罗斯科莱利规则 · 3 Don't Swap Your Sweater for a Dog

5. The World’s Ugliest Sweater

Chapter 5 The World's Ugliest Sweater "Don't forget Emma and Gus are coming over for a playdate," Mom said after I put my stuff away. "Mom," I said with a groan, "we are not having a playdate. Hazel has playdates. We are hanging out." "Well, when they get to the house for the hangout, please wear your new sweater if you go outside," Mom said. "I will never wear that sweater," I said. I crossed my arms over my chest. To show I meant business.

“别忘了艾玛和格斯要来玩,”我收拾好东西后妈妈说。 “妈妈,”我呻吟着说,“我们没有玩伴。 Hazel有玩伴。我们在一起玩。” “好吧,等他们回家玩的时候,如果你出去,请穿上你的新毛衣,”妈妈说。 “我永远不会穿那件毛衣,”我说。 我把双臂交叉在胸前。 为了表明我是认真的。

"Your grandmother knitted that sweater with her own two hands," Mom said. "It has hearts on it! And flowers! And smiley faces! And baby ducks!" I cried. "No sweater," Mom said, "no hang-out with Gus and Emma." She tossed me the sweater. I put it on. One side dangled down to my knees. There was a pink bunny on the right sleeve. I hadn't noticed him before. "NO!" Max cried. He covered his eyes. "Not the sweater of doom!" Hazel wrinkled up her nose. "Why is there a monkey on the elbow?" "That's a puppy," Mom said. She frowned. "At least, I think it is."

“那件毛衣是你奶奶亲手织的,”妈妈说。 “上面有心!”和鲜花!还有笑脸!还有小鸭子!”我哭了。 “不穿毛衣,”妈妈说,“不跟格斯和艾玛出去玩。” 她把毛衣扔给我。 我把它穿上了。一侧垂到我的膝盖上。 右袖子上有一只粉红色的兔子。 我以前没有注意到他。 “不!”马克斯哭了。他捂住眼睛。 “不是末日毛衣!”榛子皱起了鼻子。 “为什么肘部有一只猴子?”“那是一只小狗,”妈妈说。 她皱起了眉头。“至少,我认为是这样。”

"Goofy and I are going to wait for Gus and Emma on the front porch," I said. "Cross your fingers nobody sees me." "It was knit with love," Mom said. "It has sentimental value." "What's mentisental value?" I asked. "Sentimental value means you have to pretend to love your sweater when Grandma's here," Max said. "Sentimental value," said Mom, "means that a gift is special to you because it came from someone you love." I went outside. Goofy came with me. He is a big, whitish guy dog with floppy ears. His tail is usually in high gear. And he almost always has something in his mouth.

“高飞和我要在前廊等格斯和艾玛,”我说。 “祈祷没人看见我。” “这是用爱编织的,”妈妈说。 “它有情感价值。” “精神价值是什么?”我问。 “情感价值意味着当奶奶在这里的时候,你必须假装很喜欢你的毛衣,”马克斯说。 “情感价值,”妈妈说,“意味着一件礼物对你来说很特别,因为它来自你爱的人。” 我走到外面。高飞和我一起来了。 它是一只白色的大狗,耳朵松软。 他的尾巴通常是高速运转的。 而且他嘴里几乎总是含着东西。

Right now he had Mom's cell phone. "Not a good idea, Goofy," I said. I went back inside and gave Mom the wet cell phone. When I returned to the porch, Emma's dad dropped off Gus and Emma. Gus and Emma live on the same street. It's a few blocks away from my house. I wish I lived near them. Then we could be neighbors and best friends. Which is very nice for hang-outs.

现在他拿着妈妈的手机。 “不是个好主意,高飞,”我说。 我回到屋里,把湿漉漉的手机给了妈妈。 当我回到门廊时,艾玛的爸爸让格斯和艾玛下车。 格斯和艾玛住在同一条街上。 离我家只有几个街区远。 我希望我住得离他们近些。这样我们就能成为邻居和最好的朋友了。 这对闲逛来说很好。

They ran over to the porch. Goofy licked their hands and wagged his tail extra speedy. Then he licked one of Gus's sneakers for a while. "You look kind of down in the dumps, Roscoe," Emma said. "My sweater's ugly," I said. "And also I don't have any trophies and stuff like you guys." Emma thought. "I would call your sweater interesting." "I would call it very interesting," Gus said. "Why is there an armadillo on your shoulder?" "That's a cow," I said. "No," said Emma. "I'm pretty sure that's a kangaroo." "COULD WE STOP TALKING ABOUT MY SWEATER?" I demanded.

他们跑向门廊。 高飞舔着他们的手,飞快地摇着尾巴。 然后他舔了一会儿格斯的一只运动鞋。 “罗斯科,你看起来有点垂头丧气,”艾玛说。 “我的毛衣很丑,”我说。 “而且我也不像你们这些家伙有任何奖杯之类的东西。” 艾玛想。“我觉得你的毛衣很有趣。” “我觉得这很有趣,”格斯说。 “为什么你的肩膀上有一只犰狳?”“那是一头牛,”我说。 “不,”艾玛说。“我很确定那是一只袋鼠。” “我们能不能别再说我的毛衣了?”我要求。

Gus grinned. "Maybe you could get a blue ribbon for World's Weirdest Sweater." I gave him my extra scary look. "Okay, okay. No more sweater talk," he said. "You know," said Emma, "it's never too late to get a trophy or a medal for something. You could learn to be a rodeo rider. Or an Olympic high diver." Goofy started chasing his tail. He spun in crazy circles. He looked like a big white doughnut. "Maybe Goofy could win a trophy for Best Tail Chaser," Gus said. Goofy slammed into a bush. "Or not," Emma added.

格斯笑了。“也许你可以因为‘世界上最奇怪的毛衣’而得到一个蓝丝带。” 我格外惊恐地看了他一眼。 “好吧,好吧。不要再谈论毛衣了,”他说。 “你知道,”艾玛说,“为某件事获得一个奖杯或奖牌永远不会太晚。 你可以学做一名牛仔骑手。 或者是奥运会跳高运动员。” 高飞开始追逐自己的尾巴。 他疯狂地打转。他看起来像个白色的大甜甜圈。 “也许高飞能赢得最佳追尾者奖杯。”格斯说。 高飞撞上了灌木丛。 “或者没有,”艾玛补充道。

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