小屁孩树屋历险记 · 07 The 91-Storey Treehouse

6 Marooned!

CHAPTER 6 Marooned! We paddle until we reach the island. I jump out into the shallow water and pull the others safely to shore. 'Thanks, Terry,' I say. 'You saved our lives!' 'Don't thank me,' says Terry. 'Thank my underpants.'

第六章被放逐了!我们一直划到那个岛。 我跳进浅水区,把其他人安全拉到岸边。 “谢谢,特里,”我说。“你救了我们的命!”“不用谢我,”特里说。 “谢谢我的内裤。”

'Thanks, Terry's underpants,' I say. 'You're welcome,' says Terry in a high-pitched voice, which I think is supposed to be his underpants. 'What are we going to do now?' says Alice. 'Be marooned,' I say. 'That's what!' 'How do you do that?' says Albert. 'Easy!' I say. 'You sit around on a desert island with no food, no water, no map and no way of ever getting back to the treehouse.'

“谢谢,特里的内裤,”我说。 “不客气。”特里用尖利的声音说,我想那应该是他的内裤。 “我们现在该怎么办?”爱丽丝说。 “被放逐吧,”我说。这是什么!“你是怎么做到的?”阿尔贝说。 “简单!”我说。“你坐在一个荒岛上,没有食物,没有水,没有地图,也没有办法回到树屋。”

'That sounds kind of boring,' says Albert. 'Why don't we get rescued by that ship instead?' 'What ship?' I say. 'That one!' says Albert, pointing to the horizon. Albert is right. There is a ship. A big ship.

“听起来有点无聊,”艾伯特说。 “为什么不让那艘船来救我们呢?”“什么船?”我说。 “那个!阿尔贝指着地平线说。 艾伯特是对的。有一艘船。 一艘大船。

We all jump up and down and yell and wave our arms like a bunch of wacky waving arm-flailing inflatable tube men at a wacky waving arm-flailing inflatable tube men festival. 'It's not stopping!' says Terry. 'Maybe they can't see us,' says Jill. 'We need to start a fire and make some smoke signals!'

我们都跳上跳下,大喊大叫,挥舞着我们的手臂,就像一群古怪的挥舞着手臂的充气管男人在一个古怪的挥舞着手臂的充气管男人节上。 “它停不下来!”特里说。 “也许他们看不见我们。”吉尔说。 “我们需要生火,制造一些烟雾信号!”

We collect a bunch of driftwood and use a packet of driftmatches to start a driftfire. I rip one of the biggest leaves off a palm tree and hold it over the fire to smother the flames. Then I pull the leaf away and a big puff of smoke puffs up into the sky. But the ship doesn't stop. 'It's not working,' says Jill. 'They probably just think we're having a barbecue. Let me try making a

我们收集了一堆漂流木,用一包漂流火柴点起了一堆漂流火。 我从棕榈树上扯下一片最大的叶子,把它放在火上扑灭火焰。 然后我把叶子拉开,一股浓烟冲上了天空。 但是船并没有停。 “没用,”吉尔说。 “他们可能只是以为我们在烧烤。 我试着做一个

message!' I give Jill the leaf and she makes three small puffs of smoke that spell out 'SOS'. 'Let me have a turn,' says Terry, reaching for the leaf.

消息!”我把叶子给吉尔,她吐出三股小烟,拼出“SOS”。 “让我试试,”特里说着,伸手去拿那片叶子。

微信扫码阅读完整绘本
QR Code