Daddy’s Little Girl 父亲的小女孩
Will you tell Daddy for me？”
That was the worst part.At seventeen，telling my mom I was pregnant was hard enough，but telling my dad was impossible.Daddy had always been a constant source of courage in my life.He had always looked at me with pride，and I had always tried to live my life in a way that would make him proud.Until this.Now it would all be shattered.I would no longer be Daddy's little girl.He would never look at me the same again.I heaved a defeated sigh and leaned against my mom for comfort.“I'll have to take you somewhere while I tell your father.Do you understand why？”“Yes，Mama.”Because he wouldn't be able to look at me，that's why.
I went to spend the evening with the minister of our church，Brother Lu，who was the only person I felt comfortable with at that time.He counseled and consoled me，while Mom went home and called my dad at work to break the news.
It was all so unreal.At that time，being with someone who didn't judge me was a good thing.We prayed and talked，and I began to accept and understand the road that lay ahead for me.Then I saw the headlights in the window.Mom had come back to take me home，and I knew Dad would be with her.I was so afraid.I ran out of the living room and into the small bathroom，closing and locking the door.Brother Lu followed and gently reprimanded me.“Missy，you can't do this.You have to face him sooner or later.He isn't going home without you.C'mon.”“Okay，but will you stay with me？I'm scared.”
“Of course，Missy.Of course.”I opened the door and slowly followed Brother Lu back to the living room.Mom and Dad still hadn't come in yet.I figured they were sitting in the car，preparing Dad for what to do or say when he saw me.Mom knew how afraid I was.But it wasn't fear that my father would yell at me or be angry with me.I wasn't afraid of him.It was the sadness in his eyes that frightened me.The knowledge that I had been in trouble and pain，and had not come to him for help and support.The realization that I was no longer his little girl.
I heard the footsteps on the sidewalk and the light tap on the wooden door.My lip began to quiver，opening a new floodgate of tears，and I hid behind Brother Lu.Mom walked in first and hugged him，then looked at me with a weak smile.Her eyes were swollen3 from her own tears，and I was thankful she had not wept in front of me.And then he was there.He didn't even shake Luther's hand，just nodded as he swept by，coming to me and gathering me up into his strong arms，holding me close as he whispered to me，“I love you.I love you，and I will love your baby，too.”
He didn't cry.Not my dad.But I felt him quiver against me.I knew it took all of his control not to cry，and I was proud of him for that.And thankful.When he pulled back and looked at me，there was love and pride in his eyes.Even at that difficult moment.
“I'm sorry，Daddy.I love you so much.”
“I know.Let's go home.”And home we went.All of my fear was gone.There would still be pain and trials that I could not even imagine.But I had a strong，loving family that I knew would always be there for me.Most of all，I was still Daddy's little girl，and armed with that knowledge，there wasn't a mountain I couldn't climb or a storm I couldn't weather.
Thank you，Daddy.
“你能替我告诉爸爸吗？”
那是最糟糕的部分。对十七岁的我来说，告诉妈妈我怀孕已经很难了，但要告诉爸爸我根本开不了口。在生活中，爸爸一直给予我源源不断的勇气。他看着我的时候，脸上总会有一副以我为傲的神情，而我也一直以能让他感到骄傲的方式努力生活。直到这件事发生。一切都破灭了。我再不是爸爸的小女孩，他也再不会像往常那样看着我了。我颓然地叹了口气，靠在妈妈身上寻找安慰。“我告诉你父亲的时候，我得把你带到别处。你能了解吗？”“是的，妈妈。”因为他会气得看不下我去，这就是原因。
晚上我和我们教堂的牧师，路修士，呆在一起，他是那时我惟一可以坦然相处的人。他劝慰我，妈妈则回家给班上的爸爸打电话，告诉他这件事情。
一切都那么的不真实。那时候，和一个不指责我的人呆在一起很好。我们一同祈祷，交谈，我开始清楚并接受我前面要走的道路。后来，我看到有车灯打照在窗户上。妈妈回来接我回家了，我知道爸爸肯定和她一起来了。我害怕极了，跑出客厅，钻进小浴室里，关上门并锁住。路修士在后面跟来，温柔地教诲道，“小姑娘，你不能这样。你早晚都要面对他。他不会把你丢在这里一人回家的。出来吧。”“好吧，但是你会和我一起吗？我害怕。”
“当然了，小姑娘，当然。”我打开门，慢慢地跟着路修士回到客厅。妈妈和爸爸还没进来。我猜想他们正坐在车里，准备着爸爸见到我后怎么做、怎么说。妈妈知道我有多害怕。但我害怕的不是父亲会发怒，会冲我大叫。我不害怕他。让我恐惧的是他眼里的忧伤，是他知道了我陷入麻烦和痛苦却没有向他寻求帮助和支持，是他会意识到我再也不是他的小女孩了。
我听见过道里的脚步声和轻敲木门的声音。我的嘴唇开始颤抖，眼泪再一次奔涌而出，我躲到了路修士身后。妈妈先走进来，和路修士拥抱，然后强带微笑看着我。她眼里满是泪水，我感激她先前没有在我面前哭。然后，他进来了，他甚至都没有跟路德握手，只是经过时点了一下头，径直走向我，把我揽入他强壮的臂弯中，紧紧抱着，低声地说，“我爱你。我爱你，我也会爱你的孩子。”
他没有哭。我爸爸不会。但我感到他在颤抖，我知道他用了全身的力气让自己不哭，这点我为他感到骄傲，还有感激。当他退后看着我时，他眼睛里还闪现着爱和自豪。即便是在那样艰难的时刻。
“对不起，爸爸。我很爱你。”
“我知道，我们回家吧。”就这样，我们回家了。我所有的恐惧都一扫而空。未来还会有我难以想象的痛苦和考验。但是，我有一个强大，充满爱的家庭作后盾。最重要的是，我还是爸爸的小女孩，怀着这样的信念，没有什么山我翻越不了，没有什么风暴我经受不住。
谢谢你，爸爸。
译者感言
十七岁的女儿怀孕，对任何父母来说都犹如晴天霹雳，震惊、失望、愤怒都会一股脑儿的爆发出来。多数父母会在日后平静下来，接受现实，但是，在刚知道的时候，仅仅能够做到冷静已是很难的了，像本文父母这样真的是不多见。他们尊重孩子作为一个平等的个体，以博大的胸怀看待孩子的过失；同时，强烈的亲情又让他们以博大的爱包容她的过失。他们仿佛知道孩子每一丝细微的感情波动和心理变化，设身处地地为孩子着想。对处在羞愧、迷茫、痛苦，觉得天都要塌下来的孩子来说，父母及时的理解和关爱无疑是救命的稻草，世界重新又亮了起来。想象着女孩儿在忐忑不安中听到父亲的一句，“我爱你，我也会爱你的孩子。”该是怎样的感动和温暖啊！
