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Like everyone else in my graduating class, I had watched the economy turn from bad to worse during my senior year. We graduates had degrees, but very limited prospects[前景]. I packed up my car and drove to Southern California to find work. But what I thought would take a week dragged[拖] into two, and then four, and 100 job applications[申请] later, I found myself in the exact same spot as I was before. 就像毕业班的其他人一样，我在大四那年眼见着经济由不景气转为萧条。毕业生虽然有学位，却前途渺茫。我收拾好自己的汽车，开车去南加利福尼亚找工作。我原以为只需要一周，却拖成了两周，接着变成四周;申请了上百份工作之后，我发现自己依然停留在之前的原点上。 You know that feeling when you wake up and you are just consumed with dread[恐惧]? Days felt like weeks, weeks like months, and those many months felt like an unending eternity[永恒] of destitution[穷困]. 你知道那种当你一觉醒来，内心充满恐惧的感觉是怎样的吗?一天像一周那么漫长，一周仿佛过去了一个月，当时好几个月就像穷困潦倒一直没有尽头似的。 So what did I do to maintain my sanity[神志正常]? I wrote. Something about putting words on a page made everything seem a little clearera little brighter. I channeled my frustration[沮丧] into a childrens book. Beyond the River was the story featuring a little fish who simply refused to give up on his dream. 那么我如何防止自己发疯呢?我写作。将言语写在纸面上会让事情更为明晰稍微明朗起来。我将沮丧转化为一本儿童书。《逆流而上》讲的是一条小鱼永不放弃梦想的故事。 | 
