their insurance. This isn’t just an issue for me – it is a passion and a cause – and it is a fight I will continue until every single American is insured – no exceptions, no excuses.We all want an America defined by deep and meaningful equality – from civil rights to labor rights, from wo men’s rights to gay rights, from ending discrimination to promoting unionization to providing help for the most important job there is: caring for our families.We all want to restore America’s standing in the world, to end the war in Iraq and once again lead by the power of our values, and to join with our allies to confront our shared challenges from poverty and genocide to terrorism and global warming.You know, I’ve been involved in politics and public life in one way or another for four decades. Duri ng those forty years, our country has voted ten times for President. Democrats won only three of those times. And the man who won two of those elections is with us today.We made tremendous progress during the 90s under a Democratic President, with a flourishing economy, and our leadership for peace and security respected around the world. Just think how much more progress we could have made over the past 40 years if we had a Democratic president. Think about the lost opportunities of these past seven years –on the environment and the economy, on health care and civil rights, on education, foreign policy and the Supreme Court. Imagine how far we could’ve come, how much we could’ve achieved if we had just had a Democrat in the White House.We cannot let this moment slip away. We have come too far and accomplished too much.Now the journey ahead will not be easy. Some will say we can’t do it. That it’s too hard. That we’re just not up to the task. But for as long as America has existed, it has been the Amer ican way to reject “can’t do” claims, and to choose instead to stretch the boundaries of the possible through hard work, determination, and a pioneering spirit.It is this belief, this optimism, that Senator Obama and I share, and that has inspired so many millions of our supporters to make their voices heard.So today, I am standing with Senator Obama to say: Yes we can.Together we will work. We’ll have to work hard to get universal health care. But on the day we live in an America where no child, no man, and no woman is without health insurance, we will live in a stronger America. That’s why we need to help elect Barack Obama our President.We’ll have to work hard to get back to fiscal responsibility and a strong middle class. But on the day we live in anAmerica whose middle class is thriving and growing again, where all Americans, no matter where they live or where their ancestors came from, can earn a decent living, we will live in a stronger America and that is why we must elect Barack Obama our President.We’ll have to work hard to foster the innovation that makes us energy independent and lift the threat of global warming from our children’s future. But on the day we live in an America fueled by renewable energy, we will live in a stronger America. That’s why we have to help elect Barack Obama our President.We’ll have to work hard to bring our troops home from Iraq, and get them the support they’ve earned by their service. But on the day we live in an America that’s as loyal to our troops as they have been to us, we will live in a stronger America and that is why we must help elect Barack Obama our President.This election is a turning point election and it is critical that we all understand what our choice really is. Will we go forward together or will we stall and slip backwards. Think how much progress we have already made. When we first started, people everywhere asked the same questions:Could a woman really serve as Commander-in-Chief? Well, I think we answered that one.And could an African American really be our President? Senator Obama has answered that one.Together Senator Obama and I achieved milestones essential to our progress as a nation, part of our perpetual duty to form a more perfect union.Now, on a personal note – when I was asked what it means to be a woman running for President, I always gave the same answer: that I was proud to be running as a woman but I was running because I thought I’d be the best President. But I am a woman, and like millions of women, I know there are still barriers and biases out there, often unconscious.I want to build an America that respects and embraces the potential of every last one of us.I ran as a daughter who benefited from opportunities my mother never dreamed of. I ran as a mother who worries about my daughter’s future and a mother who wants to lead all children to brighter tomorrows. To build that future I see, we must make sure that women and men alike understand the struggles of their grandmothers and mothers, and that women enjoy equal opportunities, equal pay, and equal respect. Let us resolve and work toward achieving some very simple propositions: There are no acceptable limits and there are no acceptable prejudices in the twenty-first century.You can be so proud that, from now on, it will be unremarkable for a woman to win primary state victories, unremarkable to have a woman in a close race to be our nominee, unremarkable to think that a woman can be the President of the United States. And that is truly remarkable.To those who are disappointed that we couldn’t go all the way – especially the young people who put so much into this campaign – it would break my heart if, in falling short of my goal, I in any way discouraged any of you from pursuing yours. Always aim high, work hard, and care deeply about what you believe in. When you stumble, keep faith. When you’re knocked down, get right back up. And never listen to anyone who says you can’t or shouldn’t go on.As we gather here today in this historic magnificent building, the 50th woman to leave this Earth is orbiting overhead. If we can blast 50 women into space, we will someday launch a woman into the White House.Although we weren’t able to shatter that highest, hardest glass ceiling this time, thanks to you, it’s got about 18 million cracks in it. And the light is shining through like never before, filling us all with the hope and the sure knowledge that the path will be a little easier next time. That has always been the history of progress in America.Think of the suffragists who gathered at Seneca Falls in 1848 and those who kept fighting until women could cast their votes. Think of the abolitionists who struggled and died to see the end of slavery. Think of the civil rights heroes and foot-soldiers who marched, protested and risked their lives to bring about the end to segregation and Jim Crow. Because of them, I grew up taking for granted that women could vote. Because of them, my daughter grew up taking for granted that children of all colors could go to school together. Because of them, Barack Obama and I could wage a hard fought campaign for the Democratic nomination. Because of them, and because of you, children today will grow up taking for granted that an African American or a woman can yes, become President of the United States.When that day arrives and a woman takes the oath of office as our President, we will all stand taller, proud of the values of our nation, proud that every little girl can dream and that her dreams can come true in America. And all of you willknow that because of your passion and hard work you helped pave the way for that day.So I want to say to my supporters, when you hear people saying – or think to yourself –“if only” or “what if,” I say, “please don’t go there.” Every moment wasted looking back