2. Fan Mail

2 Fan Mail Stanley Lambchop was no stranger to traveling in an envelope. Since becoming flat, he had been airmailed to visit a friend in California and had even been posted to Egypt. But Japan wasn't California, or even Egypt. Japan was very, very far away. Arthur had packed a good supply of rolled-up fruit snacks, of course—so Stanley didn't go hungry. But the trip was long and boring, and folded up as he was, he was almost always uncomfortable. Finally, he felt the airplane bump to a landing—and the next voices he heard were Japanese! After many more long, uncomfortable hours of travel, being flipped and rolled, sorted and stacked, Stanley felt himself come to a rest. In his eagerness to be released, Stanley began to stretch. He rocked from side to side and bounced

斯坦利·兰博切对乘坐信封旅行并不陌生。 自从他住进了公寓，他就被航空邮寄去拜访加州的一个朋友，甚至还被派往埃及。 但日本不是加利福尼亚，甚至不是埃及。 日本非常非常遥远。 阿瑟带了很多卷起来的水果点心，所以斯坦利没有挨饿。 但这趟旅行又长又无聊，而且他被折叠起来，几乎总是感到不舒服。 最后，他感到飞机颠簸着着陆了——接下来他听到的是一个日本人的声音!又经过了漫长而不舒服的几个小时的旅行，被翻来翻去，被分类，被堆放，斯坦利觉得自己可以休息了。 由于渴望被释放，斯坦利开始伸展身体。 他左右摇晃，弹跳不止

up and down. That didn't get him out of the envelope, but it did get him some attention: Stanley heard footsteps, and then voices, coming closer. He could tell by the tone of the voices that the people were at first surprised by, and then suspicious of, the jumping envelope. He was about to call out when someone shouted —and suddenly, the envelope was jerked up from where it lay. With a sharp rip, light poured in from above his head. Without even thinking, Stanley flexed his cramped muscles and sprang from the envelope. He had only a moment to adjust his eyes to the scene before him when he realized he was surrounded by… ninjas! "Uh-oh," Stanley thought, realizing he was still dressed in his own ninja uniform. "This isn't good!" But before he could say a word—or even think what he would say—the ninjas attacked!

上上下下。这并没有让他走出信封，但却引起了一些注意:斯坦利听到脚步声，然后是声音，越来越近。 他从人们说话的语气中可以看出，人们先是对那个跳跃的信封感到惊讶，然后又产生了怀疑。 他正要喊，这时有人喊了起来——突然，信封从原来的地方被拽了起来。 啪的一声，光从他头顶倾泻而下。 斯坦利想都没想，就扭动了一下抽筋的肌肉，从信封里跳了出来。 他刚调整好眼睛看清眼前的景象，就意识到自己被……忍者包围了!“哦哦。”斯坦利想，意识到他还穿着自己的忍者制服。 “这可不妙!”但他还没来得及说一句话——甚至还没来得及想他会说什么——忍者就袭击了他!

One flew through the air, his heel aimed straight at Stanley's head. Stanley quickly turned sideways, and because he was only half an inch thick, the ninja flew right past him and crashed into a wall! Another ninja threw a swift karate chop at Stanley, but Stanley folded himself in two, right at his waist, and the ninja's powerful hand sliced through empty air. Now all the ninjas were on the attack! Stanley leaped and hovered and bent himself this way and that—and somehow managed to avoid every blow. Then something whistled by his ear, and Stanley

其中一只从空中飞过，他的脚后跟直指斯坦利的头。 斯坦利迅速转过身，因为他只有半英寸厚，忍者从他身边飞过，撞到了墙上!另一个忍者飞快地向斯坦利扔出一记空手道劈，但斯坦利把自己折成两半，就在他的腰上，忍者有力的手划破了空气。 现在所有的忍者都在进攻!斯坦利跳跃着，盘旋着，弯着身子，不知怎么地躲过了每一击。 然后有什么东西在他耳边吹口哨，斯坦利

heard a loud thunk! A shiny ninja throwing star was embedded in the far wall. He looked back to see who had thrown it at him and saw… Oda Nobu! "Wait!" Stanley shouted. "Oda Nobu! I am not a ninja! I am just a fan! I've seen every one of your movies… several times!" But the ninjas kept coming. Stanley bobbed and weaved and rolled and folded. "It's only me!" he tried again. "Stanley Lambchop, from America!"

听到一声巨响!远处的墙上嵌着一颗闪亮的忍者飞镖。 他回头想看看是谁朝他扔的，看到的是织田伸!“等等!”斯坦利喊道。 “特战分队Nobu !我不是忍者!我只是个粉丝!你的每一部电影我都看过好几遍了!”但是忍者们不断地来。 斯坦利上下摆动，编织，翻滚，折叠。 “只有我!”他又试了一次。 “斯坦利·兰博切，来自美国!”

Oda Nobu shouted a sharp command in Japanese, and the ninjas immediately stopped their attack. He stepped forward, his eyes very wide. "You… are the… Flat Stanley?" he gasped. Stanley nodded. Oda Nobu turned to the ninjas. He spoke sternly to them, the words rushing out like karate chops. Stanley understood only the last two: "Flat Stanley!" The ninjas turned together to look at Stanley. They wore the same expression of awe as Oda Nobu, wide-eyed, their mouths hanging open. And then all at once, they were laughing and bowing and shaking his hand. "But," Stanley said to Oda Nobu, "how do you know who I am?"

织田信用日语发出一声尖锐的命令，忍者们立即停止了攻击。 他向前走了几步，眼睛睁得大大的。 “你……就是那个……平斯坦利?”他喘着气说。 斯坦利点点头。织田信转向忍者。 他严厉地对他们说话，字里行间就像空手道的刀锋。 斯坦利只听懂了最后两个字:“扁斯坦利!”忍者们一起转过身来看着斯坦利。 她们的表情和织田信一样充满敬畏，眼睛睁得大大的，嘴巴张得大大的。 突然，他们笑了起来，向他鞠躬，和他握手。 “但是，”斯坦利对Oda Nobu说，“你怎么知道我是谁?”

Oda Nobu put his arm around Stanley's shoulder. "Everyone in the whole world knows of Flat Stanley!"

织田伸臂搂住斯坦利的肩膀。 “全世界的人都知道Flat Stanley!”