4. Moving

4/Moving The next morning, I didn't get out of my bed. Not even when Mother hollered, "Time for breakfast." She came into my room. "Didn't you hear me, Junie B.? It's time to eat," she said. I looked up from my pillow. "Yeah, only I'm not even hungry. Plus also I'm moving today," I said. Mother smiled. She sat on my bed. "You're moving, huh?" she asked. "And exactly where will you be going?" I did my shoulders up and down.

第二天早上，我没有起床。 甚至连妈妈喊“该吃早饭了”的时候也没有。 她走进我的房间。“你没听见我的话吗，琼? 该吃饭了，”她说。 我从枕头上抬起头来。 “是啊，只是我都不饿。 而且我今天就要搬家了。”我说。 妈妈笑了。她坐在我的床上。 “你要搬家了，嗯?”她问。 “你到底要去哪儿?”我上下摆动肩膀。

"Somewhere," I said. "Somewhere, where?" she asked. "Somewhere not here, that's where," I said. Mother hugged me. "This is still about Jim's birthday party, isn't it?" she said. "You're still worried about not getting an invitation." "No, I'm not," I said. "On account of I'm not even going to that school anymore. On account of I'm moving today." Mother shook her head. Then she went out of my room. And she and Daddy did whispering in the hall. Pretty soon, Daddy came in. He gave me a piggyback ride to the kitchen. Then Mother made my favorite hot cereal. And she let me have all the brown sugar I wanted.

“某个地方，”我说。“某个地方，在哪里?”她问。 “不是这里的某个地方，就是那里。”我说。 妈妈拥抱了我。“这还是关于吉姆的生日聚会，是吗?”她说。 “你还在担心没有收到邀请。” “不，我不是，”我说。“因为我再也不去那所学校了。 因为我今天要搬家。” 母亲摇了摇头。然后她走出了我的房间。 她和爸爸在大厅里窃窃私语。 很快，爸爸进来了。 他把我背到厨房。 然后妈妈做了我最喜欢的热麦片。 她给了我所有我想要的红糖。

She sat down next to me. "You know, Junie B., Jim is only doing this to hurt your feelings," she said. "He just wants to get a reaction from you, that's all." "Sure, he does," said Daddy. "And when someone is trying to hurt your feelings, there's only one way to get back at them."

她坐在我旁边。“你知道，朱尼·B，吉姆这样做只是为了伤害你的感情，”她说。 “他只是想从你那里得到一个反应，仅此而已。” “当然，他喜欢，”爸爸说。 “当有人试图伤害你的感情时，只有一种方法可以报复他们。”

"You have to pretend you don't care," said Mother. "You have to pretend you don't even want to go to that party. Because if you pretend you don't want to go, it will take all the fun out of it for him." Daddy winked. "You can do that, can't you?" he asked. "You're the best little pretender in the entire world." Just then, my whole face lighted up. 'Cause that word gave me a great idea! "Hey! I just figured out where I can move to! It's called It's a Small World After All. And it's at Disneyland! 'Member that, Daddy? It's where all those puppets keep on singing that same song over and over and over again." I smiled. "That would be a happy place to live, don't you think?"

“你得假装不在乎，”妈妈说。 “你得假装你根本不想去那个派对。 因为如果你假装不想去，会让他失去所有的乐趣。” 爸爸眨了眨眼。“你能做到的，不是吗?”他问。 “你是世界上最好的小伪装者。” 就在那时，我的整个脸都亮了起来。 因为那个词给了我一个好主意!“嘿!我刚想到我可以搬到哪里去!它的名字叫《毕竟世界很小》。 而且是在迪斯尼乐园!“记得吗，爸爸?” 就是所有的木偶一遍又一遍地唱着同一首歌。” 我笑了笑。“那将是一个幸福的地方，你不觉得吗?”

Daddy looked at me a real long time. Then he put his head down on the table. And he started knocking it on the edge. Mother pulled him up from there. They went in the hall and did more whispering. After a while, Mother called to me from her bedroom. "Junie B.? Could you pick up the phone, please? It's your grandfather. He wants to talk to you for a minute." I picked up the phone. "H'lo?" "Hello, yourself, little girl," said my grampa Frank Miller. "What'cha up to this morning?" "I'm moving today," I told him. Grampa Miller sounded upset. "Moving?" he said. "Oh no! You can't be moving! If you move, then you won't be able to come over to my house on Saturday!"

爸爸看了我很长时间。 然后他把头放在桌子上。 他开始在边缘上敲打。 妈妈把他从那里拉了上来。 他们走进大厅，又低声说了几句。 过了一会儿，妈妈从卧室里叫我。 “琼丝?你能接电话吗? 是你爷爷。他想和你谈谈。” 我拿起电话。“H 'lo ?”“你好，小姑娘，”我爷爷弗兰克·米勒说。 “你今天上午在忙什么?”“我今天要搬家，”我告诉他。 米勒爷爷听起来很不安。 “搬家?”他说。“哦,不!你不可能在动!如果你搬家的话，星期六你就不能来我家了!”

I crinkled up my eyebrows at him. 'Cause this conversation smelled fishy, that's why. "Yeah, only how come you want me to come to your house?" I asked. "And how come it has to be on Saturday?" "Because Saturday's the day I do my work around here, remember?" he said. "You're still my little helper, aren't you?" I thought very careful. "Yes," I said. On account of sometimes I help Grampa fix stuff. It is called odd jobs, I think. "Are you doin' odd jobs?" I asked him. "Is that why you want me to come there?" "Sure I'm doin' odd jobs," said my grampa. "But I can't do them without my helper, can I? You're the one who wears the tool belt, aren't you?"

我对他皱起了眉头。 因为我们的谈话很可疑，这就是原因。 “是啊，只是你为什么要我去你家?”我问。 “为什么一定要在星期六呢?”“因为星期六是我在这里工作的日子，记得吗?”他说。 “你还是我的小帮手，不是吗?”我想得很仔细。 “是的，”我说。因为有时候我帮爷爷修东西。 我想这叫做打零工。 “你在打零工吗?”我问他。 “这就是你要我去那儿的原因吗?”“当然，我不是在打零工，”爷爷说。 “但是没有帮手我做不来，对吗?” 你就是那个系着工具带的人，对吗?”