keeps us from moving forward.Life is too short, time is too precious, and the stakes are too high to dwell on what might have been. We have to work together for what still can be. And that is why I will work my heart out to make sure that Senator Obama is our next President and I hope and pray that all of you will join me in that effort.To my supporters and colleagues in Congress, to the governors and mayors, elected officials who stood with me, in good times and in bad, thank you for your strength and leadership. To my friends in our labor unions who stood strong every step of the way – I thank you and pledge my support to you. To my friends, from every stage of my life – your love and ongoing commitments sustain me every single day. To my family – especially Bill and Chelsea and my mother, you mean the world to me and I thank you for all you have done. And to my extraordinary staff, volunteers and supporters, thank you for working those long, hard hours. Thank you for dropping everything – leaving work or school –traveling to places you’d never been, sometimes for months on end. And thanks to your families as well because your sacrifice was theirs too.All of you were there for me every step of the way. Being human, we are imperfect. That’s why we need each other. To catch each other when we falter. To encourage each other when we lose heart. Some may lead; others may follow; but none of us can go it alone. The changes we’re working for are changes that we can only accomplish together. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness are rights that belong to each of us as individuals. But our lives, our freedom, our happiness, are best enjoyed, best protected, and best advanced when we do work together.That is what we will do now as we join forces with Senator Obama and his campaign. We will make history together as we write the next chapter in America’s story. We will stand united for the values we hold dear, for the vision of progress we share, and for the country we love. There is nothing more American than that.And looking out at you today, I have never felt so blessed. The challenges that I have faced in this campaign are nothing compared to those that millions of Americans face every day in their own lives. So today, I’m going to count my blessings and keep on going. I’m going to keep doing what I was doing long before the came ras ever showed up and what I’ll be doing long after they’re gone: Working to give every American the same opportunities I had, and working to ensure that every child has the chance to grow up and achieve his or her God-given potential.I will do it with a heart filled with gratitude, with a deep and abiding love for our country–and with nothing but optimism and confidence for the days ahead. This is now our time to do all that we can to make sure that in this election we add another Democratic president to that very small list of the last 40 years and that we take back our country and once again move with progress and commitment to the future.Thank you all and God bless you and God bless America.。
rewriting american history课文总结我们这些成长于50年代的人总以为美国的历史教科书是亘古不变的。
对于儿时的我们来说，历史书就代表了事情的真相，因为它们是美国历史。
这不仅因为在我们读到这些书的时候，我们尚未意识到书上印刷的并不意味着事实，至少不是事实的全部，而是因为和其他书比起来，历史书看起来更权威。
一卷卷厚重的书本字斟句酌、严谨慎重、呆板无趣，就像中国皇帝一样遥不可及。
老师们对这些书充满了尊敬，而我们则唯唯诺诺地每周背诵一个章节来表达我们对它们的崇敬。
然而今天，历史教科书已然发生了变化，有些甚至变得面目全非，让我们这些成年人再难找到以前教科书的一丝踪迹。
时下的一本初中历史教科书中，美国历史开始于一个黑人牛仔男孩乔治·麦克琼金的故事。
1925年一个寒冷春日的清晨，麦克琼金骑马经过新墨西哥州的一条荒凉的林间小道，他发现了一堆骨骸和石器工具，科学家们后来证明这些骨骸和石器属于一万年前的印第安文明。
书中写道，科学家们据此认为至少两万年前南北美洲就出现了人类。
在介绍来到美洲的欧洲探险家们之前，该书先讨论了阿兹特克人、玛雅人、印加文明以及“文明”一词的含义。
另一本为五年级学生撰写的教科书则以一位田纳西州国会议员亨利·B·冈萨雷斯的民族身份认知之旅开篇。
在冈萨雷斯10岁那年，他的老师告诉他，他是一个美国人，因为他出生在美国。
但他的祖母却反问：“这只猫是在烤炉里出生的，那难道它就是个面包吗？”在讲述完冈萨雷斯先生最终上了大学和法学院的故事之后，书中的解释是“大熔炉的观点并未像某些人所预期的那样取得成效”，而且如今“有些人认为美国与其说是一个大熔炉，倒不如说是一个沙拉碗”。
可怜的哥伦布！他如今成了个小角色，不过是美国历史里一个跑龙套的。
即使有些书没有把他的画像替换成玛雅庙宇或易洛魁族面具，这些书也不认为是他发现了美洲，甚至不认为是欧洲人发现了美洲。
书中认为在哥伦布之前，维京人就已经发现了“新世界”，只不过此后的欧洲人或许遗失了地图或忘记了这些地图的存在，在之后的500年中再没有想起来要穿越这片大洋。
Transcript of Hillary Clinton Endorsement Speech6月7日，美国民主党总统竞选人希拉里在华盛顿正式宣布停止竞选，转而支持竞争对手奥巴马成为总统。
希拉里的推选演说内容可圈可点，赢得阵阵掌声，虽然选举失败，但离开得仍然如同一个胜者。
Thank you very, very much. Well, this isn't exactly the party I'd planned, but I sure like the company.And I want to start today by saying how grateful I am to all of you, to everyone who poured your hearts and your hopes into this campaign, who drove for miles and lined the streets waving homemade signs, who scrimped and saved to raise money, who knocked on doors and made calls, who talked, sometimes argued with your friends and neighbors...... who e-mailed and contributed online, who invested so much in our common enterprise, to the moms and dads who came to our events, who lifted their little girls and little boys on their shoulders and whispered in their ears, "See, you can be anything you want to be."To the young people...... like 13-year-old Anne Riddell (ph) from Mayfield, Ohio, who had been saving for two years to go to Disney World and decided to use her savings instead to travel to Pennsylvania with her mom and volunteer there, as well.To the veterans, to the childhood friends, to New Yorkers and Arkansans... ... who traveled across the country, telling anyone who would listen why you supported me. And to all of those women in their 80s and their 90s...... born before women could vote, who cast their votes for our campaign. I've told you before about Florence Stein (ph) of South Dakota who was 88 years old and insisted that her daughter bring an absentee ballot to her hospice bedside. Her daughter and a friend put an American flag behind her bed and helped her fill out the ballot. She passed away soon after and, under state law, her ballot didn't count, but her daughter later told a reporter, "My dad's an ornery, old cowboy, and he didn't likeit when he heard Mom's vote wouldn't be counted. I don't think he had voted in 20 years, but he voted in place of my mom."So to all those who voted for me and to whom I pledged my utmost, my commitment to you and to the progress we seek is unyielding.You have inspired and touched me with the stories of the joys and sorrows that make up the fabric of our lives. And you have humbled me with your commitment to our country. Eighteen million of you, from all walks of life...... women and men, young and old, Latino and Asian, African- American and Caucasian... ... rich, poor, and middle-class, gay and straight, you have stood with me.And I will continue to stand strong with you every time, every place, in every way that I can. The dreams we share are worth fighting for.Remember, we fought for the single mom with the young daughter, juggling work and school, who told me, "I'm doing it all to better myself for her."We fought for the woman who grabbed my hand and asked me, "What are you going to do to make sure I have health care?" and began to cry, because even though she works three jobs, she can't afford insurance.We fought for the young man in the Marine Corps t-shirt who waited months for medical care and said, "Take care of my buddies over there, and then will you please take care of me?"We fought for all those who've lost jobs and health care, who can't afford gas or groceries or college, who have felt invisible to their president these last seven years.I entered this race because I have an old-fashioned conviction that public service is about helping people solve their problems and live their dreams. I've had every opportunity and blessing in my own life, and I want the same for all Americans. And until that day comes, you'll always find me on the front lines of democracy, fighting for the future.as we gather here today in this historic, magnificent