9. The Only One in Room Nine

9/The Only One in Room Nine Mother runned into my room. She pushed right through my nails. "JUNIE B. JONES! WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?" she shouted. She looked at my door. Her eyes got very bulging. "YOU WERE HAMMERING?" she yelled. "YOU WERE HAMMERING NAILS???…IN YOUR DOOR?" Just then Daddy runned in, too. "WHERE IN THE WORLD DID YOU GET A HAMMER?" he yelled. "Tell him, Junie B.! Tell your father where you got the hammer!" growled Mother.

九号房间里唯一的一个妈妈跑进我的房间。 她把我的指甲刺穿了。 “琼·b·琼斯!“你到底在这儿干什么?”她喊道。 她看着我的门。她的眼睛变得很突出。 “你在打铁?”她喊道。 “你在钉钉子——?”在你的门上?”就在这时，爸爸也跑了进来。 “你从哪儿弄来的锤子?”他喊道。 “告诉他，朱妮·b !告诉你爸爸你从哪儿弄到锤子的!”妈妈咆哮道。

I pointed at her. "She gave it to me," I said. Just then, steam came out of Mother's head. "NO! I DID NOT GIVE YOU THAT HAMMER, JUNIE B.! THAT HAMMER WAS FOR JIM! AND YOU KNOW IT!" After that, Mother picked me up. And she sat me on my bed. And she growled more mad words at me. They were…I cannot be trusted to have a real actual hammer. And I cannot be trusted to have a real actual tool belt. And I am never ever allowed to have nails until I am all grown up and I live in my own apartment. Daddy walked up and down in front of me. "Why, Junie B.? Why would you do such a thing? Why would you ever nail your door

我指着她。“她给我的，”我说。 就在这时，妈妈的头上冒出了蒸汽。 “不!那把锤子不是我给你的，茱尼·b !那把锤子是给吉姆的!你知道的!”之后，妈妈来接我。 她让我坐在床上。她又对我吼了几句疯话。 他们…，我不相信我有一把真正的锤子。 你也不相信我有真正的工具带。 在我长大住进自己的公寓之前，我永远不允许留指甲。 爸爸在我前面走来走去。 “怎么了，琼?你为什么要这么做? 你为什么要用钉子钉门

shut?" he said. I started to cry a little bit. "Because," I said. "Because why?" he grouched. "Because I felt pressure inside me," I said. "Because that party is ruining my whole entire Saturday. Because first I had to shop. And then Mother said I had to get a bath and wash my hair. Only I don't even like that meanie head boy. And so how come I have to get clean and give him that wonderful tool belt? 'Cause what kind of deal is that?" Mother did an angry breath. "This was your decision, Junie B.," she said. "You're the one who wanted to go to the party. No one is making you do it." I wiped my nose on my sweater sleeve. "Yeah, only if I don't go, I will be the only one in Room Nine," I said. "And that is the

关上?”他说。我开始哭了。 “因为，”我说。“为什么?”他抱怨道。 “因为我感到了内心的压力，”我说。 “因为那个派对毁了我整个星期六。 因为首先我得去购物。 然后妈妈说我必须洗个澡，洗个头发。 只是我不喜欢那个刻薄的男生学生会主席。 那我为什么要洗干净，给他那条漂亮的工具带呢? 因为这算什么交易啊?”母亲生气地呼了一口气。 “这是你的决定，朱妮·B，”她说。 “是你想去参加聚会的。 没人逼你这么做。” 我用毛衣袖子擦了擦鼻子。 “是啊，如果我不去，我就会是唯一一个住在九号房间的人。”我说。 “这就是

saddest story I ever heard of." Daddy sat down next to me. "Why?" he said. "Why is it sad to spend your Saturday the way you want to spend it? Why is it sad to spend the day having fun, instead of wasting it on a boy you don't like?" Mother sat down, too. "That doesn't sound sad to me," said Mother. "That sounds good, in fact." "No, that does not sound good," I said very snapping. "What is so good about being the only one?" Daddy did his shoulders up and down. "Lots of things," he said. "Like you'll be the only one who doesn't have to take a bath. Have you ever thought of that?" "And you'll be the only one who doesn't have to wash her hair," said Mother. "And," said Daddy, "you'll be the only one

这是我听过的最悲伤的故事。” 爸爸坐在我旁边。 “为什么?”他说。“按你想要的方式度过你的星期六，为什么会令人难过呢?” 为什么把这一天花在玩上，而不是浪费在一个你不喜欢的男孩身上，会让你难过呢?”妈妈也坐了下来。 “对我来说，这听起来并不悲伤，”妈妈说。 “事实上，这听起来不错。” “不，听起来不太好。”我厉声说。 “做唯一一个有什么好?”爸爸把肩膀上下摆动。 “很多事情，”他说。 “就好像你是唯一一个不用洗澡的人。 你想过吗?”“你将是唯一一个不用洗头的人，”妈妈说。 “而且，”爸爸说，“你将是唯一的一个

in Room Nine who doesn't have to give Jim a present. How 'bout that one? Huh?" I sat up a little bit straighter. 'Cause that one was excellent, that's why. Mother ruffled my hair. "And what about Grampa Miller?" she asked. "You haven't forgotten that he invited you to his house today, have you?" Just then, my whole mouth came open. 'Cause I did forget about that! "The toilet!" I said. "I forgot about the toilet! 'Cause me and Grampa were going to fix that thing! And we were going to touch that big ball that floats on top!" Mother made a face. "Lovely," she said. "I know it is lovely," I said. "And so I have to get over there right now. Or else Grandma is gonna get to touch it, and not me."

九号房的人不用给吉姆送礼物 那件怎么样?嗯?”我坐直了一点。 因为那首太棒了，这就是原因。 母亲把我的头发弄乱。“那米勒爷爷呢?”她问。 “你没有忘记他今天邀请你去他家吧?”就在那时，我张开了整个嘴巴。 因为我确实忘了!“上厕所!”我说。 “我忘了厕所!”因为我和爷爷要去修那东西!我们要去摸那个浮在上面的大球!”妈妈做了个鬼脸。 “好极了，”她说。“我知道它很可爱，”我说。 “所以我必须现在就过去。 否则就只有奶奶才能碰它，而不是我。”

Then Mother looked at me very strange. And Daddy went to get his keys. Mother and Daddy made me take the tool belt back to the store. They made me give it to the man. "Here," I said. "I cannot be trusted with this wonderful thing." The man smiled kind of sad. "Sorry, sis," he said. "That's okay," I said. "'Cause the nails didn't actually work that good." He gave me my money back. "Maybe when you're older," he said. "Maybe," I said. "Plus also I might get a toilet brush." After the store, I went to my Grampa

然后妈妈很奇怪地看着我。 爸爸去拿钥匙了。 爸爸妈妈让我把工具带拿回商店。 他们让我把它给了那个男人。 “给你，”我说。“你不能把这么棒的东西托付给我。” 那人有点伤感地笑了。 “对不起，姐姐，”他说。“没关系，”我说。 “因为这些钉子实际上并不怎么管用。” 他把钱还给了我。“也许等你长大了再说，”他说。 “也许吧，”我说。“另外，我可能还会得到一把马桶刷。” 逛完商店后，我去找爷爷