J'ai un dm d'anglais à rendre pour la rentré mais jpige rien au texte, moi et l'anglais c'est pas trop ca bref...

J'ai besoin de votre aide svp

The company I work for is Called Rent-a-Back, Inc. How I got into it is a whole other story, but basically we provide a service for people who are old or disabled. Any load you can't lift, any chore you don't feel up to, why, just call on us. Say you want your lawn chairs piled in your garage in the fall. Or your rugs rolled up and stored away in the spring. We can do that. A lot of our customers have a standing order---like, an hour a week. Others just telephone as circumstances arise. Whatever.

On the Saturday of my trip to Philadelphia, I came home to find a message from my boss on my answering machine. "Barnaby, it's Virginia Dibble. Could you get back to me as soon as possible? We have an urgent request for this evening."

I really liked Mrs. Dibble. She was this dainty, fluttery lady a whole lot older than my mother, but I'd seen her tote a portable toilet down two flights of stairs when we were short-handed. So even though I wasn't in such a great mood, I dialed her number. "What's up? I asked her.

"Oh, poor, poor Mrs. Alford," she started right in. "She needs a Christmas tree put together."

"A what?"

"An eight-foot artificial Christmas tree. It's in her attic, she says, and she needs it brought down and assembled."

"Mrs. Dibble," I said. "It's New Year's Eve."

"Oh, you have plans?"

"I mean, it's a week after Christmas. What does she want with a tree?

"She says her seven grandchildren are stopping by for a visit. They're spending the night on their way home from skiing, and she wants the house to look cheery she says, and not old-ladyish and glum."

"Ah."

Grandchildren ruled the world, if you judged by most of our clients.

"She needs it decorated too," Mrs. Dibble was saying, "She says she can't manage the upper branches and if she climbed onto a step stool she's scared she might break a hip."

Breaking a hip was what else ruled the world---the fear of it, I mean.

I said, "Couldn't she tell her grandchildren she did have a tree but took it down? Plenty of folks get rid of their trees on December twenty-sixth, tell her!"

But l knew what Mrs. Dibble's answer would be ("We're the muscles, Dot the brains," she always said) so I didn't wait to hear it. "Besides," I said "my car is in the shop and I won't have it back until Monday."

"Oh, Martine can drive," Mrs. Dibble told me. "I thought I'd send the two of you, so as to finish that much faster. Can you do it if Martine picks you up?"

"Well," I said. "I guess."

"All the others have New Year's plans. I'II call Martine back again and tell her to come fetch you.

There were eleven full-time employees at Rent-a-Back. That meant nine people, that I knew of had New Year's plans. And these were not particularly successful people. Several might even be looked upon as losers. But still, they'd found something to do with themselves on New Year's Eve.

C'est long je sais mais si chacun de vous me traduit une petite partie ca serai sympa..

"The company I work for is Called Rent-a-Back, Inc. How I got into it is a whole other story, but basically we provide a service for people who are old or disabled. Any load you can't lift, any chore you don't feel up to, why, just call on us. Say you want your lawn chairs piled in your garage in the fall. Or your rugs rolled up and stored away in the spring. We can do that. A lot of our customers have a standing order---like, an hour a week. Others just telephone as circumstances arise. Whatever."

La compagnie pour laquelle je travaille s'appelle Rent-a-Back. La façon dont j'y suis entré est une toute autre histoire, mais fondamentalement nous fournissons des services pour personnes âgées ou invalides. Une charge que vous ne pouvez soulever, une tâche que vous ne vous sentez pas de faire, pourquoi, appellez-nous. Vous voulez empiler vos chaises de jardin dans votre garage en automne. Ou rouler et ranger vos tapis au printemps. Vous pouvez le faire. Beaucoup de nos clients ont une fréquence d'aide régulière - comme, une heure par semaine (?). D'autres appellent simplement lorsque le besoin s'en fait sentir. Peu importe.

merci

Soit tu es nul en anglais, soit tu es très feignant, car ce texte est simple.

"On the Saturday of my trip to Philadelphia, I came home to find a message from my boss on my answering machine. "Barnaby, it's Virginia Dibble. Could you get back to me as soon as possible? We have an urgent request for this evening."
I really liked Mrs. Dibble. She was this dainty, fluttery lady a whole lot older than my mother, but I'd seen her tote a portable toilet down two flights of stairs when we were short-handed. So even though I wasn't in such a great mood, I dialed her number. "What's up? I asked her.

Le samedi de mon voyage à Philadelphie, j'arrivai chez moi pour voir la réponse de mon patron sur mon répondeur. "Barnaby, c'est Virginia Dibble. Peux-tu revenir me voir le plus vite possible ? Nous avons une demande urgente pour cet après-midi."
J'aimais beaucoup Mme Dibble. C'était une femme délicate et émotive, bien plus âgée que ma mère, mais j'avais vu son sac... Après désolé mais ça me gonfle. Je laisse la place à d'autres, ciao.

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