building, the 50th woman to leave this Earth is orbiting overhead. If we can blast 50 women into space, we willsomeday launch a woman into the White House.Although we weren't able to shatter that highest, hardest glass ceiling this time, thanks to you, it's got about 18 million cracks in it...... and the light is shining through like never before, filling us all with the hope and the sure knowledge that the path will be a little easier next time.That has always been the history of progress in America. Think of the suffragists who gathered at Seneca Falls in 1848 and those who kept fighting until women could cast their votes.Think of the abolitionists who struggled and died to see the end of slavery. Think of the civil rights heroes and foot soldiers who marched, protested, and risked their lives to bring about the end of segregation and Jim Crow.Because of them, I grew up taking for granted that women could vote and, because of them, my daughter grew up taking for granted that children of all colors could go to school together.Because of them, Barack Obama and I could wage a hard-fought campaign for the Democratic nomination. Because of them and because of you, children today will grow up taking for granted that an African-American or a woman can, yes, become the president of the United States. And so...... when that day arrives, and a woman takes the oath of office as our president, we will all stand taller, proud of the values of our nation, proud that every little girl can dream big and that her dreams can come true in America.And all of you will know that, because of your passion and hard work, you helped pave the way for that day. So I want to say to my supporters: When you hear people saying or think to yourself, "If only, or, "What if," I say, please, don't go there. Every moment wasted looking back keeps us from moving forward.Life is too short, time is too precious, and the stakes are too high to dwell on what might have been. We have to work together for what still can be. And that is why I will work my heart out to make sure that Senator Obama is our next president. And I hope and pray that all of you will join me in that effort.To my supporters and colleagues in Congress, to the governors and mayors, electedofficials who stood with me in good times and bad, thank you for your strength and leadership.To my friends in our labor unions who stood strong every step of the way, I thank you and pledge my support to you.To my friends from every stage of my life, your love and ongoing commitment sustained me every single day.To my family, especially Bill and Chelsea and my mother, you mean the world to me, and I thank you for all you have done.And to my extraordinary staff, volunteers and supporters...... thank you for working those long, hard hours. Thank you for dropping everything, leaving work or school, traveling to places that you've never been, sometimes for months on end. And thanks to your families, as well, because your sacrifice was theirs, too. All of you were there for me every step of the way.Now, being human, we are imperfect. That's why we need each other, to catch each other when we falter, to encourage each other when we lose heart. Some may lead, some may follow, but none of us can go it alone.The changes we're working for are changes that we can only accomplish together. Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness are rights that belong to us as individuals. But our lives, our freedom, our happiness are best enjoyed, best protected, and best advanced when we do work together.That is what we will do now, as we join forces with Senator Obama and his campaign. We will make history together, as we write the next chapter in America's story. We will stand united for the values we hold dear, for the vision of progress we share, and for the country we love.There is nothing more American than that.And looking out at you today, I have never felt so blessed. The challenges that I have faced in this campaign...... are nothing compared to those that millions of Americans face every day in their own lives.So today I'm going to count my blessings and keep on going. I'm going to keep doing what I was doing long before the cameras ever showed up and what I'll be doing long after they're gone: working to give every American the same opportunities I had and working to ensure that every child has the chance to grow up and achieve his or her God-given potential.I will do it with a heart filled with gratitude, with a deep and abiding love for our country, and with nothing but optimism and confidence for the days ahead. This is now our time to do all that we can to make sure that, in this election, we add another Democratic president to that very small list of the last 40 years and that we take back our country and once again move with progress and commitment to the future.Thank you all. And God bless you, and God bless America.。
（中英）希拉里在联合国第四届妇女大会上的演讲第一篇：(中英)希拉里在联合国第四届妇女大会上的演讲（中英）希拉里在联合国第四届妇女大会上的演讲Mrs.Mongella, Under Secretary Kittani, distinguished delegates and guests: 蒙盖拉女士，联合国副秘书长奇塔尼先生，尊敬的代表和来宾们：I would like to thank the Secretary General of the United Nations for inviting me to be a part of the United Nations Fourth World Conference of Women.This is truly a celebration--a celebration of the contributions women make in every aspect of life: in the home, on the job, in their communities, as mothers, wives, sisters, daughters, learners, workers, citizens and leaders.感谢联合国秘书长邀请我参加这次联合国第四次妇女大会。
这是一次真正的盛典――妇女做为母亲，妻子，姐妹，女儿，学生，工人，公民和领导在生活的方方面面：家庭中，工作中和社会上所做的贡献的庆典。
It is also a coming together, much of the way women come together ever day in every country.We come together in fields and in factories.We come together in village markets and supermarkets.We come together in living rooms and board rooms.这也是一次聚会，如同每个国家的妇女每天都在发生的聚会。
在1959年，六年级的我在金老师布置的作业中写了我的自传。
在29页纸的篇幅中，有近一半充斥着我认真写下的随笔。
我描述了我的父母，兄弟，宠物，房屋，爱好，学校，运动，以及对未来的规划。
42年后，我着手写另一本回忆录，关于在白宫里我与比尔克林顿共同度过的八年。
很快我意识到我无法解释我作为第一夫人的生活而避免提及最初的日子——我是如何成为那个在1993年1月23日踏入白宫的那个女人，担任起全新的职位并且开始体验那段考验我并改变我的经历。
尽管我曾经有些挑剔，但我仍希望自己表达了那些影响我并且仍在塑造，充实我的世界的事件和人际关系。
自从离开白宫，作为参议员代表纽约是一份卑微而令人气馁的职责，我希望以后可以更加详尽地描述这段经历。
2001年9月11日那场可怕的袭击使纽约人和其他美国人看清了这点。
我们必须扮演好保护并强化民主理念的角色，只因那理念在200多年里激励并引导着我们国家前进。
这些理念是我所能记得的，或者说是伴我成长的。
我经常提及的政治生活是在人类本性中的继续教育。
我在白宫的8年考验了我的忠诚，政治信仰，婚姻，国家宪法和政治体系。
我逐渐成为了政治以及关于美国未来的意识形态争斗的避雷针，成为了辨别情感，善恶，女性选择和角色的标尺。
这就是8年里我作为第一夫人，作为总统夫人，如何从纽约参议员上位并发出我的政治力量的故事。
有些人问我是如何正确看待近来的事件，人物和位置的，甚至其中一些我仍参与其中。
我在经历那些的同时已经尽力传达我的结果，思想和感受。
这并不是想要塑造一段面面俱到的历史，而是一篇深入探究我生命中，同时也是美国历史上，一段特殊时间的个人回忆。
