en-es  Eve's Diary — part I —
El diario de Eva por Mark Twain



SÁBADO.-Ahora, casi tengo un día completo de edad. Llegué ayer. Así es como me lo parece. Y así debe de ser, puesto que si hubiera un día antes de ayer, yo no estaría allí cuando sucedió, o debería recordarlo. Podría ser, por supuesto, que sucediera, y que no me enterase. Muy bien, ahora estaré muy atenta y si tiene lugar un día antes de ayer tomaré nota de ello. Será mejor comenzar bien y no dejar que el apunte resulte confuso, pues algún instinto me dice que, algún día, esos detalles van a resultar importantes para la historia. Porque me siento como un experimento, me siento exactamente como un experimento; sería imposible para nadie sentirse como un experimento más de lo que yo hago, así que voy a sentirme convencida de que eso es lo que soy: un experimento, precisamente un experimento y nada más.

Entonces, ¿si soy un experimento, lo soy por completo? No, creo que no; pienso que lo que queda forma parte de él. Soy su parte principal, pero pienso que el resto del mismo tiene su parte en el asunto. ¿Está segura mi posición o tengo que mirarla y cuidar de ella? Quizás, lo último. Algún instinto me dice que la vigilancia eterna es el precio de la supremacía. [Esa es una buena frase, pienso, para alguien tan joven].

Todo parece mejor hoy de lo que parecía ayer. Con la prisa de terminar ayer, se dejaron las montañas en una condición precaria, y algunas llanuras estaban tan desordenadas con basura y restos que el aspecto era bastante angustiante. Las obras de arte nobles y hermosas no deberían estar sujetas a la prisa; y este majestuoso nuevo mundo es ciertamente un muy noble y hermoso trabajo. Y definitivamente maravillosamente próximo a ser perfecto, a persar de la falta de tiempo. Hay demasiadas estrellas en algunas partes y no suficientes en otras, pero eso puede remediarse en breve, sin duda. La luna se perdió anoche, se deslizó y cayó fuera del diseño – una pérdida muy grande; me parte el corazón pensar en ello. No hay ninguna otra cosa entre los ornamentos y decoraciones que sea comparable a ella por su belleza y acabado. Tenía que haber estado mejor atada. Si solamente pudiéramos recuperarla de nuevo – Pero por supuesto no hay ningún relato de hacia dónde se fue. Y, por otro lado, quienquiera que lo haga la esconderá; lo sé porque yo mismo lo haría. Creo que puedo ser honesta en todos los demás asuntos, pero ya he comenzado a darme cuenta de que el corazón y núcleo de mi naturaleza es el amor a lo bello, una pasión por lo bello, y podría no ser seguro confiarme una luna que perteneciera a otra persona y esa persona no supiera que yo la tenía. Podría renunciar a una luna que encontrase durante el día, porque tendría miedo de que alguien estuviese mirando; pero si la encontrase en la oscuridad, estoy segura de que hallaría algún tipo de escusa para no decir nada de ello. Porque me encantan las lunas, son tan bellas y tan románticas. Desearía tener cinco o seis; nunca iría a la cama; nunca me cansaría de estar tumbada en el banco de musgo y mirándolas.

También las estrellas están bien. Desearía conseguir alguna para colocarla en mi cabello. Pero supongo que nunca podré hacerlo. Quedaríais sorprendidos al saber lo lejos que están, porque no lo parece. Cuando se mostraron por primera vez, anoche, trate de golpear alguna con una vara, pero no alcancé, lo que me asombró; entonces intenté con las nubes hasta que me cansé, pero nunca conseguí ninguna. Fue porque soy zurda y no puedo lanzar bien. Incluso cuando apuntaba a la que no buscaba, no podía golpear la otra, aunque yo hice algunos disparos cercanos, ya que yo vi que la mancha negra de la nube navega directamente en el medio de los racimos de oro cuarenta o cincuenta veces, apenas dejándolos pasar, y si yo hubiera aguantado un poco más, tal vez pudiera haber conseguido una.

Así que lloré un poco, lo que era natural, supongo, para una de mi edad, y luego estaba descansada conseguí una cesta y comencé por un lugar en el extremo del borde del círculo, donde las estrellas estaban cerca del suelo y yo podía alcanzarlas con mis manos, lo que sería mejor, de todas formas, porque entonces podría recogerlas con ternura y no romperlas. Pero estaba más lejos de lo que pensaba y al final tuve que renunciar a ello; estaba tan cansada que no podía arrastrar mis pies un paso más; y, además, estaban doloridos y me hacían mucho daño.

