11 And the Winner Is

Chapter 11 And the Winner Is… Saturday morning the town square was full of people. Main Street was closed for the Fall Festival. No cars could go there, but people could. I saw dunking for apples. And carved pumpkins. There was even a scarecrow competition. But the giant pumpkin was the big attraction. Somehow those bookstore guys had managed to put it on a big wooden cart. Like a pumpkin wagon. It sat in the middle of the street at the very top of the hill. Next to the pumpkin were two giant sacks. "Look at all that, Hazel," I said. "Probably one is full of books for the school. And one is full of candy for us!" But she didn't answer.

第十一章胜利者是星期六早上，镇广场上挤满了人。 主街因秋季节日而关闭。 没有汽车可以去那里，但是人可以。 我看到有人在泡苹果。还有雕刻的南瓜。 甚至还有稻草人比赛。 但巨大的南瓜才是最吸引人的。 不知怎么的，那些书店的家伙设法把它放在一辆大木车上。 就像南瓜车。它坐落在街道中央的山顶上。 南瓜旁边放着两个大袋子。 “看看这些，黑兹尔，”我说。 “可能有一个装满了学校的书。 还有一个是给我们的糖果!”但她没有回答。

She was still sad about No-name, I guess. She hadn't even eaten her pancakes this morning. Even though Dad had made them in the shape of an H. A huge crowd had gathered for the pumpkin-winner announcement. We stood behind lots of other people. I couldn't see much. Just the top of Dan the bookstore guy's head. And half of the giant pumpkin. Dan picked up a microphone. It made a screechy sound. "Folks," he said, "Hilltop Bookstore is proud to announce the winner of our Guess the Weight of the Giant Pumpkin Contest!" "Mom, can I go see the pumpkin close-up?" I asked. "Sure," Mom said. "Take Hazel with you." Hazel and I made our way to the front of the crowd. Near Dan's feet, I noticed a cardboard box. It had holes in it. Someone had drawn orange and yellow leaves on the sides of the box.

我猜她还在为无名氏的事伤心。 她今天早上连煎饼都没吃。 尽管爸爸把它们做成了H的形状。 一大群人聚集在一起，等待南瓜获胜者的宣布。 我们站在很多人后面。 我看不太清楚。只有书店老板丹的头顶。 还有半个大南瓜。 丹拿起麦克风。 它发出刺耳的声音。“伙计们，”他说，“山顶书店很自豪地宣布，我们猜大南瓜重量比赛的获胜者是谁!”“妈妈，我能去看南瓜特写吗?”我问。 “当然，”妈妈说。“带上黑兹尔。” 黑兹尔和我走到人群前面。 在丹的脚边，我注意到一个纸板箱。 上面有洞。有人在盒子的两边画了橙色和黄色的叶子。

On the front of the box was a sign that said: Please FALL for me! No-name the kitten needs a loving home. Uh-oh, I thought. "The winner of our contest will win books for their school library," said Dan. "Enough to fill this giant pumpkin!" The box moved, just a little. "Roscoe, what's in that box?" Hazel asked. "It keeps wiggling." "Today's winner guessed exactly the right weight," Dan said. The box jiggled again. Hazel yanked on my shirt. "What's that sign on the box say, Roscoe?" she asked. Dan opened up a piece of paper. "With the only correct guess of nine hundred sixty-four pounds, the winner is… ROSCOE RILEY!" Dan yelled.