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希拉里的退选演说全文H i l l a r y C l i n t o n E n d o rs e m e n t S e e c hThe following text is amended on 12 November 2020.￡à-àμíYμ￡¨è2￡Hillary Clinton Endorsement Speech2008-06-22 08:19(APPLAUSE)And that together we will work -- we'll have to work hard to achieve universal health care. But on the day we live in an America where no child, no man, and no woman is without health insurance, we will live in a stronger America. That's why we need to help elect Barack Obama our president.(APPLAUSE)We'll have to work hard to get back to fiscal responsibility and a strong middle class. But on the day we live in an America whose middle class is thriving and growing again, where all Americans, no matter where they live or where their ancestors came from, can earn a decent living, we will live in a stronger America. And that is why we must help elect Barack Obama our president.(APPLAUSE)We'll have to work hard to foster the innovation that will make us energy independent and lift the threat of global warming from our children's future. But on the day we live in an America fueled byrenewable energy, we will live in a stronger America. And that is why we have to help elect Barack Obama our president.(APPLAUSE)We'll have to work hard to bring our troops home from Iraq and get them the support they've earned by their service. But on the day we live in an America that's as loyal to our troops as they have been to us, we will live in a stronger America. And that is why we must help elect Barack Obama our president.(APPLAUSE)This election is a turning-point election. And it is critical that we all understand what our choice really is. Will we go forward together, or will we stall and slip backwardsNow, think how much progress we've already made. When we first started, people everywhere asked the same questions. Could a woman really serve as commander-in-chief Well, I think we answered that one.(APPLAUSE)Could an African-American really be our president And Senator Obama has answered that one.(APPLAUSE)Together, Senator Obama and I achieved milestones essential to our progress as a nation, part of our perpetual duty to form a more perfect union.Now, on a personal note, when I was asked what it means to be a woman running for president, I always gave the same answer, that I was proud to be running as a woman, but I was running because I thought I'd be the best president. But...(APPLAUSE)But I am a woman and, like millions of women, I know there are still barriers and biases out there, often unconscious, and I want to build an America that respects and embraces the potential of every last one of us. (APPLAUSE)I ran as a daughter who benefited from opportunities my mother never dreamed of. I ran as a mother who worries about my daughter's future and a mother who wants to leave all children brighter tomorrows.To build that future I see, we must make sure that women and men alike understand the struggles of their grandmothers and their mothers, and that women enjoy equal opportunities, equal pay, and equal respect. (APPLAUSE)Let us...(APPLAUSE)Let us resolve and work toward achieving very simple propositions: There are no acceptable limits, and there are no acceptable prejudices in the 21st century in our country.(APPLAUSE)You can be so proud that, from now on, it will be unremarkable for a woman to win primary state victories...(APPLAUSE)... unremarkable to have a woman in a close race to be our nominee, unremarkable to think that a woman can be the president of the United States. And that is truly remarkable, my friends.(APPLAUSE)To those who are disappointed that we couldn't go all of the way, especially the young people who put so much into this campaign, it would break my heart if, in falling short of my goal, I in any way discouraged any of you from pursuing yours.Always aim high, work hard, and care deeply about what you believe in.And, when you stumble, keep faith. And, when you're knocked down, get right back up and never listen to anyone who says you can't or shouldn't go on.(APPLAUSE)As we gather here today in this historic, magnificent building, the 50th woman to leave this Earth is orbiting overhead. If we can blast 50 women into space, we will someday launch a woman into the White House. (APPLAUSE)Although we weren't able to shatter that highest, hardest glass ceiling this time, thanks to you, it's got about 18 million cracks in it... (APPLAUSE)... and the light is shining through like never before, filling us all with the hope and the sure knowledge that the path will be a little easier next time.That has always been the history of progress in America. Think of the suffragists who gathered at Seneca Falls in 1848 and those who kept fighting until women could cast their votes.Think of the abolitionists who struggled and died to see the end of slavery. Think of the civil rights heroes and foot soldiers who marched,protested, and risked their lives to bring about the end of segregation and Jim Crow.(APPLAUSE)Because of them, I grew up taking for granted that women could vote and, because of them, my daughter grew up taking for granted that children of all colors could go to school together.Because of them, Barack Obama and I could wage a hard-fought campaign for the Democratic nomination. Because of them and because of you, children today will grow up taking for granted that an African-American or a woman can, yes, become the president of the United States. And so... (APPLAUSE)... when that day arrives, and a woman takes the oath of office as our president, we will all stand taller, proud of the values of our nation, proud that every little girl can dream big and that her dreams can come true in America.And all of you will know that, because of your passion and hard work, you helped pave the way for that day. So I want to say to my supporters: When you hear people saying or think to yourself, "If only, or, "What if," I say, please, don't go there. Every moment wasted looking back keeps us from moving forward.(APPLAUSE)Life is too short, time is too precious, and the stakes are too high to dwell on what might have been. We have to work together for what still can be. And that is why I will work my heart out to make sure that Senator Obama is our next president.(APPLAUSE)And I hope and pray that all of you will join me in that effort. (APPLAUSE)To my supporters and colleagues in Congress, to the governors and mayors, elected officials who stood with me in good times and bad, thank you for your strength and leadership.To my friends in our labor unions who stood strong every step of the way, I thank you and pledge my support to you.To my friends from every stage of my life, your love and ongoing commitment sustained me every single day.To my family, especially Bill and Chelsea and my mother, you mean the world to me, and I thank you for all you have done.(APPLAUSE)And to my extraordinary staff, volunteers and supporters... (APPLAUSE)... thank you for working those long, hard hours. Thank you for dropping everything, leaving work or school, traveling to places that you've never been, sometimes for months on end. And thanks to your families, as well, because your sacrifice was theirs, too. All of you were there for me every step of the way.Now, being human, we are imperfect. That's why we need each other, to catch each other when we falter, to encourage each other when we lose heart. Some may lead, some may follow, but none of us can go it alone. The changes we're working for are changes that we can only accomplish together. Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness are rights that belong to us as individuals. But our lives, our freedom, our happiness are best enjoyed, best protected, and best advanced when we do work together.That is what we will do now, as we join forces with Senator Obama and his campaign. We will make history together, as we write the next chapter in America's story. We will stand united for the values we hold dear, for the vision of progress we share, and for the country we love. There is nothing more American than that.And looking out at you today, I have never felt so blessed. The challenges that I have faced in this campaign...(APPLAUSE)... are nothing compared to those that millions of Americans face every day in their own lives.So today I'm going to count my blessings and keep on going. I'm going to keep doing what I was doing long before the cameras ever showed up and what I'll be doing long after they're gone: working to give every American the same opportunities I had and working to ensure that every child has the chance to grow up and achieve his or her God-given potential.I will do it with a heart filled with gratitude, with a deep and abiding love for our country, and with nothing but optimism and confidence for the days ahead.This is now our time to do all that we can to make sure that, in this election, we add another Democratic president to that very small list of the last 40 years and that we take back our country and once again move with progress and commitment to the future.Thank you all. And God bless you, and God bless America.(APPLAUSE)。