No podía regresar a casa; estaba demasiado lejos y comenzaba a hacer frío; pero encontré algunos tigres y me acurruqué entre ellos y fue de lo más adorablemente confortable, y su respiración era suave y agradable, porque viven en las fresas. Nunca antes había visto un tigre, pero los conocí en un minuto por las rayas. Si yo tuviera una de esas pieles, sería un precioso vestido.

Hoy estoy consiguiendo mejores ideas sobre las distancias. Tenía tanto afán por alcanzar cada cosa bonita, que trataba vertiginosamente de agarrarla, algunas veces cuando estaba demasiado lejos y otras veces cuando estaba a seis pulgadas pero parecía a un pie - ¡desgraciadamente, con espinas por medio! Aprendí una lección; también hice un axioma, todo salido de mi propia cabeza - mi primer axioma; EL EXPERIMENTO ARAÑADO EVITA LA ESPINA. Pienso que es muy bueno para alguien tan joven.

Perseguí al otro Experimento, ayer por la tarde, a distancia, para ver para qué podría servir, si podía. Pero no fui capaz de averiguarlo. Pienso que es un hombre. Yo nunca había visto un hombre, pero parecía uno, y estoy segura de que eso es lo que es. Me doy cuenta de que siento más curiosidad acerca de él que acerca de cualquiera de los otros reptiles. Si es un reptil, y supongo que lo es; porque tiene el pelo descuidado y ojos azules y parece un reptil. No tiene caderas; se afila como una zanahoria; cuando está parado se extiende aparte como una grua; así que pienso que es un reptil, aunque puede ser arquitectura.

Yo le tenía miedo al principio y empecé a correr cada vez que se daba la vuelta, porque pensé que me quería cazar; pero poco a poco encontré que sólo estaba tratando de escaparse, así que después de eso ya no estaba tímida, sino que lo seguí, varias horas, unas veinte yardas tras de él, lo que lo puso nervioso e infeliz. Al final estaba muy asustado y trepó a un árbol. Esperé un buen rato, después me rendí y me fui a casa.

Hoy otra vez lo mismo. Conseguí que se volviera a subir al árbol de nuevo.
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Eve's Diary by Mark Twain.
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SATURDAY.--I am almost a whole day old, now.
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I arrived yesterday.
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That is as it seems to me.
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It could be, of course, that it did happen, and that I was not noticing.
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Then if I am an experiment, am I the whole of it?
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No, I think not; I think the rest of it is part of it.
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I am the main part of it, but I think the rest of it has its share in the matter.
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Is my position assured, or do I have to watch it and take care of it?
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The latter, perhaps.
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Some instinct tells me that eternal vigilance is the price of supremacy.
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[That is a good phrase, I think, for one so young.]
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Everything looks better today than it did yesterday.
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It should have been fastened better.
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And besides, whoever gets it will hide it; I know it because I would do it myself.
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For I do love moons, they are so pretty and so romantic.
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Stars are good, too.
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I wish I could get some to put in my hair.
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But I suppose I never can.
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You would be surprised to find how far off they are, for they do not look it.
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It was because I am left-handed and cannot throw good.
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I had never seen a tiger before, but I knew them in a minute by the stripes.
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If I could have one of those skins, it would make a lovely gown.
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Today I am getting better ideas about distances.
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I think it is a very good one for one so young.
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But I was not able to make out.
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I think it is a man.
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At last it was a good deal worried, and climbed a tree.
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I waited a good while, then gave it up and went home.
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Today the same thing over.
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I've got it up the tree again.
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Eve's Diary
by Mark Twain.

SATURDAY.--I am almost a whole day old, now. I arrived yesterday. That is as it seems to me. And it must be so, for if there was a day-before-yesterday I was not there when it happened, or I should remember it. It could be, of course, that it did happen, and that I was not noticing. Very well; I will be very watchful now, and if any day-before-yesterdays happen I will make a note of it. It will be best to start right and not let the record get confused, for some instinct tells me that these details are going to be important to the historian some day. For I feel like an experiment, I feel exactly like an experiment; it would be impossible for a person to feel more like an experiment than I do, and so I am coming to feel convinced that that is what I AM--an experiment; just an experiment, and nothing more.

