As a 10-year-old, along with my siblings, I dreamt of scraping off the poison from fly-killer paper into his coffee, grounded down glass and sprinkling it over his breakfast, loosening the carpet on the stairs so he would trip and break his neck.
作为一个十岁的孩子，与兄弟姐妹一同， 我设想着将除蝇纸上的 毒药刮下来放到我父亲的咖啡中； 将玻璃摔碎然后 洒在他的早餐上； 把台阶上的地毯弄皱， 这样他就会绊倒然后摔断脖子。