希拉里演讲稿中英文谢谢，谢谢，非常感谢。
还有比这更好的事吗——世界上最好的大学之一在纽约扬基队主场所在地举行毕业典礼？真是再好不过了。
〔掌声〕谢谢大家如此热烈地为一位来访的客人加油。
我原以为在扬基体育场不可以这样做。
能够获得这个学位，我感到十分荣幸。
我代表获得此一荣誉的其他人向你们表示感谢。
谢谢你们给予我们参加这次毕业典礼的殊荣。
当我看到眼前这一大群毕业生及其亲朋好友时，我不禁想到，你们是在一个不同寻常的历史时刻获得学位，我们的国家和整个世界比以往更需要你们的才智和精力、你们的激情和承诺。
毫无疑问，你们已经为投入这样的世界作好了充分的准备：这个世界似乎前景不很明朗，但将赞赏你们不仅为了你们自己和家人而且为了你们的社区和国家所接受的教育。
作为国务卿，我十分清楚我们面临的各项挑战。
作为新的毕业生，你们和你们这一代人将面对这样的挑战：气候变化和饥饿、赤贫和极端主义的意识形态、新的疾病和核扩散。
但我深信，你们和我们能够胜任这样的任务。
我们在美国和整个世界所面临的各种问题，都能够通过人们的努力、合作和积极的相互依赖得到解决，而这种相互依赖说明，人类社会正在继续前进。
挑战将激发我们最好的一面，我们将把明天的世界变得比今天更加美好。
〔掌声〕作为国务卿，我十分清楚我们面临的各项挑战。
作为新的毕业生，你们和你们这一代人将面对这样的挑战：气候变化和饥饿、赤贫和极端主义的意识形态、新的疾病和核扩散。
但我深信，你们和我们能够胜任这样的任务。
我们在美国和整个世界所面临的各种问题，都能够通过人们的努力、合作和积极的相互依赖得到解决，而这种相互依赖说明，人类社会正在继续前进。
挑战将激发我们最好的一面，我们将把明天的世界变得比今天更加美好。
〔掌声〕作为国务卿，我十分清楚我们面临的各项挑战。
作为新的毕业生，你们和你们这一代人将面对这样的挑战：气候变化和饥饿、赤贫和极端主义的意识形态、新的疾病和核扩散。
但我深信，你们和我们能够胜任这样的任务。
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【希拉里竞选美国总统演讲中英文(篇一)】I'm getting ready for a lot of things. A lot of things.我已准备好了要做很多事，特别多的事。
It's spring, so we're starting to get the gardensready and my tomatoes are legendary here in myown neighborhood.春天到了，我们要开始了整理院子了。
在我们小区，我种的西红柿可是一个传说哦!My daughter is about to start kindergarten next year,and so we're moving just so she can belong to abetter school.我女儿明年就要上幼儿园了，所以我们准备搬家，就是为了她能上好一点儿的学校。
......My brother and I are starting our firstbusiness......我的兄弟和我正打算创业。
After five years of raising my children, I am now going back to work.五年来我一直都在带孩子。
现在我要重返职场了。
Every day we're trying to get more and more ready and more prepared. Baby boy, coming yourway.我们每天都在做准备。
现在准备是越来越充分了。
宝宝，来吧!Right now I'm applying for jobs. It's a look into what the real world will look like after college.我刚刚申请了工作，对毕业后的真实世界充满了期待。
UNIT 1Katz认为正是男孩自小从父亲那里学到的冷酷无情造就了他们成年后待人的冷漠和麻木。
因为他们有自己的行为规范，这是他们自小就心知肚明的，尽管这些规范有些残酷，但他们却是宁折不弯地奉行。
而在他们内心深处，却对他人充满了关爱与奉献。
事实上，他们非常脆弱。
他们有自己的烦恼和恐惧，但他们对此却守口如瓶。
他们认为独自处理一切才是一个男人应该做的。
Katz claims that what boys learn from their ruthless fathers in early years shapes their remote and insensitive behaviors as men. They have their own Code of Conduct which was taught to them when they were very young. They will follow it unyieldingly though it is regarded as ruthless. But in their hearts, there is lots of love, affection and commitment to people around them. As a matter of fact, they are very sensitive. They do have fears and problems, but they try every possible means to hide them from all. They want to handle everything themselves and consider this to be what a real man should do.UNIT 2亚里士多德根据年龄把人划分为三个阶段：青年、壮年和老年。
一In1959,I wrote my autobiography for an assignment in Mrs.King’s sixth grade.In twenty-nine pages,most half-filled with earnest scrawl,I described my parents,brothers, pets,house,hobbies,school,sports and plans for the future.Forty-two years later,I began writing another memoir,this one about the eight years I spent in the White House living history with Bill Clinton.I quickly realized that I could not explain my life as First Lady without going back to the beginning—how I became the woman I was that first day I walked into the White House on January20,1993,to take on a new role and experiences that would test and transform me in unexpected ways.Although I’ve had to be selective,I hope that I’ve conveyed the push and pull of events and relationships that affected me and continue to shape and enrich my world today.Since leaving the White House,representing New York in United Senator has been a humbling and daunting responsibility,and one I hope to write about more fully at a later time.The horrific events of Sep.11th2001made that clear by bringing home to New Yorkers and Americans.The role we must all play to protect and strengthen the Democratic ideals that have inspired and guided our nation for more than200years.These are the same ideas that as far back as I can remember or nurtured in me growing up.A political lifeI've often said is a continuing education in human nature including one's own.My8 years in the White House tested my faith and political believes,my marriage and our nation's constitution and system of government.I became a lightning rod for political and ideological battles waged over America’s future and a magnet for feelings,good and bad,about women’s choices and roles.This is the story of how I experienced those 8years as First Lady and as the wife of the president and how I made the decision to run for the United States Senator from New York and develop my political voice.Some may ask how I could give an accurate account of events,people and places that are so recent and of which I am still a part.I have done my best to convey my observations, thoughts and feelings as I experienced them.This is not meant to be a comprehensive history,but a personal memoir that offers an inside look at an extraordinary time in my life and in the life of America.二I wasn’t born a first lady or a senator.I wasn’t born a Democrat.I wasn’t born a lawyer or an advocate for women’s rights and human rights.I wasn’t born a wife or mother.I was born an American in the middle of the twentieth century,a fortunate time and place.I was free to make choices unavailable to past generations of women in my own country and inconceivable to many women in the world today.I came of age on the crest of tumultuous social change and took part in the political battles fought over the meaningof America and its role in the world.My mother and my grandmothers could never have lived my life;my father and my grandfathers couldn’t have imagined it.But they bestowed on me the promise of America,which made my life and my choices possible.My story began in the years following World War II,when men like my father who had served their country returned home to settle down,make a living and raise a family.It was the beginning of the Baby Boom,an optimistic time.The United States had saved the world from fascism,and now our nation was working to unite former adversaries in the aftermath of war,reaching out to allies and to former enemies,securing the peace and helping to rebuild a devastated Europe and Japan.Although the Cold War was beginning with the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe,my parents and their generation felt secure and hopeful.American supremacy was the result not just of military might, but of our values and of the abundant opportunities available to people like my parents who worked hard and took responsibility.Middle-class America was flush with emerging prosperity and all that comes with it―new houses,fine schools, neighborhood parks and safe communities.Yet our nation also had unfinished business in the post-war era,particularly regarding race.And it was the World War II generation and their children who woke up to the challenges of social injustice and in equality and to the ideal of America’s promise to all of its citizens.My parents were typical of a generation who believed in the endless possibilities of America and whose values were rooted in the experience of living through the Great Depression.They believed in hard work,not entitlement;self-reliance not self-indulgence.That is the world and the family I was born into on October26,1947.We weremiddle-class,Midwestern and very much a product of our place and time.My mother, Dorothy Howell Rodham,was a homemaker whose days revolved around me and my two younger brothers.My father,Hugh E.Rodham,owned a small business.The challenges of their lives made me appreciate the opportunities of my own life even more. I’m still amazed at how my mother emerged from her lonely early life as such an affectionate and levelheaded woman.She was born in Chicago in1919.In1927,my mother’s young parents Edwin John Howell Jr and Della Murray got a divorce.Della essentially had abandoned my mother when she was only three or four,living her alone with meal tickets to use to use at a restaurant.