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Fourth ProZ.com Translation Contest: "Raising children"

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Submission phase  
Aug 23 '07Sep 12 '07
Hybrid phase  
Sep 12 '07Sep 19 '07
Finals phase  
Sep 19 '07Sep 27 '07

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Competition in this edition of ProZ.com translation contests is finished. Winners have been announced in 44 language pairs. Click here to view the winners »

Congratulations and thanks to all the members who participated and all the users that have actively voted in this Fourth Translation Contest. In particular, congratulations to the winners! You will find the winners below, as well as links to all language pairs that qualified. There is also a possibility to leave feedback and suggestions about the contest. In addition, the page corresponding to each language pair contains all the qualified entries plus room for specific feedback and comments.

The language pairs that did not qualify are also listed below. In those entries where the poster has chosen to publish their entry and receive comments from colleagues, you may add a note in the space provided.

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Source texts — Jump: English, French, German, Italian, Spanish

The following are the source texts for this edition of the ProZ.com translation contests. Contest participants are given the opportunity to submit translations of these texts into the languages of their choice. If three or more translators translate a text into a given language, the contest is "on" in that language pair. To learn more about the source texts, see the "About the source texts" section below.
English
When my wife told me she was pregnant, I got that stomach-churning sensation that hits you on a plunging roller coaster. I was excited, yes, but... oh my God. Parenting was for, well, parents.

So here I stand, bug-eyed and sweating buckets like some poorly-drawn cartoon character, the question marks floating in the air around my head while I try to prepare myself for the complete care and responsibility of another living being besides my cat. I'm responsible for making sure this little human doesn't grow up and turn into a complete monster. If the child turns out a social moron-- my fault. If the babe can't find Luxembourg on the map, blame me for not providing a better education. They'll need therapy, and of course that will be on my head too. So many opportunities for wrong turns!

I remember the day my father sat me down and awkwardly told me about the birds and the bees; it was perhaps the most excruciating and embarrassing half hour of both our lives. I can't do that to another human being.

Maybe I'm getting a little ahead of myself here. I can do this, I say; I'll be a great father. My child will be reared a well-rounded, educated, upstanding citizen of the world, and he or she won't hate me.

And then I imagine the baby, still safe within the confines of my wife's belly, suddenly opening an alarmed eye as the thought enters his or her mind: "What if my dad just can't hack it?
French
Pour ma mère que je n’avais pas vue depuis ma naissance, le séjour de La Rochelle fut aussi l’occasion de la découvrir en entier. Je ne laissai pas, d’abord, d’être surprise qu’elle ne m’eût embrassée que deux fois, et seulement au front, après cette séparation assez longue ; encore ne devinais-je pas que ces deux baisers seraient les seules que je recevrais d’elle en ma vie. Je la trouvais aigre dans ses propos et impatientée des rires inconsidérés qui me prenaient devant les fantaisies de mes frères. « Décidément cette enfant n’est pas belle, dit-elle un jour devant moi à mon frère Constant, elle n’a que des yeux ; ils lui mangent la figure ; c’est une démesure fort ridicule».

Ce ne fut, cependant, que quelques jours après mon arrivée que ma réserve à son endroit devint une franche aversion : ce changement vint de la manière dont elle crut me devoir mener à l’église. Je n’avais jamais entendu la messe mais je sentais plus de curiosité que d’hostilité et, bien que je fusse allée parfois au prêche avec les Villette, je ne me croyais pas huguenote. Ma mère me mena à l’église comme elle m’eût menée au cachot : avec des menaces et une poigne serrée sur ma main. Je n’étais pas naturellement docile et ma nature comportait un fond de rébellion que l’usage de la force réveillait. Ma mère parvint, par sa méthode, à ce beau résultat que, sitôt que je fus dans l’église, je tournai le dos à l’autel. Elle me donna un soufflet ; je le portai avec un grand courage, me sentant glorieuse de souffrir pour ma religion. A l’égard de la messe, cette résistance ne dura pas car elle était sans fondement, mais je ne revins jamais de l’aversion pour ma mère que fit naître cette aventure.
German
Tim befindet sich momentan in einer Entwicklungsstufe, an die ich mich später sicher am liebsten erinnere - weil sie vorbei ist. Nennen wir sie die "Pupsi-Phase“, die Bestandteil des sich hinziehenden Prozesses des Spracherwerbs eines jeden Kinds zu sein scheint. Jeder Berliner Rapper ist gegen meinen Sohn ein Schöngeist.

