9. Sleeping on It

9 Sleeping on It That night, me and Philip Johnny Bob didn't sleep that good. We tossed and turned a real lot. Also, Philip Johnny Bob talked in his sleep a little bit. 'Cause I heard him say the word cheater pants. I woke him up when I heard that. Then both of us got a drink of water. And we talked about what was the trouble. The next morning, our eyes were poopish and droopy. And guess what? We were not the only ones who looked like that, either. 'Cause

那天晚上，我和菲利普·约翰尼·鲍勃都没睡好。 我们辗转反侧了很多次。 还有，菲利普·约翰尼·鲍勃也会说梦话。 因为我听到他说了“骗子裤子”这个词。 我听到那件事时把他叫醒了。 然后我们俩都喝了点水。 我们讨论了问题所在。 第二天早上，我们的眼睛又汪汪又下垂。 你猜怎么着？我们也不是唯一长这样的人。 因为

when my friend Herb got on the bus, his eyes were poopish and droopy, too. He plopped down next to me. And he did a big yawn. "I didn't sleep good last night," he said real

当我的朋友赫伯上车时，他的眼睛也耷拉着。 他扑通一声坐在我旁边。 他打了一个大大的哈欠。“我昨晚没睡好，”他真诚地说

tired. I nodded. "Me too, Herb. I didn't sleep good, too," I said. Herb sat there a minute. Then he did a sigh. "Yeah, only I don't even want to tell you why I didn't sleep," he said. "Or maybe you might get mad at me." I raised my eyebrows at him. "Oh?" Herb squirmed in his seat kind of uncomfortable. Then he quieted his voice. "It's kind of about the spelling test," he whispered. I thought about that. "Oh," I said. "Oh, yeah. I guess I didn't thank you for helping me, did I?" I patted his arm. "Thank you, Herb," I said. "Because of you, I will always remember how to spell the

累了。我点了点头。“我也是，赫伯。 我也没睡好，”我说。 赫伯在那儿坐了一会儿。然后他叹了口气。 “是的，只是我甚至不想告诉你我为什么不睡觉，”他说。 “或者你可能会生我的气。” 我对他扬起眉毛。 “哦?”赫伯在座位上扭动了一下，有点不舒服。 然后他压低了声音。 “是关于拼写测试的。”他低声说。 我想过这个。“哦，”我说。 “哦,是的。我想我没有感谢你的帮助，是吗？”我拍了拍他的胳膊。 “谢谢你，赫伯，”我说。 因为你，我会永远记得如何拼写

word would." Herb's shoulders slumped way down. "Yeah, see… but that's the problem, Junie B.," he said. "That's why I didn't sleep last night. Because I'm sorry, but I don't feel that good about helping you." He squirmed some more. "I mean, at the time, I thought it would be nice. But as soon as I showed you my test, it didn't feel nice at all. Instead, it felt like… well, you know, it felt like I was a—" I quick sat up and interrupted him. "A cheater pants!" I said. "It felt like you were a cheater pants. Right, Herb? Right? That's how come you couldn't sleep last night, correct? 'Cause at first you thought it would be nice to share with me. Only as soon as you did it, it felt kind of wrong inside."

词会”。赫伯的肩膀耷拉下来。 “是啊，你看……但这就是问题所在，朱妮B，”他说。 “这就是我昨晚没睡的原因。 因为我很抱歉，但我觉得帮助你不太好。” 他又扭动了一下。“我的意思是，当时我认为这会很好。 但当我给你看我的测试时，感觉一点都不好。 相反，感觉就像……嗯，你知道，感觉就像我是个——”我赶紧坐起来，打断了他的话。 “一条骗子的裤子！”我说。 “感觉你就像个骗子。 草?对吧?所以你昨晚才睡不着，对吗？ 因为一开始你觉得和我分享会很好 只是当你这么做的时候，你会觉得内心有点不对劲。”

Herb looked surprised at me. "Yeah, it did. But how did you even know that?" "Because, Herb. Because," I said. "Have you forgotten who you are talking to here? I am a cheater pants myself, remember? So I know exactly what it feels like!" I shook my head. "I can't believe it, Herb. I can't believe I did it two days in a row," I said. "'Cause on Monday I copied May's homework. And yesterday I copied your spelling word. Only at first, I tried to pretend that you and me were just sharing." Herb nodded kind of sad. "Yeah. But we weren't, were we?" he said. "No," I said back. "We really weren't, Herbert. On account of sharing on a spelling test is called cheating." Herbert did a wince at that word.

赫伯惊讶地看着我。 “是的，确实是这样。可你是怎么知道的？”“因为,赫伯特。 因为，”我说。“你忘了你在跟谁说话吗？” 我自己就是个骗子，记得吗？ 所以我知道那是什么感觉！”我摇了摇头。 “我真不敢相信，赫伯。 我简直不敢相信我连续两天都这么做了，”我说。 “因为星期一我抄了梅的作业。 昨天我抄了你的拼写单词。 只是一开始，我试着假装我们只是在分享。” 赫伯有点难过地点了点头。“是的。 但我们不是，不是吗？”他说。 “不，”我回答。“我们真的没有，赫伯特。 因为在拼写测试中分享被称为作弊。” 赫伯特听到这个词畏缩了一下。

I patted him. "I know just how you feel, pally," I said. "The word cheater makes you feel like a nasty, rotten ratty pants who can't even be trusted." Herb nodded. Then he smiled a little bit. "You have a nice way with words," he said. I did a shrug. "Actually, Philip Johnny Bob came up with that one." After that, me and Herb rode the rest of the way to school without talking. We both felt better, I think. We told on ourselves at recess. Me and Herbert. Both of us. Together. We went to Room One after lunch. And we told Mr. Scary that we cheated on the spelling test.

我拍了拍他。“我知道你的感受，朋友，”我说。 “骗子这个词让你觉得自己是一个肮脏的、腐烂的、不值得信任的人。” 草点了点头。然后他微微一笑。 “你说话真有一套，”他说。 我耸了耸肩。“实际上，是菲利普·约翰尼·鲍勃想出来的。” 在那之后，我和赫伯在去学校的路上没有说话。 我想我们俩都感觉好多了。 课间休息时我们告了密。 我和赫伯特。我们两个。 在一起。午饭后我们去了一号房间。 我们告诉吓人先生我们在拼写测试中作弊了。