三Neither was willing to care for their children,so they sent their daughters alone on a 3-day train trip from Chicago to Alhambra in California to live with their paternal grandparents.My mother's grandfather,Edwin Sr.,a former British sailor,left the girls to his wife,Emma,a severe woman who wore black Victorian dresses and resented and ignored my mother except when enforcing her rigid house rules.My mother found some relief from the oppressive conditions of Emma’s house in the outdoors.She ran through the orange groves that stretched for miles in the San Gabriel Valley,losing herself in thescent of fruit ripening in the sun.At night,she would escaped into her books.She left home during her first year in the high school to work as a mother's helper,caring for two young children in return for room,board and three dollars a week.For the first time, she lived in a household where the father and mother gave their children the love, attention and guidance she had never received.When she graduated from high school, my mother made plans to go to college in California.But her mother Della contacted her—for the first time in ten years—and asked her to come live with her in Chicago. When my mother arrived in Chicago,she found that Della wanted her only as a housekeeper.Once I asked my mother why she went back to Chicago,she told me,“I’d hoped so hard that my mother would love me that I had to take the chance and find out.”My father was born in Scranton,Pennsylvania,the middle son of Hugh Rodham,Sr., and Hannah Jones.He got his looks from a line of black-haired Welsh coal miners on his mother’s side.The Scranton of my father’s youth was a rough industrial city of brick factories,textile mills,coal mines,rail yards and wooden duplex houses.The Rodhams and Joneses were hard workers and strict Methodists.My father was always in trouble for joyriding in a neighbor’s brand-new car or roller-skating up the aisle of the Court Street Methodist Church during an evening prayer service.After graduating from Penn State in1935and at the height of the Depression,he returned to Scranton with a degree in physical education.Without alerting his parents,he hopped a freight train to Chicago to look for work and found a job selling drapery fabrics around the Midwest.Dorothy Howell was applying for a job as a clerk typist at a textile company when she caught the eye of a traveling salesman,Hugh Rodham.She was attracted to his energy and self-assurance and gruff sense of humor.After a lengthy courtship,my parents were married in early1942,shortly after the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor.They moved into a small apartment in the Lincoln Park section of Chicago near Lake Michigan.My dad enlisted in a special Navy program and was assigned to the Great Lakes Naval Station,where he became a chief petty officer responsible for training thousands of young sailors before they were shipped out to sea.四Each summer,as children,my brother and I spent most of August at the cottage Grandpa Rodham had built in1921about twenty miles northwest of Scranton in the Pocono Mountains overlooking Lake Winola.The rustic cabin had no heat except for the cast-iron cook stove in the kitchen,and no indoor bath or shower.To stay clean,we swam in the lake or stood below the back porch while someone poured a tub of water onto our heads.The big front porch was our favorite place to play and where our grandfather shared hands of cards with my brothers and me.He taught us pinochle,the greatest card game in the world,in his opinion.He read us stories and told us the legend of the lake,which he claimed was named after an Indian princess,Winola,who drowned herself when her father would not let her marry a handsome warrior from aneighboring tribe.When I was as young as ten or eleven,I played pinochle with the men—my grandfather,my father,and assorted others,including such memorable characters as“Old Pete”and Hank,who were notorious sore losers.Pete lived at the end of a dirt road and showed up to play every day,invariably cursing and stomping off if he started losing.Hank came only when my father was there.He would totter up to the front porch with his cane and climb the steep stairs yelling,“Is that black-haired bastard home?I want to play cards.”He’d known my dad since he was born and had taught him to fish.He didn’t like losing any better than Pete,occasionally upended the table after a particularly irksome defeat.After the war,my dad started a small drapery fabric business,Roderick Fabrics,in the Merchandise Mart in Chicago’s Loop.He employed day laborers,as well as enlisting my mother,my brothers and me when we were old enough to help with the printing.We carefully poured the paint onto the edge of the silk screen and pulled the squeegee across to print the pattern on the fabric underneath.Then we lifted up the screen and moved down the table,over and over again,creating beautiful patterns,some of which my father designed.My favorite was“Staircase to the Stars.”In1950,when I was three years old and my brother Hugh was still an infant,my father had done well enough to move the family to suburban Park Ridge.The post-war population explosion was booming,and there were swarms of children everywhere.My mother once counted forty-seven kids living on our square block.My mother was a classic homemaker.When I think of her in those days,I see a woman in perpetual motion,making the beds,washing the dishes and putting dinner on the table precisely at six o’clock.One summer,she helped me create a fantasy world in a large cardboard box.We used mirrors for lakes and twigs for trees,and I made up fairy-tale stories for my dolls to act out.Another summer,she encouraged my younger brother Tony to pursue his dream of digging a hole all the way to China.She started reading to him about China and every day he spent time digging his hole next to our house.Occasionally,he found a chopstick or fortune cookie my mother had hidden there.My brother Hugh was even more adventurous.As a toddler he pushed open the door to our sundeck and happily tunneled through three feet of snow until my mother rescued him.My mother loved her home and her family,but she felt limited by the narrow choices of her life.She started taking college courses when we were older.She never graduated,but she amassed mountains of credits in subjects ranging from logic to child development.My mother was offended by the mistreatment of any human being, especially children.She understood from personal experience that manychildren—through no fault of their own—were disadvantaged and discriminated against from birth.As a child in California,she had watched Japanese Americans in her school endure blatant discrimination and daily taunts from the Anglo students.I grew up between the push and tug of my parents’values,and my own political beliefs reflect both.My mother was basically a Democrat,although she kept it quiet in Republican Park Ridge.My dad was a rock-ribbed,up-by-your-bootstraps,conservative Republican and highly opinionated to put it mildly.