2. The Secret About Twitter

2/The Secret About Twitter Me and that Grace rode the bus home together. I did not speak to that girl. 'Cause she kept on being happy about Slicky. And so what kind of crummy attitude is that? I walked in my house real glum. Grandma Helen Miller was babysitting my baby brother named Ollie. "Uh-oh. It looks like someone had a bad day at school," she said. I raised my hand very weakish. "Me, Grandma. It was me. I am the one who had the bad day." After that, I gave her a paper from my

我和格蕾丝一起乘公共汽车回家。 我没跟那个女孩说过话。 因为她一直对滑头很开心。 这是什么卑鄙的态度？ 我闷闷不乐地走进我的房子。 海伦·米勒奶奶在照看我的小弟弟奥利。 “哦。看起来某人在学校度过了糟糕的一天，”她说。 我很无力地举起了手。 “我,奶奶。是我。我才是那个倒霉的人。” 在那之后，我给了她一张我的

teacher. It was the rules about Pet Day. Grandma Miller put Ollie in his swing. Then me and her sat on the couch. And I waited while she read the paper. "Oh dear," she said. "You can't take Tickle, can you?" I shook my head real gloomy. "Not even in a cage," I said. I did a sad sigh. "Where's the justice here, Helen?" I asked. Grandma smiled very understanding. Then she gave me a hug. And she said don't call her Helen. "I don't know what to tell you, sweetie," she said. "Unless you get another pet before Pet Day, I guess you're just going to have to accept this." My eyes started to cry a teeny bit.

老师。这是宠物节的规定。 米勒奶奶把奥利放在他的秋千上。 然后我和她坐在沙发上。 我等着她看报纸。 “哦，天哪，”她说。“你不能带痒痒，对吧？”我沮丧地摇了摇头。 “甚至在笼子里也没有，”我说。 我悲伤地叹了口气。“海伦，正义在哪里？”我问。 奶奶非常理解地笑了。 然后她给了我一个拥抱。她说别叫她海伦。 “我不知道该怎么跟你说，亲爱的，”她说。 “除非你在宠物节之前再养一只宠物，否则我想你只能接受这一点。” 我的眼睛开始微微流泪。

"But Mother and Daddy won't buy me another pet, Grandma. 'Cause I already asked for a bunny and a goat and a bat and a rat. But they keep on saying no, no, no, no." Grandma read the rules again. "Wait a second here," she said. "Why didn't I see this before? It says you can bring a bird." I shrugged my shoulders. "Yeah? So?" "So you can take my canary!" she said. "I'll let you take Twitter!" I looked and looked at that woman. Then I patted her hand very nice. And I whispered a secret in her ear. "Yeah, only here's the problem. I hate that dumb bird," I said. Grandma Miller looked surprised.

“但是爸爸妈妈不会再给我买一只宠物了，奶奶。 因为我已经要了一只兔子，一只山羊，一只蝙蝠和一只老鼠。 但他们一直说不，不，不，不。” 奶奶又读了一遍规则。 “等一下，”她说。 “为什么我之前没有看到？” 上面说你可以带一只鸟来。” 我耸了耸肩。“是吗? 所以呢?”“所以你可以带走我的金丝雀！”她说。 “我让你去推特！”我看了又看那个女人。 然后我轻轻地拍了拍她的手。 我在她耳边悄悄说了一个秘密。 “是的，但问题是。 我讨厌那只哑鸟，”我说。 米勒奶奶看起来很惊讶。

"You hate him? You hate Twitter?" she asked. I showed her my finger. "He pecked me, Grandma. He pecked my

“你恨他？”你讨厌推特？”她问。 我向她展示了我的手指。“他啄我，奶奶。 他啄我的。

finger, remember that? And I didn't even do anything to that guy." Grandma Miller made squinty eyes at me. "You put a potato on his head," she said. "I would have pecked you, too." I smiled kind of nervous. "It was a hat," I said real soft. After that, me and Grandma Miller sat there kind of stiffish. And we didn't talk for lots of minutes. Finally, I tapped on her. "Do you have any other pets at your house?" I asked. "Any pets I'm not aware of?" Grandma Miller laughed a little bit. "Not unless we catch that crazy old raccoon that keeps breaking into our garbage can every night," she said. Then she laughed some more.

手指，记得吗？我甚至没有对那个人做过任何事。” 米勒奶奶眯着眼睛看着我。 “你在他头上放了个土豆，”她说。 “我也会啄你的。” 我有点紧张地笑了。“那是一顶帽子。”我温柔地说。 在那之后，我和米勒奶奶有点僵坐在那里。 我们有很长一段时间没有说话。 最后，我敲了敲她。“你家里还有其他宠物吗？”我问。 “有我不知道的宠物吗？”米勒奶奶笑了笑。 她说：“除非我们抓到那只每天晚上都闯进我们垃圾桶的疯狂老浣熊。” 然后她又笑了起来。

And guess what? I laughed, too! 'Cause that woman is a genius, I tell you!

你猜怎么着？我也笑了！因为那个女人是个天才，我告诉你！