Morgens, wenn Tim über meine Beine zu mir ins Bett trampelt, ruft er freudig: „Halloooo Pupsbacke.“ Ich bin aber keine Pupsbacke, sondern ein Vater. Und das sage ich ihm auch. Unnötig zu erwähnen, dass er auch für seine Mutter eine ganz besondere Wortschöpfung parat hat... Die meisten seiner Wortschöpfungen gründeln in Körperöffnungen und Ausscheidungsvorgängen. Das ist nicht schön.

Warum kann er nicht Kosenamen erfinden, die man gerne hört? Warum bin ich nicht einfach „Blumenpapa“? Das sei normal, sagte die Kindergärtnerin, als ich sie darauf ansprach. Ist mir egal, also beschloss ich dem Verhalten meines Sohnes mutig entgegenzutreten und notfalls Strafen für Schimpfwörter zu verhängen.

Leider fehlt es mir dafür jedoch an Autorität. Im Bestrafen bin ich nicht besonders gut. Abgesehen davon hat mir mal eine Psychologin erklärt, dass kleine Kinder mit Strafen überhaupt nichts anfangen können. Es bringt nichts, und das Einhalten von Sanktionen ist für Eltern schwieriger als für Kinder, besonders wenn es um Fernsehverbote geht. Möchte man die zum Beispiel am Sonntagmorgen um acht einhalten? Nein? Na bitte. Ich nahm mir also vor, mit Augenmaß vorzugehen.
Italian
«Gattaccio! Scendi!»
Dallo studio, immersa nell’ennesima traduzione, sento le urla di Alessandra, la mia secondogenita, che inveisce contro Marlon, il micione ex-randagio, attualmente re del divano di casa.

Fuori, un timido sole settembrino scalda il vuoto della giornata senza Giorgio, il grande e ormai un uomo, partito per l’università: temerario, tenero, toccante.

Chi l’avrebbe detto che la sua mancanza avrebbe ferito con queste fitte che arrivano a tradimento? Non so se il dolore nasce dalla convinzione che ormai ha spiccato il volo e la vita non sarà mai più come prima, o dalla semplice angoscia degli anni che passano come lampi in un temporale estivo. E dal dubbio che questi figlioli non me li sono goduti, non li ho amati e cresciuti come avrei dovuto. Come avrei potuto.

Alessandra si è subito appropriata del nuovo ruolo di figlia unica, ruolo ambito per 16 anni e adesso tutto suo, perlomeno fino al ritorno del “big brother” per le vacanze.

I suoi umori si alternano tra la soddisfazione di avere finalmente soggiogato mami e papi, e la solitudine di chi non si era resa conto di quanto amasse il fratello. Adesso chi le spiegherà il latino? Più importante, chi le presterà il telefonino quando la sua scheda è scarica?

Sento dei passi avvicinarsi, gatto Marlon che protesta … «Mammina, hai visto quant’è carino? Senti, ma il tuo cellulare mica ti serve in questo preciso momento?»

Alessandra una soluzione l’ha trovata. E Marlon, dalle sue braccia, mi fissa con sguardo laconico.
Spanish
¿Qué les digo a los chicos? ¿Les diré que sean honestos y derechos, o que aprovechen cada ventaja de la vida? ¿Mística o pragmatismo? ¿Será equivocado inculcarles valores que el mundo parece despreciar?

¡Tanta infundada preocupación! Los hijos escuchan lo que les decimos, pero aprenden de lo que hacemos o dejamos de hacer. Cada pequeña acción, cada gesto, el tono de una respuesta, la inconsistencia entre dichos y hechos... nada escapa del atento escrutinio de esas personitas que la vida ha puesto a nuestro cargo.

Desconsiderados intrusos que demandan nuestro tiempo y atención hasta cuando no nos queda resto, escasos en años y en tamaño pero colmados de humana complejidad, los hijos invaden nuestra privacidad, desarticulan nuestros planes y desvían nuestra brújula hacia nuevos puntos cardinales.

Quisiéramos que estos repositorios inocentes de nuestros anhelos incumplidos sigan las sendas que hemos idealizado y que deseen lo que nos resulta más deseable, pero ellos tienen sus propios sueños y deseos, y deberán encontrar su propia senda.

Una y otra vez intentamos usar nuestra experiencia para protegerlos de los golpes, pero hay cosas que solo se aprenden tropezando, y los acertijos de la vida no tienen una única respuesta.

¡Maravillosos cachorros! Aprendemos de ellos, o con ellos, más que lo que enseñamos. En sus voces nuestras palabras adquieren una nueva perspectiva, y sus necesidades y desafíos nos hacen replantear ideas y sentimientos sedimentados tras años de rutina.

Nuestros hijos nos necesitan porque les señalamos el camino. Nosotros los necesitamos más aún, porque ellos son nuestra huella.

About the source texts

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