五Like so many who grew up in the Depression,his fear of poverty colored his life.He could not stand personal waste.If one of my brothers or I forgot to screw the cap back on the toothpaste tube,my father threw it out the bathroom window.We would have to go outside,even in the snow,to search for it in the evergreen bushes in front of the house.That was his way of reminding us not to waste anything.To this day,I put uneaten olives back in the jar,wrap up the tiniest pieces of cheese and feel guilty when I throw anything away.But in our family’s spirited,sometimes heated,discussions around the kitchen table, usually about politics or sports,I learned that more than one opinion could live under the same roof.Sometimes I had talked about how the spread of communism was threatening our way of life.But the Cold War was an abstraction to me,and my immediate world seemed safe and stable.I grew up in a cautious,conformist era in American history.I had enough adolescent vanity that I sometimes refused to wear the thick glasses I had needed since I was nine to correct my terrible eyesight.My friend starting in sixth grade,Betsy Johnson,led me around town like a Seeing Eye dog.I was considered a tomboy all through elementary school.My fifth-grade class had the school’s most incorrigible boys,and when Mrs.Krause left the room,she would ask me or one of the other girls to“be in charge.”As soon as the door closed behind her,the boys would start acting up and causing trouble,mostly because they wanted to aggravate the girls.I got a reputation for being able to stand up to them.My sixth-grade teacher,Elisabeth King,drilled us in grammar,but she also encouraged us to think and write creatively,and challenged us to try new forms of expression.It was an assignment from Mrs.King that led me to write my first autobiography.I rediscovered it in a box of old papers after I left the White House,and reading it pulled me back to those tentative years on the brink of adolescence.I was still very much a child at that age,and mostly concerned with family,school and sports.But grade school was ending,and it was time to enter a more complicated world than the one I had known.六“What you don’t learn from your mother,you learn from the world”is a saying I once heard from the Masai tribe in Kenya.By the fall of1960,my world was expanding and so were my political sensibilities.John E Kennedy won the presidential election,to my father’s consternation.He supported Vice President Richard M.Nixon,and my eighthgrade social studies teacher,Mr.Kenvin,did too.Mr.Kenvin came to school the day after the election and showed us bruises he claimed he had gotten when he tried to question the activities of the Democratic machine’s poll watchers at his voting precinct in Chicago on Election Day.Betsy Johnson and I were outraged by his stories,which reinforced my father’s belief that Mayor Richard J.Daley’s creative vote counting had won the electionfor President-Elect Kennedy.A few days later,Betsy heard about a group of Republicans asking for volunteers to check voter lists against addresses to uncover vote fraud.Betsy and I decided to participate.We knew our parents would never give us permission,so we didn’t ask.The turnout must have been less than expected.We were each handed a stack of voter registration lists and assigned to different teams who,we were told,would drive us to our destinations,drop us off and pick us up a few hours later.Betsy and I separated and went off with total strangers.I ended up with a couple who drove me to the South Side,dropped me off in a poor neighborhood and told me to knockon doors and ask people their names so I could compare them with registration lists to find evidence to overturn the election.Off I went,fearless and stupid.I did find a vacant lot that was listed as the address for about a dozen alleged voters.I woke up a lot of people who stumbled to the door or yelled at me to go away.When I finished,I stood on the corner waiting to be picked up,happy that I’d ferreted out proof of my father’s contention that“Daley stole the election for Kennedy.”Of course,when I returned home and told my father where I had been,he went nuts.It was bad enough to go downtown without an adult,but to go to the South Side alone sent him into a yelling fit.And besides,he said,Kennedy was going to be President whether we liked it or not.It’s a clichénow,but my high school in the early1960s resembled the movie Greaseor the television show Happy Days.I became President of the local fan club for Fabian, a teen idol,which consisted of me and two other girls.Paul McCartney was my favorite Beatle.Years later,when I met icons from my youth,like Paul McCartney,George Harrison and Mick Jagger,I didn’t know whether to shakehands or jump up and down squealing.All,however,was not okay during my high school years.I was sitting in geometryclass on November22,1963,puzzling over one of Mr.Craddock’s problems,when another teacher came to tell us President Kennedy had been shot in Dallas.The halls were silent as thousands of students walked in disbelief and denial tothe school auditorium.Finally,our principal came in and said we would be dismissed early.When I got home,I found my mother in front of the television set watching Walter Cronkite.Cronkite announced that President Kennedy had died at1P.M.CST.She confessed that she had voted for Kennedy and felt so sorry for his wife and children.So did I.I also felt sorry for our country and I wanted to help in some way,although I had no idea how.七I clearly expected to work for a living,and I was lucky to have parents who never tried to mold me into any category or career.In fact,I don’t remember a friend’s parent or a teacher ever telling me or my friends that“girls can’t do this”or“girls shouldn’t do that.”Sometimes,though,the message got through in other ways.I had always been fascinated by exploration and space travel,maybe in part because my dad was so concerned about America lagging behind Russia.President Kennedy’s vow to put men on the moon excited me,and I wrote to NASA to volunteer for astronaut training.I received a letter back informing me that they were not accepting girls in the program.It was the first time I had hit an obstacle I couldn’t overcome with hard work and determination,and I was outraged.I was interested in politics from an early age.I successfully ran for student council and junior class Vice President.I was also an active Young Republican and,later,a Goldwater girl,right down to my cow girl outfit and straw cowboy hat emblazoned with the slogan“AuH,O.”My active involvement in the First United Methodist Church of Park Ridge opened my eyes and heart to the needs of others and helped instill a sense of social responsibility rooted in my faith.My quest to reconcile my father’s insistence on self-reliance and my mother’s concerns about social justice was helped along by the arrival in1961of a Methodist youth minister named Donald Jones.I had never met anyone like him.Don called his Sunday and Thursday night Methodist Youth Fellow ship sessions“the University of Life.”Because of Don’s“University,”I first read e.e.cummings and T S.Eliot;experienced Picasso’s paintings,especially Guernica,and debated the meaning of the“Grand Inquisitor”in Dostoyevsky’s Brothers Karamazov.But the University of Life was not just about art and literature.We visited black and Hispanic churches in Chicago’s inner city for exchanges with their youth groups.These kids were more like me than I ever could have imagined.They also knew more about what was happening in the civil rightsmovement in the South.I had only vaguely heard of Rosa Parks and Dr.Martin Luther King,but these discussions sparked my interest.So,when Don announced one week that he would take us to hear Dr.King speak at Orchestra Hall,I was excited.My parents gave me permission,but some of my friends’parents refused to let them go hear such a“rabble-rouser.”Dr.King’s speech was entitled,“Remaining Awake Through a Revolution.”Dr.King’s words illuminated the social revolution occurring in our country as well as challenged our indifference.Being a high school senior also meant thinking about college.I wanta be applying to Smith and Wellesley.My mother thought I should go everywhere I wanted.My father said I was free to do that,but he wouldn’t pay if I went west of the Mississippi or to Radcliffe,which he heard was full of beatniks.Smith and Wellesley,which he had never heard of,were acceptable.I never visited either campus,so when I was accepted,I decided on Wellesley based on the photographs of the campus,especially its small Lake Waban,which reminded me of Lake Winola.