6. Something in Common

6 Something in Common Mr. Scary roamed his eyes around the circle. "Okay, let's get started again. Who has brought something so, so special that you can't wait one more second to show us?" "ME!" I shouted. "ME, ME, ME!" "NO, ME! ME! ME!" shouted May, even louder. Then she quick jumped up. And she reached into her Thankful Bag. And so I quick jumped up. And I reached into my Thankful Bag, too! And then BOOM! Both of us pulled out our thankful items at the very same time!

恐怖先生的眼睛扫视着圈子。 “好吧，让我们重新开始。 是谁带来了如此特别的东西，让你一秒钟都等不及要给我们看？”“我!”我叫道。 “我，我，我！”“不,我!我!我！”梅喊得更大声了。 然后她迅速跳了起来。她把手伸进她的感恩袋。 于是我迅速跳了起来。我也把手伸进了我的感恩袋！然后砰！我们俩同时拿出了我们的感恩礼物！

And I could not believe my eyeballs, I tell you! On account of me and May brought the same thankful item from home! And here is the shockingest part of all. They were the exact same stuffed elephants! It still takes my breathing away to think about that. 'Cause me and May are nothing alike. And so how can we be thankful for the same elephants? Both of us kept staring at this terrible situation. We could not even say any words. Mr. Scary leaned back in his chair and smiled. "Well, this is very interesting, isn't it?" he said. His smile got bigger. "I actually love this, girls," he said. "It just shows us that even when people are quite different from each other, they can still have

告诉你，我简直不敢相信自己的眼睛！因为我和梅从家里带来了同样的感恩礼物！这是最令人震惊的部分。 它们是一模一样的填充大象！一想到那件事，我就觉得难以呼吸。 因为我和梅完全不一样。 所以我们怎么能对同样的大象心存感激呢？ 我们俩都盯着这可怕的情景。 我们甚至说不出话来。 吓人先生靠在椅子上，笑了。 “嗯，这很有趣，不是吗？”他说。 他的笑容更灿烂了。“我真的很喜欢这个，姑娘们，”他说。 “它只是告诉我们，即使人们彼此之间差异很大，他们仍然可以拥有

things in common." He stood up. "That's what happened with the Native Americans and the Pilgrims, remember?" he asked. "Even though they were different from each other, they were thankful for many of the same things. And that allowed them to become friends." I quick raised my hand. "Yeah, only May and I are not friends, Mr. Scary. Plus I don't even get Pilgrims," I said. "Their costumes look hottish and sweatish." May stepped in front of me. "Well, I love Pilgrims!" she said. "I wish I was wearing hot, sweaty Pilgrim clothes right now." I did a huff at her. "If I was an Indian, I would not eat squash with you," I said. Mr. Scary laughed. "See, girls? See how different you are?" he

共同点。”他站了起来。 “印第安人和清教徒就是这样，记得吗？”他问。 尽管他们彼此不同，但他们对许多相同的事情心存感激。 这让他们成为了朋友。” 我迅速举起了手。“是的，只是梅和我不是朋友，吓人先生。 而且我连朝圣者都没有，”我说。 “他们的服装看起来既性感又充满汗水。” 梅走到我前面。 “嗯，我喜欢朝圣者！”她说。 “我真希望我现在穿着又热又湿的清教徒服装。” 我冲她怒吼了一下。“如果我是印度人，我不会和你一起吃南瓜，”我说。 吓人先生笑了。“看,女孩吗? 看到你有多不一样了吗？

said. "But look! You're both thankful for the same little toy." I frowned my eyes at that comment. "Philip Johnny Bob is not a little toy, Mr. Scary," I said, real annoyed. "Philip Johnny Bob is the bestest stuffed-animal friend I've ever had." May nodded. "And my elephant is my best stuffed-animal friend, too," she said. "His name is Police Sergeant Chuck. And I have known him since my mother brought him home from the store." She held him up for everyone to see.

说。“但看!你们都感激同一个小玩具。” 听到那句评论，我皱起了眉头。 “菲利普·约翰尼·鲍勃不是一个小玩具，吓人先生。”我说，真的很恼火。 “菲利普·约翰尼·鲍勃是我有过的最好的毛绒玩具朋友。” 可能点了点头。“我的大象也是我最好的毛绒玩具朋友，”她说。 “他的名字是警官查克。 自从我妈妈把他从商店带回家以来，我就认识他了。” 她把他举起来给大家看。

"My mother made this little police uniform for him. See it, everyone?" she said. "He has a little police jacket. And a little police hat. And a shiny little police badge." She looked at Philip Johnny Bob and made a face. "Police Sergeant Chuck does not have patches sewed on him like Junie Jones's old elephant," she said. "Junie Jones's old elephant has been all torn and ripped." I made squinty eyes at her. "Yeah, only here is a news flash, madam," I said. "In Mother Nature, elephants do not wear police uniforms. In Mother Nature, Police Sergeant Chuck would look like a nitwit." Philip Johnny Bob laughed out loud. Ha! Good one, Junie B.! he said. Plus I LOVE my patches. Me and Philip have the same actual talking voice.

“我妈妈给他做了这件小警服。 大家看到了吗？”她说。 “他有一件小警服。 还有一顶警帽。还有一个闪亮的小警徽。” 她看着菲利普·约翰尼·鲍勃，做了个鬼脸。 “查克警官身上没有像朱妮·琼斯的老象那样缝着补丁，”她说。 “琼·琼斯的老象已经被撕破了。” 我眯着眼睛看她。 “是的，只是这里有一条新闻，夫人，”我说。 “在大自然中，大象不穿警服。 在大自然中，查克警官看起来就像个傻瓜。” 菲利普·约翰尼·鲍勃大笑起来。 哈!说得好，朱尼·b ！他说。 另外，我喜欢我的补丁。我和菲利普说话的声音是一样的。

I hugged him real tight. "Yes, I know you do, Phil," I said. "Plus the only reason you have patches is because sometimes—when you and I wrestle—I accidentally throw you too high in the air. And then you land on the ceiling fan. And I have to turn up the fan speed to get you off. And then you fly across the room. And you land on the pointy living room lamp." Philip hugged me back. But I love riding on the ceiling fan, he said. It's fun. I smoothed his softy ears. "I know it is, Phil. That's how come I throw you up there whenever Mother is out of the room," I said. May did a gasp. "Friends do not throw friends on ceiling fans!" she said. "Riding on a ceiling fan is even against the law, I bet!" Police Sergeant Chuck nodded real fast.

我紧紧地抱着他。“是的，我知道你喜欢，菲尔，”我说。 “另外，你长补丁的唯一原因是，有时候——当你和我摔跤的时候——我不小心把你扔到太高的空中。 然后你落在吊扇上。 我得把风扇转速调高才能让你下车。 然后你飞过房间。 然后你落在了客厅的尖灯上。” 菲利普回敬了我一下。但我喜欢坐在吊扇上，他说。 这很有趣。我抚平了他柔软的耳朵。 “我知道，菲尔。所以每当妈妈不在的时候，我就把你扔到上面去，”我说。 梅倒吸了一口气。“朋友不会把朋友扔到吊扇上！”她说。 “我敢打赌，骑在吊扇上也是违法的！”恰克警官很快地点了点头。