16-DAY 1：MONDAY

DAY 1: MONDAY At dawn, Penelope gave me a wake-up call. She poured a bucketful of icy water on my head! "LINE UP!" she shrieked. I looked outside. That's when I discovered there were four other mice taking this crazy jungle course. I was about to slip into the green jumpsuit I'd found in my closet. But, even though I was in the hot jungle, I'd put on a clean undershirt first. I love my undershirts. I wear one all the time, even in the summer. That's because I'M AFPAID OF DRAFTS. Unfortunately, Penelope was watching me. Before I could put one paw through my undershirt, she snatched it away and squeaked at the top of her lungs,

第一天:星期一黎明时分，佩内洛普叫我起床。 她把一桶冰水倒在我头上!“排队!”她尖叫道。 我看了看外面。就在那时我发现还有四只老鼠在参加这个疯狂的丛林课程。 我正准备穿上我在衣橱里找到的绿色连身衣。 但是，即使我在炎热的丛林里，我也会先穿上一件干净的汗衫。 我喜欢我的汗衫。我一直戴着它，即使在夏天。 那是因为我已经付了汇票了。 不幸的是，佩内洛普一直在看着我。 我还没来得及把一只爪子伸进我的汗衫，她就把爪子夺了过去，扯着嗓子尖声叫道:

"REAL MICE DON'T WEAR UNDERSHIRTS, STILTON!"

“真正的老鼠是不穿汗衫的，斯蒂尔顿!”

I cringed, then put on the jumpsuit. Penelope threw an enormous backpack at me. It weighed a ton. I'd be lucky if I could take one pawstep. Meanwhile, Penelope lifted her own backpack without batting an eyelash. Then I followed her outside. "FORWARD MARCH!" she yelled. We left camp and began our long trek. I introduced myself to the other mice.

我畏缩了一下，然后穿上了连身衣。 佩内洛普朝我扔了一个巨大的背包。 它有一吨重。如果我能迈出一步就很幸运了。 与此同时，佩内洛普毫不犹豫地提起了自己的背包。 然后我跟着她走了出去。 “前进!”她喊道。 我们离开营地，开始了长途跋涉。 我向其他老鼠做了自我介绍。

"Good morning, everyone," I said. "My name is Stilton, geronimo stilton." A big, tough, muscled mouse nodded at me. He wore his fur in a crew cut. "I'm Burt Burlyrat. But you can call me B.B.," he announced. "I'm a forest ranger." Next to B.B. stood a short, round rodent. He clasped my paw. "How do you do, my name is Tubby Tumblemouse," he said. Then he whispered, "My friends call me Furball." I smiled. Tubby seemed like a nice mouse. fclnef. I wondered why he had signed up for this course.

“大家早上好，”我说。 “我叫斯蒂尔顿，杰罗尼莫·斯蒂尔顿。” 一只高大、强壮、肌肉发达的老鼠向我点了点头。 他把毛皮剪成平头。 “我是伯特·伯利拉特。但你可以叫我b.b.，”他宣布。 “我是护林员。”在B.B.旁边 站着一只又矮又圆的啮齿动物。 他紧紧抓住我的爪子。他说:“你好，我叫滚兔宝宝。” 然后他低声说:“我的朋友们都叫我毛球。” 我笑了笑。塔比看起来是只不错的老鼠。 我想知道他为什么选了这门课。

Tubby told me he was a cheese salesmouse. He had put on a few extra pounds eating too many samples. "I thought this was an easy weight-loss course. Ms. Poisonfur told me it would be like a mini vacation," he explained. Sweat dripped down his fur. "She didn't tell me we'd be forced to run twenty miles a day!" "W-w-what?" I stammered, sinking under the heavy backpack. "Twenty miles a day? I'm never going to make it! I've got low blood pressure! I've got low iron! I've got low self-esteem!" This was going to be worse than I'd thought. "Oh, how did I get myself into this mess?!"

塔比告诉我他是卖奶酪的。 他吃了太多的样品，体重又增加了几磅。 “我以为这是一个简单的减肥课程。 Poisonfur女士告诉我这就像一个迷你假期，”他解释道。 汗水顺着他的皮毛滴下来。 “她没告诉我我们每天要跑20英里!”“W-w-what ?”我结结巴巴地说，沉重的背包压得我喘不过气来。 “一天20英里?”我做不到的!我血压很低!我缺铁!我太自卑了!”这比我想象的还要糟糕。 “哦，我是怎么把自己卷进这个烂摊子的?!”

I sobbed, burying my snout in my paws. Tubby put his paw around my shoulder. "Don't panic, Geronimo," he whispered. "I've brought an emergency supply of cheese sandwiches. They're hidden in my backpack." Just then, a teenaged mouse with pigtails scampered over. "Hi, there!" she chirped. "I'm Suzie Squeakers." Next came an elderly female rodent. She was small and skinny, with wiry fur. She wore a pair of thick glasses and a purple baseball cap. She introduced herself as Sandy Silverfur. Sandy was old, but you wouldn't find her in any old mouse home. Not yet, anyway. Sandy LOVED TO

我抽泣着，把鼻子埋在爪子里。 塔比用爪子搂住我的肩膀。 “别慌，杰罗尼莫。”他低声说。 “我带来了紧急供应的奶酪三明治。 它们藏在我的背包里。” 就在这时，一只扎着小辫子的小老鼠蹦蹦跳跳地跑了过来。 “嗨，你们好!”她叫道。“我是苏西·斯奎克斯。” 接下来是一只年老的雌性啮齿动物。 她又小又瘦，皮毛结实。 她戴着一副厚厚的眼镜和一顶紫色的棒球帽。 她介绍自己叫桑迪·西尔弗尔。 桑迪老了，但你不会在任何老老鼠家里找到她。 不管怎样，还没有。桑迪很喜欢