Then if I am an experiment, am I the whole of it? No, I think not; I think the rest of it is part of it. I am the main part of it, but I think the rest of it has its share in the matter. Is my position assured, or do I have to watch it and take care of it? The latter, perhaps. Some instinct tells me that eternal vigilance is the price of supremacy. [That is a good phrase, I think, for one so young.]

Everything looks better today than it did yesterday. In the rush of finishing up yesterday, the mountains were left in a ragged condition, and some of the plains were so cluttered with rubbish and remnants that the aspects were quite distressing. Noble and beautiful works of art should not be subjected to haste; and this majestic new world is indeed a most noble and beautiful work. And certainly marvelously near to being perfect, notwithstanding the shortness of the time. There are too many stars in some places and not enough in others, but that can be remedied presently, no doubt. The moon got loose last night, and slid down and fell out of the scheme --a very great loss; it breaks my heart to think of it. There isn't another thing among the ornaments and decorations that is comparable to it for beauty and finish. It should have been fastened better. If we can only get it back again-- But of course there is no telling where it went to. And besides, whoever gets it will hide it; I know it because I would do it myself. I believe I can be honest in all other matters, but I already begin to realize that the core and center of my nature is love of the beautiful, a passion for the beautiful, and that it would not be safe to trust me with a moon that belonged to another person and that person didn't know I had it. I could give up a moon that I found in the daytime, because I should be afraid some one was looking; but if I found it in the dark, I am sure I should find some kind of an excuse for not saying anything about it. For I do love moons, they are so pretty and so romantic. I wish we had five or six; I would never go to bed; I should never get tired lying on the moss-bank and looking up at them.

Stars are good, too. I wish I could get some to put in my hair. But I suppose I never can. You would be surprised to find how far off they are, for they do not look it. When they first showed, last night, I tried to knock some down with a pole, but it didn't reach, which astonished me; then I tried clouds till I was all tired out, but I never got one. It was because I am left-handed and cannot throw good. Even when I aimed at the one I wasn't after I couldn't hit the other one, though I did make some close shots, for I saw the black blot of the cloud sail right into the midst of the golden clusters forty or fifty times, just barely missing them, and if I could have held out a little longer maybe I could have got one.

So I cried a little, which was natural, I suppose, for one of my age, and after I was rested I got a basket and started for a place on the extreme rim of the circle, where the stars were close to the ground and I could get them with my hands, which would be better, anyway, because I could gather them tenderly then, and not break them. But it was farther than I thought, and at last I had go give it up; I was so tired I couldn't drag my feet another step; and besides, they were sore and hurt me very much.

I couldn't get back home; it was too far and turning cold; but I found some tigers and nestled in among them and was most adorably comfortable, and their breath was sweet and pleasant, because they live on strawberries. I had never seen a tiger before, but I knew them in a minute by the stripes. If I could have one of those skins, it would make a lovely gown.

Today I am getting better ideas about distances. I was so eager to get hold of every pretty thing that I giddily grabbed for it, sometimes when it was too far off, and sometimes when it was but six inches away but seemed a foot--alas, with thorns between! I learned a lesson; also I made an axiom, all out of my own head --my very first one; THE SCRATCHED EXPERIMENT SHUNS THE THORN. I think it is a very good one for one so young.

I followed the other Experiment around, yesterday afternoon, at a distance, to see what it might be for, if I could. But I was not able to make out. I think it is a man. I had never seen a man, but it looked like one, and I feel sure that that is what it is. I realize that I feel more curiosity about it than about any of the other reptiles. If it is a reptile, and I suppose it is; for it has frowzy hair and blue eyes, and looks like a reptile. It has no hips; it tapers like a carrot; when it stands, it spreads itself apart like a derrick; so I think it is a reptile, though it may be architecture.

I was afraid of it at first, and started to run every time it turned around, for I thought it was going to chase me; but by and by I found it was only trying to get away, so after that I was not timid any more, but tracked it along, several hours, about twenty yards behind, which made it nervous and unhappy. At last it was a good deal worried, and climbed a tree. I waited a good while, then gave it up and went home.

Today the same thing over. I've got it up the tree again.