八I arrived at Wellesley carrying my father’s political beliefs and my mother’s dreams and left with the beginnings of my own.I didn’t hit my stride as a Wellesley student right away.My struggles with math and geology convinced me once and for all to give up on any idea of be coming a doctor or a scientist.My French professor gently told me,“Mademoiselle,your talents lie elsewhere.”One snowy night during my freshman year,Margaret Clapp,then President of the college,arrived unexpectedly at my dorm,Stone-Davis,which perched on the shores above Lake Waban.She came into the dining room and asked for volunteers to help her gently shake the snow off the branches of the surrounding trees so they wouldn’t break under the weight.We walked from tree to tree through knee-high snow under a clear sky filled with stars,led by a strong,intelligent woman alert to the surprises and vulnerabilities of nature.She guided and challenged both her students and her faculty with the same care.I decided that night that I had found the place where I belonged.Madeleine Albright,who served as Ambassador to the United Nations and Secretary of State in the Clinton Administration,started Wellesley ten years before me.I have talked with her often about the differences between her time and mine.She and her friends in the late fifties were more overtly committed to finding a husband and less buffeted by changes in the outside world.In Madeleine’s day and in mine,Wellesley emphasized service.Its Latin motto is Non Ministrarised Ministrare―“Not to be ministered unto,but to minister”―a phrase inline with my own Methodist upbringing.By the time I arrived,in the midst of an activist student era,many students viewed the motto as a call for women to become more engaged in shaping our lives and influencing the world around us.Our all-female college guaranteed a focus on academic achievement and extracurricular leadership we might have missed at a coed college.It was a given that the president of the class,the editor of the paper and top student in every field would be a woman.And it could be any of us.The absence of male students cleared out a lot of psychic space and created a safe zone for us to eschew appearances Monday through Friday afternoon.We focused on our studies without distractionMy friends and I studied hard and dated boys our own age,mostly from Harvard and other Ivy League schools,whom we met through friends or at mixers.Walking into my daughter’s coed dorm at Stanford,seeing boys and girls lying and sitting in the hallways,I wondered how anyone nowadays gets any studying done.By the mid-1960s,the sedate and sheltered Wellesley campus had begun to absorb the shock from events in the outsideThe debate over Vietnam articulated attitudes not only about the war,but about duty and love of country.For many thoughtful,self-aware young men and women there were no easy answers,and there were different ways to express one’s patriotism.In hindsight,1968was a watershed year for the country,and for my own personal and political evolution.National and international events unfolded in quick succession:the Tet Offensive,the withdrawal of Lyndon Johnson from the presidential race,the assassination of Martin Luther King Jr.,the assassination of Robert Kennedy and the relentless escalation of the Vietnam War.By the time I was a college junior,I had resigned my position as a president of the collage republicans,and gone from being a Goldwater Girl to supporting the anti-war campaign of Eugene McCarthy,a Democratic Senator from Minnesota,who was challenging President Johnson in the presidential primary.Along with some of my friends,I would drive up from Wellesley to Manchester,New Hampshire,on Friday or Saturday to stuff envelopes and walk precincts.Dr.King’s assassination on April4,1968,filled me with grief and rage.Riots broke out in some cities.The next day I joined in a massive march of protest and mourning at PostOffice Square in Boston.I returned to campus wearing a black armband and agonizing about the kind of future America faced.Senator Robert E Kennedy’s assassination two months later on June5,1968,deepened my despair about events in America.九I had applied for the Wellesley Internship Program in Washington,D.C.,and though dismayed and unnerved by the assassinations,I was still committed to going to Washington.The nine-week summer program placed students in agencies and congressional offices for a firsthand look at“how government works.”I was assigned to intern at the House Republican Conference.Toward the end of my internship,Congressman Charls Goodell in New York,asked me and a few other interns to go with him to the Republican Convention in Miami to work on behalf of Governor Rockefeller’s last-ditch effort to wrest his party’s nomination away from Richard Nixon.I jumped at the chance and headed for Florida.Although I enjoyed all my new experiences,from room service to celebrities,I knew Rockefeller would not be nominated.The nomination of Richard Nixon cemented the ascendance of a conservative over a moderate ideology within the Republican Party,a dominance that has only grown more pronounced over the years as the party has continued its move to the right and moderates have dwindled in numbers and influence.I came home to Park Ridge with no plans for the remaining weeks of summer except to visit with family and friends and get ready for my senior year.My close friend Betsy Johnson had just returned from a year of study in Franco’s Spain. Neither Betsy nor I had planned to go into Chicago while the Democratic Convention was in town.But when massive protests broke out downtown,we knew it was an opportunity to witness history.Just when we’d gone downtown to check voting lists in junior high school,we knew there was no way our parents would let us go if they knew what we were planning.So Betsy told her mother,“Hillary and I are going to the movies.”She picked me up in the family station wagon,and off we went to Grant Park,the epicenter of the demonstrations.It was the last night of the convention,and all hell broke loose in Grant Park.You could smell the tear gas before you saw the lines of police.In the crowd behind us,someone screamed profanities and threw a rock,which just missed us.Betsy and I scrambled to get away as the police charged the crowd with nightsticks.Betsy and I were shocked by the police brutality we saw in Grant Park,images also captured on national television.As Betsy later told The Washington Post,“We had had a wonderful childhood in Park Ridge,but we obviously hadn’t gotten the whole story”That summer,I knew that despite my disillusionment with politics,it was the only route。
