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When me and Rowley were in the Mingos" camp, I must've put the belt buckle in my pocket without even REALIZING it. And now I was in a panic, because that meant Meckley Mingo was coming for ME. But the only thing kids in my town hate more than each OTHER is the MINGOS. So when the Mingos charged, everyone turned to FACE them. Well, everyone except ME. At that point I'd had ENOUGH. When the Mingos came at us, I looked for a good place to HIDE.

我和罗利在明戈帮营地的时候，我肯定是没留意就把皮带扣揣进兜里了，完全没意识到这件事。 这下我可慌了神，因为这意味着梅克利·明戈一定会来找我算账。 可我们镇上的小孩，比起彼此不对付，更讨厌明戈帮这帮人。 所以当明戈帮冲过来的时候，所有人都转身迎了上去。 唉，唯独我没上。 那时候我已经受够了这一切。 明戈帮朝我们冲过来的时候，我只想着找个好地方躲起来。

There was a big hole in a collapsed section of the wall, so I dove inside, and Rowley was right behind me. The battle raged all around us, and I didn't see how we were gonna get out of this one ALIVE. Battle hit, scream, splash, poor. Rowley didn't think we were gonna make it, either. He told me that if I survived but he DIDN'T, I could have all of his video games. I patted myself down to see if I had a pen so he could put that in WRITING, but all I had on me was that stupid belt buckle.

围墙塌掉的地方有个大洞，我一头钻了进去，罗利紧跟着也钻进来了。 战斗在我们四周打得激烈，我完全想不出我们要怎么活着逃出这一关。 冲撞、叫喊、泥水飞溅，乱作一团。 罗利也觉得我们这回逃不掉了。 他跟我说，如果我活下来他死了，我可以拿走他所有电子游戏。 我摸遍全身想找支笔让他把这话写下来，结果我身上只有那个该死的皮带扣。

It didn't matter anyway, because five seconds later the ground started shaking, and it felt like we were in an EARTHQUAKE. Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake. I thought we were gonna be buried ALIVE, and all I could think of is how the two of us were gonna end up in a MUSEUM after they dug us out in a couple thousand years. the display would read CHILDREN twentyfirst century, and there would be. Rowley and me frozen,

反正那时候有没有笔都无所谓了，因为五秒钟之后地面就开始摇晃，感觉就像发生了地震一样。 晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃，晃啊晃。 我以为我们要被活埋了，我满脑子都在想，几千年后人们把我们挖出来，我俩会被摆进博物馆里。 展品标牌会写着：二十一世纪 儿童，旁边还会放着—— 冻僵的我和罗利。

But then the ground stopped shaking, and after a few seconds we popped our heads out of our hiding spot to see what was happening. The snowplow was three-quarters of the way up the street, mowing through everything in its path. And I don't know if the snowplow driver couldn't SEE the kids in the road or just didn't CARE. because he drove straight up the road, ploughing everything in front of him. Splash hit. Uh, oh, By now, the snow was melting, and everything was turning to SLUSH. And once the plow left our street, it was QUIET.

不过很快地面就停止摇晃了，过了几秒钟我们从藏身处探出头，想看看外面出了什么事。 扫雪车已经开到街道四分之三的位置了，一路推平了所有挡路的东西。 我搞不清是扫雪车司机没看见路上的小孩，还是根本就不在乎。 因为他就直直沿着路往前开，推走了面前所有东西。 泥水飞溅。 哦糟了，这时候雪已经开始融化了，所有东西都变成了雪泥。 等扫雪车离开我们街之后，整条街一下子就安静了。

The crazy thing is, now that the street was plowed, there wasn't really anything left to FIGHT over, and everyone picked themselves up and went back HOME. Even the Mingo kids went back to where they came from. plowed, there were lots of us just laying around going, gro, gro. Oh. And the truth is, I couldn't really remember what we were all fighting over to BEGIN with.

神奇的是，街道被扫干净之后，其实根本没什么好争抢的了，大家都爬起来各自回家了。 连明戈帮的小孩都回他们原来的地方去了。 扫完雪后，我们好多人还躺在地上哼哼，哼啊哼。 唉。 说真的，我都记不起来我们一开始到底是为啥打架了。

Friday We've been back at school for a week, and it's warmed up a LOT in the past few days. I don't want to curse it or anything, but I think we might've seen the last of the cold weather. So I'm not really worried about the PIG anymore In fact, he's probably somewhere warm by now, having the time of his life. he's probably on a beach somewhere with a bunch of friends and a drink in his head and great music going. Captain. There's still some snow on the ground in my neighborhood, so Mitchell Pickett's been enjoying the snowmobile he bought with all the money he made this winter.

星期五 我们已经回学校一周了，这几天天气回暖了好多。 我不是说不吉利的话，可我觉得今年最冷的天气大概已经过去了。 所以我其实也不太担心那头猪了。 其实啊，它现在说不定待在哪个暖和的地方，过得开心极了。 它说不定正待在某个海滩上，身边一群朋友，手里拿着饮料，还放着好听的音乐。 船长。 我们小区现在还有一些残雪，所以米切尔·皮克特天天骑着他今年冬天赚大钱买的雪地摩托，玩得不亦乐乎。