6 Ballerina Butt Boy

Ballerina Butt Boy "Welcome to Empty Hand Academy," said a girl with a yin-yang headband. "I'm Izzy. I'm an

“欢迎来到空手学院，”一个戴着阴阳发带的女孩说。 “我依奇。我是一个

orange belt, so I help new kids." Stink breathed it all in. One whole wall was a mirror. Black-and-orange training mats covered the floor. Foam-covered punching bags stood guard in the corner. On the wall were the words: RESPECT. CONFIDENCE. FOCUS. SELF-DEFENSE. BETTER GRADES. "Take off your shoes," said Izzy. Stink kicked off his smelly sneakers. He stepped onto the mat in his sock feet. His feet went flying. Izzy laughed. "You just learned your first move: the Flying Butt Fall." "I see our new student is off to a flying start," joked a guy with shaggy hair and a black belt. Stink picked himself up. "Stink Moody," said Izzy, "this is our teacher, Mr. Albion. We call him Sensei Dan."

橙色腰带，这样我就能帮助新来的孩子。” 臭臭把它全吸进去了。一整面墙都是一面镜子。 黑橙色的训练垫铺在地板上。 包着泡沫的沙袋守卫在角落里。 墙上写着：尊重。 的信心。的焦点。自卫。 更好的成绩。“脱掉你的鞋子，”伊茨说。 臭小子踢掉了他的臭球鞋。 他穿着袜子脚踩在垫子上。 他的脚飞了起来。依奇笑了。 “你刚刚学会了你的第一个动作：飞屁股摔。” “我看到我们的新学生开了个好头，”一个头发蓬乱、戴着黑腰带的家伙开玩笑说。 臭臭爬了起来。“臭穆迪，”伊奇说，“这是我们的老师，阿尔比恩先生。 我们叫他丹老师。”

Sensei Dan bowed to Stink. "Hello. Welcome. Take off your socks, Stink Moody. In karate, we have more control in bare feet." "Who's that?" Stink asked, pointing to a lifesize cardboard action figure of a guy doing karate.

丹老师向臭臭鞠躬。 “你好。受欢迎的。把袜子脱了，臭穆迪。 在空手道中，我们光脚的时候控制能力更强。” “那是谁?”臭臭指着一个真人大小的纸板人偶问道，这个人偶是一个在练空手道的人。

"That's the Venerable Yuuto Kashiwagi," Izzy answered. "He's a world-famous karate champ. We call him Dragon Master." "Warm-ups, everybody," Mr. Albion called. Kids walked around the edges of the mat. "I am only I," said Sensei Dan. "I am only I," the class repeated. "I walk in my own footsteps." "I walk in my own footsteps," said the class. Next, they sat on the floor and did push-ups, crunches, and stretches. Then they crossed their legs, closed their eyes, and focused on a calming image. Stink opened his eyes. Stink did not feel calm. All he could think about was karate-kicking— hi-ya— and punching— ka-pow— and chopo- matic chopping. Where were all the boards for chopping? Ai-ee! "Let's try not to make sound effects during the calming meditation," said Sensei Dan. Stink turned beet-red.

“那是可敬的柏木裕人。”伊齐回答。 “他是世界著名的空手道冠军。 我们都叫他龙师傅。” “大家做热身，”阿尔比恩喊道。 孩子们绕着垫子的边缘走来走去。 “我只是我，”丹老师说。 “我只是我，”同学们重复道。 “我走自己的路。” “我走自己的路，”同学们说。 接下来，他们坐在地板上做俯卧撑、仰卧起坐和伸展运动。 然后他们交叉双腿，闭上眼睛，专注于一个平静的画面。 臭臭睁开了眼睛。臭臭并没有感到平静。 他满脑子想的都是空手道踢腿——嗨耶——出拳——卡-波——还有短腿式砍杀。 用来砍东西的木板都到哪里去了？ Ai-ee !丹老师说：“让我们在平静冥想的过程中尽量不要制造声音效果。” 臭气变成了甜菜红色。

"Let your mind be a pool of water. A pond without ripples." Stink tried to pretend he was a pond. But how was being a pond going to help him with karate? Or thumb-wrestling? He told himself a joke instead. What do you call a pig that does karate? A pork chopper. Hardee-har-har. "Silence, please," said Mr. Albion. Stink turned beet-redder. When they were done being pools of water, Sensei Dan showed Stink some hand positions. "Remember, Stink: karate means empty hand." The only empty hand Stink cared about was the one for chopping bricks. Next came a lot of standing around: horse stance, ready stance, cat stance. Standing was BOR-ing. Standing was not kicking or punching or breaking stuff.

“让你的心是一池水。 一个没有涟漪的池塘。”臭臭想假装自己是池塘。 但是池塘对他的空手道有什么帮助呢？ 或摔跤对战吗?他给自己讲了个笑话。 会空手道的猪叫什么？ 猪肉刀。Hardee-har-har。 “请安静，”阿尔比恩先生说。 臭味变红了。当他们完成了水池，老师丹给臭臭一些手的位置。 “记住，臭小子：空手道意味着空手。” 臭臭唯一关心的是那只劈砖的手。 接下来是很多站姿：马式、准备式、猫式。 站着很无聊。站着不是踢，不是打，不是摔东西。

When Stink had to bow to Izzy, he headbutted her. When Stink had to bend like the willow, he fell over into a box of balls. And when Stink had to stand on one leg, a kid they called Rooster Raymond said, "Dude. You look like a praying mantis." At last, out came the punching bags! Wham, slam, bam! Stink Moody, aka Shark Hammersmash, was the Ultimate High-Flying, Punch-Bagging, Thumb-Wrestling Machine! On his way over to the Slammer, Stink tripped and tumbled into a forward roll. "Hey, Ballerina Butt," Rooster hissed under his breath. "Dance class is next door."

当臭臭不得不向伊兹鞠躬时，他用头撞了她。 当臭臭不得不像柳树一样弯腰时，他倒在了一个装满球的盒子里。 当臭臭得用一条腿站着的时候，一个叫公鸡雷蒙德的孩子说：“伙计。 你看起来像一只螳螂。” 最后，沙袋出来了！砰，砰，砰！臭穆迪，又名鲨鱼锤锤粉碎，是终极高空飞行，拳击袋，拇指摔跤机器！在去监狱的路上，臭臭绊了一跤，向前翻滚。 “嘿，芭蕾舞女屁股，”公鸡低声说。 “舞蹈课在隔壁。”