盒子的正面写着:请爱上我!没有名字的小猫需要一个温馨的家。 噢，我想。“我们比赛的获胜者将为他们学校的图书馆赢得书籍，”丹说。 “足够装满这个大南瓜了!”盒子动了一下，只是一点点。 “罗斯科，盒子里装的是什么?”黑兹尔问道。 “它一直在扭动。”“今天的获胜者猜对了体重，”丹说。 盒子又摇晃起来。黑兹尔猛地穿上我的衬衫。 “盒子上的牌子上写着什么，罗斯科?”她问。 丹打开一张纸。 “唯一正确猜对964英镑的人，获胜者是……罗斯科·莱利!”丹喊道。

"That's me!" I cried. "I'm Roscoe Riley!" "Roscoe, come on up here, my friend, and take a bow," said Dan. I ran up to Dan. Then I bowed and waved to the crowd. Dan shook my hand, and a lady from the local newspaper took a picture of me. Mom and Dad and Max smiled and waved. Hazel crept closer to the box. She poked at the top of it. "Hazel, no!" I whispered. But it was too late. The box popped open. No-name leaped out. She gave a little meow. Then she took a big leap. Right for my shoelace. She grabbed my lace with her kitty claws. I could feel the bad luck pouring over me. I fell backward. Right into the pumpkin cart. The giant pumpkin rocked back and forth. "Mommy! Daddy! It's the kitty!" Hazel yelled. Slowly the pumpkin rolled off the cart. It started down the hill. Just like a giant piece of fruit going for a nice stroll.

“那是我的!”我哭了。“我是罗斯科·莱利!”“罗斯科，到这儿来，我的朋友，鞠个躬，”丹说。 我跑向丹。然后我向人群鞠躬挥手。 丹和我握了握手，当地报纸的一位女士给我拍了张照片。 爸爸妈妈和马克斯微笑着挥手。 黑兹尔蹑手蹑脚地靠近盒子。 她戳了戳它的顶部。 “淡褐色,没有!”我低声说。但为时已晚。 盒子砰的一声打开了。没有名字跳了出来。 她轻轻地叫了一声。然后她迈出了一大步。 正适合我的鞋带。她用小猫爪子抓我的鞋带。 我能感觉到厄运向我袭来。 我向后摔倒了。直接放进南瓜车里。 巨大的南瓜前后摇晃。 “妈妈!爸爸!是小猫!”黑兹尔喊道。 南瓜慢慢地滚下了车。 它开始下山。就像一个巨大的水果在散步。

"Look out, folks!" Dan yelled. "Runaway pumpkin!" The giant pumpkin was escaping, and it was all my fault. "Don't worry, Dan!" I cried. "I'll stop it!" The pumpkin rolled a little faster. Then faster still. Most people moved out of its way. But some ran after the pumpkin with me. Kids, mostly.

“小心，伙计们!”丹喊道。 “失控的南瓜!”大南瓜逃跑了，都是我的错。 “别担心，丹!”我哭了。 “我要阻止它!”南瓜滚得快了一点。 然后更快。大多数人都让开了。 但是有些人和我一起追着南瓜跑。 孩子,主要是。

It's not all that often you get to chase giant fruit. I ran my fastest. No-name ran beside me. You could tell she thought chase-the-boy-chasing-the-pumpkin was a wonderful new game. The pumpkin picked up steam, but so did I. I was behind it! I was chasing it! I was ahead of it! It was chasing ME! I was almost to the bottom of the hill. The statue of Thomas Toadswaddle stood just a few feet away. I didn't want to get between Thomas and 964 pounds of pumpkin. So I did what any sensible kid would do. I jumped out of the way. No-name jumped too. Right onto my head. Which I believe is even worse luck than crossing your path. The giant pumpkin smashed right into Thomas and his porcupine. The pumpkin split right in two.

你并不是经常有机会追逐巨大的水果。 我跑得最快。没有名字在我旁边跑。 你可以看得出来，她认为“追男孩追南瓜”是一种很棒的新游戏。 南瓜冒起了蒸汽，但我也一样。 我在后面!我在追它!我走在它前面了!它在追我!我几乎到了山脚下。 托马斯·托德襁褓的雕像就站在几英尺远的地方。 我不想夹在托马斯和964磅的南瓜之间。 所以我做了任何明智的孩子都会做的事。 我跳开了。无名氏也跳了起来。 正好砸在我头上。我相信这比遇见你更倒霉。 巨大的南瓜撞到了托马斯和他的豪猪身上。 南瓜裂成了两半。