07-FRESH CLAMS, ANYONE？

FRESH CLAMS, ANYONE? It was evening, and the red sun sat on the ocean like a cherry on top of a piece of cheesecake. Up in the sky, white fluffy clouds of whipped cream floated around. "What a delicious view!" I sighed. But just as I was beginning to enjoy it, I heard a mouse screaming. "Yeowee! That rotten stove is trying to kill me!" It was my cousin's voice. Thea and I rushed to help him. "What happened?

有人要新鲜的蛤蜊吗?时值傍晚，红日落在海面上，就像芝士蛋糕上的一颗樱桃。 在天空中，由鲜奶油组成的白色蓬松的云朵漂浮着。 “多美的景色啊!”我叹了口气。 但就在我开始享受的时候，我听到一只老鼠在尖叫。 “Yeowee !那个烂炉子想要杀了我!”那是我表哥的声音。 西娅和我冲过去帮助他。 “发生了什么事?

What is it?" we squeaked together. Trap was leaping around on one paw. "This rotten stove keeps jumping UP and DOWN like a teenage mouse at a Wild Whiskers concert!" shrieked my cousin, massaging his toe. "I burned my paw with the clam sauce!" He slumped onto the padded sofa to check out his toe. "Maybe you two can set the TABLE, at least," Trap continued. "While you've been up on deck enjoying the FRESH air, I've been busting my tail down here." He closed his eyes and yawned. "Must I do everything?" I gave the clam sauce a good sniff as Thea mixed it into the pasta. "Now I know why in medieval times they poured boiling oil on their enemies from the CASTLEWALLS," whined my cousin.

这是什么?”我们一起尖声问道。 陷阱用一只爪子跳来跳去。 “这个腐烂的炉子像野胡子音乐会上的小老鼠一样不停地跳上跳下!”我的表弟一边按摩脚趾一边尖叫着。 “我的爪子被蛤蜊酱烫伤了!”他瘫倒在软垫沙发上检查自己的脚趾。 “也许你们俩至少可以摆桌子，”特拉普接着说。 “当你在甲板上呼吸新鲜空气的时候，我正在下面拼命工作。” 他闭上眼睛打了个哈欠。 “一切都必须由我来做吗?”西娅把蛤蜊酱拌进意大利面时，我好好闻了闻。 “现在我知道为什么在中世纪的时候，他们从城墙上往敌人身上倒滚烫的油了。”我的堂兄抱怨道。

He cradled his burned paw protectively. "Why, Trap, I didn't know you were so cultured!" I remarked, filling my plate. My cousin smirked. "What culture? I got that from a cartoon on TV," he scoffed. "You can find everything on TV, you know." "Yes, of course you can..." I answered absentmindedly. I was sniffing at the sauce again. "Are you sure these clams are fresh?" "What do you mean, fresh? Of course they're FRESH!" Trap insisted. "Cross my heart." "It's just that they smell sort of like a SKUNK at a CHEAP PERFUME counter," I offered. My cousin jumped off of the sofa. "Are you calling me a liar?" he shouted. "I told

他保护地抱着烧伤的爪子。 “嘿，特拉普，我不知道你这么有教养!”我边说边把盘子装满。 我的表妹傻笑着。“什么文化? 我是从电视上的卡通片里学来的，”他嘲笑道。 “你知道，你可以在电视上找到一切。” “是的，你当然可以……” 我心不在焉地回答。 我又在闻酱汁了。 “你确定这些蛤蜊是新鲜的吗?”“你什么意思，新鲜的?” 当然是新鲜的!”陷阱坚持道。 “我发誓。”“只是它们闻起来有点像廉价香水柜台上的臭鼬，”我说。 我表弟从沙发上跳了下来。 “你说我是骗子?”他喊道。 “我告诉

you they were FRESH AS FRESH can be! If you don't believe me, fine. I guess you just enjoy hurting my feelings!" Thea grabbed a slice of bread and headed for the stairs. "It's my turn to stand watch!" she chirped, RACING AWAY. I hesitated for a moment, then began to eat very slowly. "I don't think I'll have any clams after all. I lost my appetite," said Trap, nibbling some bread and cheese. At two o'clock that morning, I woke up with a horrible stomachache. I dashed to the bathroom, my glasses dangling off my snout. Seconds later,

你看，它们是最新鲜的!如果你不相信我，没关系。 我猜你就是喜欢伤害我的感情!”西娅抓起一片面包，朝楼梯走去。 “轮到我放哨了!”她叫着跑开了。 我犹豫了一会儿，然后慢慢地吃起来。 “我想我还是不要吃蛤蜊了。 我没胃口了，”特拉普边说边啃着面包和奶酪。 那天凌晨两点，我醒来时胃疼得厉害。 我冲进浴室，眼镜在鼻子上晃来晃去。 几秒钟后,

I tripped over the bath mat, banged my snout on the medicine cabinet, and plopped onto the toilet. suddenly, I had a horrible thought. Could it be the clams that had made me sick? Just then the bathroom door opened wide. Looking half asleep, Trap peered into the bathroom. Then he covered his nose with both paws. "What are you up to? Building some kind of STINK BOMB?" he coughed. Thea, woken up by all the noise, joined us. She sized up the situation in an instant. "Spit out the truth, Trap," demanded my sister. "Where did you really buy those clams?"

我被浴垫绊倒，鼻子撞在药柜上，扑通一声摔在马桶上。 突然，我有了一个可怕的想法。 会不会是蛤蜊让我生病了? 就在这时，浴室的门开了。 特拉普半睡半醒地朝浴室里看了看。 然后他用两只爪子捂住鼻子。 “你在干什么?”制造某种臭弹?”他咳嗽着。 西娅被喧闹声吵醒，加入了我们。 她立刻对形势作出了估计。 “说真话，特拉普，”我姐姐要求道。 “你到底在哪里买的那些蛤蜊?”

My cousin was silent. He stared down at the carpet. "Uh, well, I bought them in the fish department... at the FROZEN-FOOD counter!" he confessed with a guilty look. "FROZEN?!" I squeaked. "But you told me they were fresh clams!" Trap stood up straight. "Well, yes, of course they were fresh... at one time. The FROZEN clams were, um, a special offer. The mouse who sold them to me last month told me to eat them that same day or they would spoil... but, of course, I didn't take him seriously. You know these sales mice, they always tend to exaggerate," squeaked Trap. "Grrrrrr. Sales mice, my paw!" I cried. "Do you realize you could have killed me with that poison?! You should get

我的表弟沉默了。他低头盯着地毯。 “嗯，我是在鱼类专柜买的…… 在冷冻食品柜台!”他带着愧疚的神情坦白道。 “冷? !”我发出“吱吱”的响声。“可是你告诉我那是新鲜的蛤蜊!”特拉普站得笔直。 “嗯，是的，它们当然是新鲜的…… 有一次。冷冻蛤蜊是特价商品。 上个月卖给我的那只老鼠叫我当天就吃，否则会坏掉的…… 但是，当然，我没有把他的话当真。 “你知道这些销售老鼠，他们总是喜欢夸大其词，”陷阱尖叫道。 “Grrrrrr。销售老鼠，我的爪子!”我哭了。 “你知道你用那毒药差点害死我吗?”你应该得到