8 Feel Like a Heel

Feel Like a Heel

感觉像个脚后跟

Stink felt lousy. Worse than a NOT-one-hundred- legged centipede. He dragged himself home from school, down the street, up the sidewalk, and in the front door. Dad was home early. "How was Pajama Day?" he asked Stink. "Terrible," said Stink. "I had one of those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad, just-like-that- kids'-book yuck days." "What's wrong?" asked Mom, coming into the room.

臭感觉很糟糕。比一条没有一百条腿的蜈蚣还糟糕。 他拖着沉重的脚步从学校回家，穿过街道，走上人行道，进了前门。 爸爸很早就回家了。“睡衣节过得怎么样？”他问臭臭。 “太可怕了。”臭臭说。“我经历了一段可怕的、可怕的、不好的、非常糟糕的、就像孩子们的书一样的恶心的日子。” “怎么了？”妈妈走进房间问。

"Stink hit his friend Webster today!" said Judy. "At the library assembly. It was all over school. He got in way-big trouble and the teacher took him out and yelled at him up and down and the whole school saw and—"

“臭气今天砸到了他的朋友韦伯斯特！”朱迪说。 “在图书馆集会上。学校里到处都是。 他惹上了大麻烦，老师把他带了出去，对他大喊大叫，全校的人都看到了，然后——”

"That's enough, Judy," said Dad. "It wasn't my fault," said Stink. "It was my pajamas' fault!" Stink told Mom and Dad what happened. "I'm going to write a letter to the pajama people and tell them their pajamas got me in big trouble and made me lose my best friend," said Stink. "No more letters!" said Judy. "No more letters," said Mom. "Well, maybe one more," said Dad. "How about a letter of apology to your friend Webster?" Stink went upstairs. He hid the troublemaker PJs in the way-back of his bottom dresser drawer, where the pinchy underwear, socks with holes, and the too-baby I TRUCKS pajamas from last year were. Then Stink worked on the letter as if it was homework.

“够了，朱迪，”爸爸说。 “那不是我的错，”臭臭说。 “是我睡衣的错！”臭臭把发生的事告诉了爸爸妈妈。 “我要给卖睡衣的人写封信，告诉他们他们的睡衣给我带来了大麻烦，让我失去了最好的朋友，”臭臭说。 “不要再写信了！”朱迪说。 “不要再写信了，”妈妈说。 “好吧，也许再来一次，”爸爸说。 “给你的朋友韦伯斯特写封道歉信怎么样？”臭臭上楼了。 他把那些惹事生非的睡衣藏在梳妆台最底层抽屉的后面，那里放着紧身内衣、有洞的袜子和去年穿的太小的I TRUCKS睡衣。 然后臭臭把这封信当成家庭作业来写。

Stink searched around his desk for an envelope. He would put the letter on Webster's desk tomorrow. Hello! What was this? Under a pile of jawbreakers, Stink found an envelope. Not an empty envelope. A messy-handwriting envelope addressed to Stink Moody. As in him! All of a sudden Stink remembered getting the messy-writing letter. But he'd been too busy counting his jawbreakers to even open it! He ripped it open now. YOU ARE INVITED said the card. It was spelled out in balloons held by gorillas. The card was from Webster. It was for his birthday party.

臭臭在桌子周围找信封。 他明天要把信放在韦伯斯特的桌子上。 你好!这是什么？在一堆碎石下，臭臭找到了一个信封。 不是空信封。一个写得乱七八糟的信封，收件人是臭穆迪。 就像他一样！突然，臭臭想起了那封写得乱七八糟的信。 但他一直忙着数他的下巴，甚至没有打开它！他把它撕开了。 卡片上写着：你被邀请了。 它是用大猩猩拿着的气球拼出来的。 这张卡片来自韦伯斯特。 是为他的生日聚会准备的。

And his birthday party was Saturday. LAST Saturday. Stink had missed Webster's birthday! Now he knew why Webster was such a grump. Stink felt like a heel. No, he felt like 177 pairs of heels. Worse than a broken-legged centipede. Stink felt like a stinkbug. He had to think of some way to make it up to Webster. They just had to be friends again. Had to! Stink thought and thought. He petted Mouse. He petted Toady. He scratched his head a lot. Scratching your head was supposed to help you think, right? All it did was make him look like he had fleas. At last, Stink got an idea. He went downstairs to get Dad in on his idea. Then he finished the

他的生日聚会是在星期六。 上个星期六。臭臭错过了韦伯斯特的生日！现在他知道韦伯斯特为什么这么暴躁了。 臭气就像一只脚后跟。不，他感觉像穿了177双高跟鞋。 比断腿的蜈蚣还糟糕。 臭气就像臭虫。 他必须想办法补偿韦伯斯特。 他们只需要再做朋友。 不得不!臭味想了又想。 他抚摸着老鼠。他抚摸着癞蛤蟆。 他经常挠他的头。 挠头是为了帮助你思考，对吧？ 那只会让他看起来像长了跳蚤。 最后，臭臭有了一个主意。 他下楼告诉爸爸他的想法。 然后他完成了