my thin arms, my stooping shoulders, which no effort of mine could keep straight, but above all the whiteness of my skin, or rather its entire want of color, shamed me to tears.
besoak meharregiak, ahaleginik handienaz ere zuzendu ezineko sorbalda, baina batez ere nire azalaren zurbildurak, kolorerik ezak hobe, lotsez eta malkoz bete ninduen.