데미안. 헤르만 헤세 저.영어판 .The Book of Demian,English.by Hermann Hesse

slaughter 학살. 1980.05.18 사건은 학살이고. Manslaughter 고살. 테러라든가 법을 꺼구로하고 부작위하여 사람을 죽이는 것은 고살.
이이야기에 나오는 독일지역의 그라머스쿨은 카톨릭의 학교를 말하고, 영국계열의 그라머스쿨은 앵글리칸 학교를 말함.

First chapter. Two worlds
I begin my story with an experience from the time when I was around ten to eleven years old and went to the Latin school in our town.
In this second world there were maidservants and craft boys, ghost stories and rumors of scandal, there was a colorful flood of monstrous, enticing, terrible, puzzling things, things like slaughterhouses and prison, drunk and nagging women, giving birth to cows, fallen horses, stories of break-ins , Manslaughter, suicides


To tell my story I have to start at the beginning. If I could, I would have to go back much further, to the very first years of my childhood and even beyond them into the distant past of my origins.
The poets, when they write novels, usually act as if they were God and could completely survey and understand any human history and present it as if God told it to himself, without any veils, essential everywhere. I cannot do that, any more than poets can. But my story is more important to me than any poet's; because it is my own, and it is the story of a person - not an invented, a possible, an ideal or otherwise non-existent, but a real, unique, living person. What it is, a real living person, is known less today than ever, and people, each of
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whom is a precious, unique attempt by nature, are shot dead in droves. If we weren't even more than unique people, If one could really get each of us completely out of the world with a shotgun pellet, it would no longer make sense to tell stories. But every person is not only himself, he is also the unique, very special, in every case important and remarkable point where the phenomena of the world cross each other, only once like this and never again. That is why history is important to every human being, eternal, divine, that is why every human being, as long as he lives and fulfills the will of nature, is wonderful and worthy of every attention. The spirit has taken shape in each, the creature suffers in each, a Redeemer is crucified in each.
Few people today know what a person is. Many feel it, and therefore die more easily, just as I will die more easily when I have finished writing this story.
I am not allowed to call myself someone who knows. I was and still am a seeker, but I no longer search the stars and in the books, I am beginning to hear the teachings that my blood rushes in me. My story is not pleasant, it is not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories, it tastes of nonsense and confusion, of madness and dreams like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.