Chapter 1

ISADORA MOON Goes to the Fair

伊莎多拉·月亮去集市

Chapter ONE It was Saturday morning and the sun was shining through our windows. It made me feel all happy and sparkly, and as though something interesting might be about to happen. 'I wonder what it will be,' I said to Pink Rabbit as we made our way down the stairs to breakfast.

第一章这是星期六的早晨，阳光透过我们的窗户照进来。 这使我感到非常高兴，精神焕发，好像有什么有趣的事情即将发生。 “我不知道会是什么，”我们下楼去吃早饭的时候，我对粉红兔说。

Pink Rabbit bounced up and down beside me. He used to be my favourite stuffed toy but my mum magicked him alive with her wand. She can do things like that because she's a fairy! 'Good morning Isadora,' yawned Dad, who was just

粉红兔子在我身边蹦蹦跳跳。 他曾经是我最喜欢的毛绒玩具，但我妈妈用魔杖把他变活了。 她能这么做是因为她是仙女！“早上好，伊莎多拉，”爸爸打了个哈欠，他刚刚

coming in through the front door. He had been on his nightly fly. Dad is a vampire so he stays up all night and sleeps during the daytime. He stepped into the hallway and I noticed that he was standing on a colourful piece of paper lying by the doormat.

从前门进来。 他在夜间飞行。 爸爸是个吸血鬼，所以他整夜不睡，白天睡觉。 他走进走廊，我注意到他正站在门垫边的一张彩色纸上。

'What's that?' I said, pulling it out from under his shiny black shoe. 'Junk mail probably,' said Dad. But it didn't look like junk mail to me. As I smoothed out the crumples, I saw that the piece of paper was a big, glittering poster with a picture of a carousel in the middle of it. The carousel was covered with fairy lights and spinning under a starry sky. Delighted children sat on top of fancily dressed ponies, holding clouds of pink fluffy candyfloss in their hands. FUNFAIR SPECTACULAR! shouted the twirly pink writing above the carousel. NEXT WEEKEND ONLY!

“那是什么?”我说着，把它从他闪亮的黑鞋底下抽出来。 “可能是垃圾邮件，”爸爸说。 但在我看来不像是垃圾邮件。 当我把皱褶弄平时，我看到那张纸是一张很大的、闪闪发光的海报，中间有一张旋转木马的图片。 旋转木马上挂满了童话般的彩灯，在星空下旋转。 兴高采烈的孩子们坐在打扮华丽的小马上，手里拿着一团团粉红色的棉花糖。 游乐场壮观!旋转木马上方粉红色的旋转字体喊道。 就下周末！

'Oh wow, Dad!' I said. 'Can we go? Please?' 'Hmm,' said Dad, as I followed him into the kitchen. 'I'm not sure. Ask Mum.' Mum was at the kitchen table, spooning some strawberry yoghurt into my baby sister Honeyblossom's mouth.

“哇，爸爸！”我说。“我们能走吗？” 好吗?“嗯，”爸爸说，我跟着他进了厨房。 “我不确定。问妈妈。“妈妈在厨房的桌子旁，用勺子舀着一些草莓酸奶放进小妹妹蜜花的嘴里。