8. Bobo

Chapter 8 Bobo There on the ground sat a dirty yellow teddy bear. With only one ear. "BOBO!" Wyatt cried. He grabbed that bear and hugged it. "You said only babies have stuffed animals," I said. "Loser babies," Gus pointed out. Wyatt's face got very pink. He dropped that old bear on the ground.

地上坐着一只脏兮兮的黄色泰迪熊。 只有一只耳朵。“波波!”怀亚特叫道。 他抓住那只熊，紧紧抱住它。 “你说只有婴儿才有毛绒玩具，”我说。 “失败的孩子，”格斯指出。 怀亚特的脸变得通红。 他把那只老熊摔在地上。

"That's my little brother's bear," Wyatt said, very fast. "I don't know how he got in my backpack!" But I could tell Wyatt was fibbing. He had hugged that bear like he really meant it. After that we had to go to Mr. Goosegarden's office. He is the principal. That means he talks to you about your Bad Choices. I think he is also the boss of the teachers. Maybe they have to talk to Mr. Goosegarden about their Bad Choices too. Mr. Goosegarden has a very cool office. He has a zillion windup toys on his desk. There is a monkey who does a back-flip.

“那是我弟弟的熊，”怀亚特飞快地说。 “我不知道他是怎么跑到我背包里的!”但我看得出怀亚特在撒谎。 他抱着那只熊，好像他是认真的。 在那之后，我们不得不去鹅花园先生的办公室。 他是校长。这意味着他会和你谈论你的错误选择。 我想他也是老师们的老板。 也许他们也得跟鹅花园先生谈谈他们的错误选择。 鹅花园先生的办公室很酷。 他桌上有一大堆上发条的玩具。 有一只猴子在做后空翻。

A caterpillar who tap-dances. A gorilla who pounds his chest. And teeth that chatter. The secretary, Mrs. LaBella, led us into Mr. Goosegarden's office. While we waited for him to come in, I wound up the chattering teeth. Wyatt wound up the gorilla. We didn't talk to each other. But we let the toys fight it out on the floor. Mr. Goosegarden entered. He did not seem surprised to see the teeth and the gorilla fighting. He sat down and rubbed his eyes and talked to us about our noisiness. And about blaming someone without any proof. And about Bobo and Hamilton.

跳踢踏舞的毛虫。 一只猛击自己胸部的大猩猩。 还有颤动的牙齿。秘书拉贝拉太太把我们领进了鹅花园先生的办公室。 在我们等他进来的时候，我给他打颤的牙齿上了发条。 怀亚特给大猩猩上了发条。 我们没说过话。 但我们让玩具们在地板上打个你死我活。 鹅花园先生走了进来。看到牙齿和大猩猩打架，他似乎并不感到惊讶。 他坐下来揉了揉眼睛，跟我们谈了谈我们的吵闹。 没有任何证据就指责别人。 还有波波和汉密尔顿。

"Boys," he said, "I'll tell you a little secret. I still have my old teddy bear." He smiled. "And sometimes I even sleep with him." We were very quiet. Since this was shocking news. "No way," I said. "No way," Wyatt said. "Way," Mr. Goosegarden said. Then he made us shake hands. And pull the chattering teeth off the gorilla.

“孩子们，”他说，“我告诉你们一个小秘密。 我的旧泰迪熊还在。” 他笑了。“有时我甚至和他上床。” 我们很安静。因为这是个令人震惊的消息。 “不可能，”我说。“不可能，”怀亚特说。 “好的，”鹅花园先生说。 然后他让我们握手。 把大猩猩打颤的牙齿拔下来。

We walked back to class, Wyatt and me. We didn't talk. Because I was still sure Wyatt had my pig. Well, pretty sure. Also because now everybody knew about Hamilton. Of course, everybody knew about Bobo, too. All the way back to our classroom, I thought about poor lonely Hamilton. Who would tell him funny stories? Who would rub his tummy? Who would hug him when he was sad? Who else could have pig-napped him? Except Wyatt? It was exactly the kind of thing a bullyish guy like Wyatt would do.

我们走回教室，怀亚特和我。 我们没说话。因为我还确定怀亚特拿着我的猪。 嗯，很确定。也因为现在大家都知道了汉密尔顿。 当然，大家也都知道波波。 在回教室的路上，我一直想着可怜的、孤独的汉密尔顿。 谁会给他讲有趣的故事? 谁会揉他的肚子?当他伤心的时候，谁会拥抱他? 还有谁会绑架他? 除了怀亚特?这正是像怀亚特这样的恶霸会做的事。

We got to the classroom door. Wyatt's backpack was in his hallway cubby. Bobo's dirty ear was sticking out. It wasn't fair for Wyatt to have his stuffed animal, when I didn't have mine. We headed into the classroom. I sat down at one of the worktables. Emma and Gus sent me sorry-about-the-principal-visit looks. Ms. Diz rang her gonger. "We've had some talk today about how stuffed animals are just for little children," she said. "Loser babies," Gus corrected. "Thank you, Gus," said Ms. Diz. "Next time, please raise your hand first." Ms. Diz went to the blackboard. She wrote:

我们到了教室门口。 怀亚特的背包在走廊的小柜子里。 波波的脏耳朵伸出来了。 怀亚特有他的毛绒玩具是不公平的，而我却没有我的。 我们走进教室。 我在一张工作桌旁坐下。 艾玛和格斯对校长来访表示抱歉。 迪兹按响了门铃。她说:“我们今天讨论了毛绒玩具是如何只适合小孩子的。 “没用的孩子，”格斯纠正道。 “谢谢你，格斯。” 。那个开荒者看起来蛮不错嘛“下次请先举手。” 迪兹老师走到黑板前。 她写道: