8. Clicking

8 Clicking We hiked and hiked to the end of the trail. Then Donald gave us granola bars. Plus also, we drank Gatorade. Donald liked my flower head. "You look like a walking lehua blossom," he said. I did a frown at that word. "A le-who-a what-a?" I said. "A lehua blossom. The flowers in your hair are red lehua blossoms," he explained. "Lehua blossoms are a favorite food source for a little red bird called an apapane." I stared at that man for a real long time.

我们走啊走，一直走到小路的尽头。 然后唐纳德给了我们格兰诺拉燕麦棒。 另外，我们还喝了佳得乐。 唐纳德喜欢我的花头。 “你看起来像一朵行走的乐花，”他说。 听到这个词，我皱了皱眉。 “一个——一个——什么——什么？”我说。 “一朵乐花。你头发上的花是红色的乐花，”他解释道。 “乐花花是一种叫apapane的红色小鸟最喜欢的食物来源。” 我盯着那个人看了很长时间。

"You have way too much information in your head, Don," I said. Donald laughed real loud. Then I laughed, too. Only it wasn't actually a joke. After we rested, we started hiking back to the bus. Mother and Daddy and I went last again. Only this time I had to walk even slower. On account of the flowers kept falling out of my hair. And so I had to keep picking them up and putting them back. "Come on, Junie B.," said Mother. "We need to stay up with the others. If the flowers fall out of your hair, you'll just have to leave them." I did a frown. "But I worked very hard at this flower arrangement," I said. "And I don't want to go

“你脑子里的信息太多了，唐，”我说。 唐纳德笑得很大声。然后我也笑了。 只不过这并不是一个玩笑。 休息后，我们开始徒步返回公共汽车。 妈妈、爸爸和我又走到最后。 只是这次我不得不走得更慢。 因为花总是从我的头发上掉下来。 所以我得不停地把它们捡起来又放回去。 “来吧，朱妮·B，”妈妈说。 “我们需要跟上其他人。 如果花从你的头发上掉下来，你只能把它们留在那里。” 我皱了皱眉。“但是我在插花上花了很多功夫，”我说。 “我不想去

back to the bus empty-headed." Mother thought for a minute. Then she picked up more flowers from the trail. And she wove them in all over my head. Plus also, she used some bobby pins to hold them. "There. That ought to do the trick," she said. "Now come on. Let's go. We've got to catch up." And so both of us started to run. Only too bad for me. Because all of a sudden, my shoe came loose. And so I quick sat down on the trail to tie it. And that is the last pleasant hiking memory I have. WHOOSH! The noise zoomed by my ear.

空着脑袋回到车上。” 母亲想了一会儿。 然后她又从小路上采了些花。 她把它们织在我的头上。 另外，她还用一些发夹夹住了它们。 ”。这应该能奏效，”她说。 “现在走吧。我们走吧。我们必须迎头赶上。” 于是我们俩开始跑。 对我来说太糟糕了。因为突然间，我的鞋松了。 于是我赶紧坐在小径上把它系好。 那是我最后一次愉快的徒步旅行记忆。 嗖!噪音从我耳边呼啸而过。

WHOOSH! I did a gasp! A teensy red bird flew right by my face! I sat there real frozen. The bird fluttered and flapped. And chirped and twirped. And dipped and swirled. And then— PLOP! THAT CRAZY BIRD LANDED RIGHT ON TOP OF MY HEAD! My mouth tried to shout! But no words would come out. I quick stood up and tried to shoo him away. But he just flapped and flopped and fluttered some more! And he kept right on staying there! Then finally, my voice came back to normal!

嗖!我倒吸了一口气！一只小红鸟从我脸上飞过！我呆呆地坐在那里。 那只鸟不停地拍打翅膀。 唧唧喳喳。蘸着，旋转着。 然后——扑通一声！那只疯鸟正好落在我头上！我的嘴想喊！但是一句话也说不出来。 我赶紧站起来，想把他赶走。 但他只是不停地拍啊拍啊拍！他一直呆在那里！最后，我的声音恢复了正常！

"BIRD! BIRD! 911! 911! BIRD! BIRD! BIRD!" I screeched. Mother and Daddy came running back to me. Their mouths fell all the way open! Then they tried to shoo the bird away, too. But it still kept flapping and flopping and fluttering up there! Suddenly, Mother covered her mouth with her hand. "Oh my gosh! I think it's stuck!" she said. "I think it's tangled in her hair!" My eyes got big and wide at that news. "TANGLED?" I yelled. "THE BIRD IS TANGLED IN MY HAIR? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" I raised my screech even louder. "IT'S TANGLED! IT'S TANGLED! 911! 911! TANGLED BIRD!" I hollered.

“鸟!鸟!911年!911年!鸟!鸟!鸟!”我尖叫着。 妈妈和爸爸跑回我身边。 他们的嘴都张大了！然后他们也试图把鸟赶走。 但它仍然不停地扑腾，扑腾，扑腾！突然，妈妈用手捂住了嘴。 “哦，我的天哪！我想它卡住了！”她说。 “我想它缠在她的头发里了！”听到那个消息，我睁大了眼睛。 “复杂?”我喊道。“那只鸟被我的头发缠住了？” 你在开玩笑吧？”我提高了嗓门。 “这是纠结的!这是混乱的!911年!911年!纠结的鸟!”我大声喊道。

All of the bus people came rushing back at once. Plus Donald came rushing back, too. He came to a stop in front of the group. Then he quick gathered himself together. And he started giving orders. "Okay. I need everyone to go back to the bus. Now," he said. "Please." The old people hurried away. Then Donald turned to Mother and Daddy. And he made his voice very calmy. "Okay, Mom and Dad … step away from the bird," he said. Mother and Daddy looked at each other. Then both of them stepped away. After that, Donald walked to me real slow. And he squatted down next to me. And he held my hand. "You okay, honey?" he said.

所有坐公共汽车的人都立刻赶回来了。 而且唐纳德也冲回来了。 他在那群人面前停了下来。 然后他迅速地振作起来。 他开始发号施令。 “好吧。我要所有人回到车上。 现在，”他说。“请。”老人们匆匆离去。 然后唐纳德转向爸爸妈妈。 他的声音很平静。 “好了，爸爸妈妈……离那只鸟远点，”他说。 妈妈和爸爸面面相觑。 然后两人都走开了。 在那之后，唐纳德慢慢地向我走来。 他蹲在我旁边。 他握着我的手。“你没事吧，亲爱的？”他说。