小屁孩树屋历险记 · 03 The 39-Storey Treehouse
CHAPTER 9 THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON 'See?' says Terry. 'What did I tell you? There is such a thing as an un-inventor. And Professor Stupido is the best un-inventor in the world.' 'Yes,' I say, 'I can see that, but the only problem is he's not in the world—he's on the dark side of the moon. How would we even get in touch with him?'
第九章月球的阴暗面看到了吗?特里说。 “我怎么跟你说的?”有一种东西叫“非发明家”。 斯图普多教授是世界上最不懂发明的人。“是的,”我说,“我看得出来,但唯一的问题是他不在这个世界上——他在月球的背面。” 我们怎么才能联系上他呢?”
'Easy!' says Terry. 'We get a rocket, fly to the moon, find him and bring him back. What could be easier— or more simple—than that?' 'Um, well, nothing,' I say, 'except for the fact that we don't have a rocket.' 'No, not at the moment,' says Terry, 'but I could
“简单!”特里说。“我们造一枚火箭,飞到月球上,找到他,把他带回来。 还有什么比这更容易或更简单的呢?“嗯,没什么,”我说,“除了我们没有火箭这个事实。”“不,现在还没有,”特里说,“不过我可以。
draw one.' 'How are you going to do that?' I say. 'Your drawing hand is all bandaged up, remember?' 'Oh yeah,' says Terry. 'I forgot.' 'I guess I could try,' I say. 'I don't think that's such a good idea, Andy,' says Terry. 'You can't draw, remember?' 'Not as well as you, no, but I think I could draw a rocket, I mean, how hard could it be to draw a rectangle with a triangle on the top? Watch this!' I pick up a pen and draw a rocket. But it's not quite as easy as I thought.
画一个。“你打算怎么做呢?”我说。 “你画画的那只手都包扎好了,记得吗?”“哦,是的,”特里说。 “我忘了。“我想我可以试试,”我说。 “我不认为这是个好主意,安迪,”特里说。 “你不会画画,记得吗?”“没有你画得好,但我想我可以画一个火箭,我是说,画一个长方形上面有一个三角形能有多难呢?” 看这个!”我拿起一支笔,画了一个火箭。 但这并不像我想象的那么容易。
'No offence, Andy,' says Terry, 'but that's pretty much the worst drawing of a rocket I've ever seen.' 'There's something wrong with the pen!' I say. 'The pen is fine,' says Terry. 'I think it's you that's the problem. But I've got an idea. How about I do a dot-to-dot rocket? Then all you have to do is join the dots.' 'I don't know,' I say. 'I'm not very good at dot-to-dot pictures. They're really hard.' 'Don't worry,' says Terry. 'I'll make it really easy for you.' Terry takes the pen with his good hand and starts dotting the air in front of us.
“无意冒犯,安迪,”特里说,“但这几乎是我见过的最糟糕的火箭画了。“这支笔有毛病!”我说。 “这支笔很好,”特里说。 “我想问题出在你身上。 但我有个主意。我来点对点火箭怎么样? 然后你要做的就是把这些点连起来。“我不知道,”我说。 “我不太擅长点对点摄影。 他们真的很难。“别担心,”特里说。 “我会让你很轻松的。”特里用那只没受伤的手拿起笔,开始在我们面前的空气中点笔。
'There's your dots, Andy,' he says when he's finished. 'Now all you have to do is join them up. Good luck!'
“这是你的点,安迪,”他画完后说。 “现在你要做的就是把它们连在一起。 祝你好运!”
He hands me the pen. I start connecting the dots. 'It doesn't look much like a rocket to me,' I say, as I join the last dot.
他把笔递给我。我开始把这些点联系起来。 “在我看来,它不太像火箭,”我边说边把最后一个点连在一起。
