介绍： 《穿条纹睡衣的男孩》由爱尔兰编剧、制片人约翰·伯恩创作。八岁男孩布鲁诺一家随着纳粹军官父亲的一纸调令，由柏林搬迁到乡下，布鲁诺偷偷结识了铁丝网另一边的同龄男孩施穆尔，并时常带给他食物吃，施穆尔是布鲁诺惟一的朋友。一天布鲁诺决定，要去铁丝网的另一边帮施穆尔找到他的父亲……

【Chapter Four：What They Saw Through ...

介绍： 《穿条纹睡衣的男孩》由爱尔兰编剧、制片人约翰·伯恩创作。八岁男孩布鲁诺一家随着纳粹军官父亲的一纸调令，由柏林搬迁到乡下，布鲁诺偷偷结识了铁丝网另一边的同龄男孩施穆尔，并时常带给他食物吃，施穆尔是布鲁诺惟一的朋友。一天布鲁诺决定，要去铁丝网的另一边帮施穆尔找到他的父亲……

【Chapter Four：What They Saw Through the Window】

To begin with, they weren't children at all. Not all of them, at least. There were small boys and big boys, fathers and grandfathers. Perhaps a few uncles too. And some of those people who live on their own on everybody's road but don't seem to have any relatives at all. They were everyone.

'Who are they?' asked Gretel, as open-mouthed as her brother often was these days. 'What sort of place is this?'

'I'm not sure,' said Bruno, sticking as close to the truth as possible. 'But it's not as nice as home, I do know that much.'

'And where are all the girls?' she asked. 'And the mothers? And the grandmothers?' 'Perhaps they live in a different part,' suggested Bruno.

Gretel agreed. She didn't want to go on staring but it was very difficult to turn her eyes away. So far, all she had seen was the forest facing her own window, which looked a little dark but a good place for picnics if there was any sort of clearing further along it. But from this side of the house the view was very different.

It started off nicely enough. There was a garden directly beneath Bruno's window. Quite a large one too, and full of flowers which grew in neat orderly sections in soil that looked as if it was tended very carefully by someone who knew that growing flowers in a place like this was something good that they could do, like putting a tiny candle of light in the corner of a huge castle on a misty moor on a dark winter's night.

Past the flowers there was a very pleasant pavement with a wooden bench on it, where Gretel could imagine sitting in the sunshine and reading a book. There was a plaque attached to the top of the bench but she couldn't read the inscription from this distance. The seat was turned to face the house—which, usually, would be a strange thing to do but on this occasion she could understand why.

About twenty feet further along from the garden and the flowers and the bench with the plaque on it, everything changed. There was a huge wire fence that ran along the length of the house and turned in at the top, extending further along in either direction, further than she could possibly see. The fence was very high, higher even than the house they were standing in, and there were huge wooden posts, like telegraph poles, dotted along it, holding it up. At the top of the fence enormous bales of barbed wire were tangled in spirals, and Gretel felt an unexpected pain inside her as she looked at the sharp spikes sticking out all the way round it.

There wasn't any grass after the fence; in fact there was no greenery anywhere to be seen in the distance. Instead the ground was made of a sand-like substance, and as far as she could make out there was nothing but low huts and large square buildings dotted around and one or two smoke stacks in the distance. She opened her mouth to say something, but when she did she realized that she couldn't find any words to express her surprise, and so she did the only sensible thing she could think of and closed it again.

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