7. Cool at Last

Chapter 7 Cool at Last When I climbed onto the bus the next morning, Gus took one look at my feet and his eyes grew giant. "You got some!" he cried. We did one of our special secret handshakes. It's called high five, low five, foot five, no five. "How did you get those?" Gus asked. "What did you say to your parents?" "It wasn't my parents. It was my Great-aunt Imogene." "The one who sent you a teething ring on the Fourth of July?" "I don't know what happened. It's a total miracle," I said. "Last night my mom said I have to wait until my sneakers wear out before I can get a new pair," Gus said. "Then Babette threw up on her sweater." "Why do babies throw up so much?" I asked. "Dad says they're badly designed," Gus said.

第二天早上，当我爬上公共汽车时，格斯看了我的脚一眼，他的眼睛变得巨大起来。 “你有!”他叫道。我们进行了一次特殊的秘密握手。 这叫击掌，低掌，五脚，不五。 “你是怎么弄到这些的?”格斯问道。 “你对你父母说了什么?”“不是我的父母。 那是我的姨婆伊莫金。” “就是在7月4日给你送出牙戒指的那个人?”“我不知道发生了什么。 这完全是个奇迹。”我说。 “昨晚我妈妈说我必须等到我的运动鞋穿坏了才能买一双新的，”格斯说。 “然后巴贝特吐在了她的毛衣上。” “为什么婴儿会吐那么多?”我问。 “爸爸说它们设计得很糟糕，”格斯说。

He looked at my shoes with a sad but hopeful face. The way Goofy looks at a hamburger. "Don't worry," I said. "Your shoes will wear out in no time." Gus kicked at the seat in front of us. "I doubt it," he said. "You know what these sneakers are called?" I shook my head. He held up a foot so I could read the words on the side of his shoe. "Ruff and Tuffs," I read. "You've seen their ad, right?" Gus asked. I nodded. Poor Gus. We both said the ad words together: "Ruff and Tuffs. The shoes that refuse to die!" I don't know why, but I stuck my feet under the seat in front of me. It just felt like the right thing to do. As we walked to class, I kept hoping I'd see somebody with a pair of Walkie-Talkies on so I could try out mine. No luck. Those shoes were as rare as diamonds. Lots of kids pointed at my feet as I passed by.

他看着我的鞋子，脸上带着悲伤但充满希望的表情。 高飞看汉堡包的样子。 “别担心，”我说。“你的鞋子很快就会穿坏的。” 格斯踢着我们前面的座位。 “我对此表示怀疑，”他说。“你知道这些运动鞋叫什么吗?”我摇了摇头。 他举起一只脚，好让我看他鞋边的字。 “拉夫和塔夫斯，”我读道。“你看过他们的广告，对吧?”格斯问道。 我点了点头。可怜的格斯。我们俩一起念着广告词:“拉夫和塔夫斯。” 永不死的鞋子!”我不知道为什么，我把脚卡在我前面的座位下面了。 我只是觉得这么做是对的。 在去上课的路上，我一直希望能看到有人戴着对讲机，这样我就可以试试我的对讲机了。 没有运气。那双鞋像钻石一样稀有。 当我经过时，许多孩子指着我的脚。

Even big kids. The moment I walked into class, Coco saw my shoes and gasped. "Roscoe Riley!" she screamed. "Where did you get a pair of Walkie-Talkies?" "My Great-aunt Imogene," I said. "But where did she get them?" Coco demanded. "I don't know. She lives in New York City. Maybe they have a shoe store there." Coco seemed a little upset.

即使是大孩子。我走进教室的那一刻，可可看到了我的鞋子，倒吸了一口气。 “罗斯科·莱利!” “你从哪儿弄来对讲机的?”“我的姨婆伊莫金，”我说。 “可是她从哪儿弄来的呢?”可可问道。 “我不知道。她住在纽约市。 也许那里有一家鞋店。” 可可似乎有点心烦意乱。

I think maybe it was because she didn't want to share any of her coolness. After all, she'd already had to share it with Hassan. When Hassan walked in, he saw my shoes and grinned. "Hey, Roscoe, let's try 'em out!" I tapped the button on my left toe. A fuzzy noise filled the air. It sounded like our car radio when Dad can't find a station to listen to. Hassan tapped his toe button too. Everybody gathered around to see the shoe show. I felt like a movie star. Or at least a guy with movie-star shoes. "It's easier if you sit down," Hassan said.

我想也许是因为她不想和别人分享她的酷。 毕竟，她已经和哈桑分享过了。 哈桑走进来，看到我的鞋子，笑了。 “嘿，罗斯科，我们试试吧!”我轻敲了一下左脚趾上的按钮。 空气中充满了模糊的噪音。 听起来就像爸爸找不到电台听我们汽车里的收音机。 哈桑也敲了敲脚趾。 大家都围过来看鞋展。 我觉得自己像个电影明星。或者至少是一个穿着电影明星鞋的男人。 “你坐下来比较容易。”哈桑说。

I sat on a chair. "Testing, one, two, three, four, testing," I said. And there was my voice, coming out of Hassan's foot! "Do you hear me?" Hassan asked his toe. Sure enough, his voice came out of my right shoe! Of course, I could hear him anyway. On account of he was standing right next to me. But still. It was about as amazing as shoes can get. I let everyone have a turn talking to my toe. It was the first time most of my classmates had gotten a chance to try Walkie-Talkies. Coco hadn't let anyone try out her shoes. But I kind of liked all the attention. Kind of a lot, actually. Ms. Diz rang her gong. That's the big bellish thing on her desk. She uses it to say Time to get to work, kids. So her voice doesn't get worn out. Usually the gong works. But today nobody paid any attention. There were too many kids waiting to talk to my toes.

我坐在椅子上。“测试，一，二，三，四，测试，”我说。 我的声音从哈桑的脚里传出来了!“你听见了吗?”哈桑问他的脚趾。 果然，他的声音是从我的右鞋里传出来的!当然，我还是能听到他的声音。 因为他就站在我旁边。 但仍然。这是鞋子能做的最神奇的事了。 我让每个人都有机会和我的脚趾说话。 这是我大多数同学第一次有机会尝试对讲机。 可可没有让任何人试穿她的鞋子。 但我挺喜欢被关注的。 实际上有很多。Ms。 迪兹摇了摇她的锣。那是她桌子上的那个大肚子。 她用它来说该去工作了，孩子们。 这样她的声音才不会变弱。 通常锣会响。但是今天没有人注意到。 有太多的孩子等着和我的脚趾说话。

Ms. Diz said, "I can see we're not going to get anywhere until you get this out of your systems. All right, everybody, line up to chat with Roscoe and Hassan's feet." I let Gus go first. "Hello," he said. "I wish I had a pair of these so we could talk to each other in class, Roscoe!" I started to tell Gus he could borrow my shoes anytime. But the other kids had already pushed him aside so they could have a turn. He probably wouldn't have heard me, anyway. There was a whole lot of foot talking going on.

迪兹说，“我知道，在你把这个问题解决掉之前，我们不会有任何进展。” 好了，大家排好队，跟罗斯科和哈桑的脚聊天。” 我让格斯先走了。“你好，”他说。 “我希望我也有一副这样的眼镜，这样我们就可以在课堂上互相交谈了，罗斯科!”我开始跟格斯说他可以随时借我的鞋。 但是其他的孩子已经把他推到一边，这样他们就可以玩了。 反正他也不会听到我说话。 有很多关于脚的讨论。