9 Frisbee Time

CHAPTER NINE FRISBEE TIME AT RECESS THE next day, Thursday, we launched our plan to get the greenhouse keys. We hurried toward the back of the playground near the woods. That's where the school garden was. We had figured out our roles at lunch. I would throw the Frisbee.

第九章课间飞盘时间第二天，星期四，我们开始着手准备温室钥匙。 我们急忙跑到靠近树林的操场后面。 那是学校花园的所在地。 我们在午餐时已经确定了各自的角色。 我会扔飞盘。

Rosie would negotiate with Mr. Willow. Simon would dig the holes. Rosie and Simon watched Mr. Willow. He was the teacher on the playground with us that day. He was shooting baskets with some of the girls in my class— including Katie. "He's not looking, Molly," Rosie said. "Go ahead and throw it. Try to get it in the middle of the roof." I was pretty nervous. I'm not, like, totally athletic or anything. I took a deep breath—and threw the Frisbee. It was a perfect shot. Whew. It landed near the center of the greenhouse's screen roof. We could all see it sag a little in the middle. "Perfect throw!" Simon exclaimed.

罗茜会和威罗先生谈判。 西蒙会挖洞。 罗西和西蒙看着威罗先生。 那天他和我们一起在操场上当老师。 他和我们班的一些女生一起投篮，包括凯蒂。 “他没在看，莫利，”罗茜说。 “继续扔吧。试着把它放到屋顶中央。” 我很紧张。我又不是什么运动健将。 我深吸了一口气，把飞盘扔了出去。 这是一个完美的镜头。唷。 它降落在温室屏蔽屋顶的中心附近。 我们都能看到它中间有一点凹陷。 “完美扔!”西蒙喊道。

"Okay," Rosie said. "My turn. Let's hope this works." Simon and I watched as Rosie ran over to Mr. Willow. We couldn't hear her, but we watched as she talked and motioned with her hands. She pretended to throw a Frisbee. She pointed up in the air—and at the greenhouse. She made a poking motion up toward the sky. And then Mr. Willow did exactly what we wanted him to do. He reached into his pocket, retrieved his keys, and pointed to the one that opened the greenhouse door.

“好吧，”罗茜说。“轮到我了。 希望这能奏效。”西蒙和我看着罗茜跑向威罗先生。 我们听不见她说话，但我们看着她说话，用手做手势。 她假装在扔飞盘。 她指着空中——指向温室。 她朝天空做了一个戳的动作。 然后威罗先生做了我们想让他做的事。 他把手伸进口袋，拿出钥匙，指着那把打开温室门的钥匙。

Rosie ran back. "How fast can you dig ten holes?" Rosie asked Simon as she unlocked the glass door to the greenhouse. "Super fast," he answered and pulled the little shovel from his back pocket. "Great," Rosie said. She opened the door. "I told Mr. Willow that I was going to poke and nudge the Frisbee with a tomato stake to get it off the roof. I'm going to look busy, but I'm not actually going to knock it off until you're done."

罗茜跑了回来。“你多快能挖十个洞？”罗茜一边打开通往温室的玻璃门一边问西蒙。 “超级快，”他回答道，然后从后口袋里掏出小铲子。 “太好了，”罗茜说。她打开了门。 “我告诉威洛先生，我要用番茄桩戳飞盘，把它从屋顶上弄下来。 我会看起来很忙，但在你做完之前，我是不会停下来的。”

Simon nodded. "And Molly," Rosie explained further. "You stand outside and do a lot of pointing and gesturing. Act like you're going to catch it. And spy on Mr. Willow. But don't look like you're spying." "How do I do that?" Simon said, "Just spy casually." He didn't see the puzzled look on my face. He was already gone. Rosie went into the greenhouse right after him. Simon started to dig frantically. And Rosie started poking the Frisbee closer to the edge of the roof so it would eventually topple over toward me. I could tell she was missing on purpose a lot.

西蒙点点头。“还有莫莉，”罗茜进一步解释道。 “你站在外面，做了很多指着和手势。 表现得像你要抓住它一样。 监视威罗先生。但别让人觉得你在监视我。” “我该怎么做？”西蒙说：“随便侦察一下。” 他没有看到我脸上困惑的表情。 他已经走了。罗茜跟在他后面进了温室。 西蒙开始疯狂地挖。 罗茜开始把飞盘戳向靠近屋顶边缘的地方，这样飞盘最终就会朝我这边翻过来。 我能看出来她经常故意失踪。

After a few minutes, Simon called, "Five done! Five to go!" The Frisbee was about three feet from the edge. I glanced over my shoulder as casually as I could. Mr. Willow wasn't shooting baskets anymore. His arms were crossed against his chest. He stared in our direction. And so did Katie. "You guys," I called and turned back around. "I think we're running out of time."

几分钟后，西蒙叫道：“五个完成了！还剩五个！”飞盘离边缘大约有三英尺远。 我尽可能随意地回头瞥了一眼。 威罗先生不再投篮球了。 他的双臂交叉在胸前。 他盯着我们的方向。 凯蒂也是。“你们这些家伙。”我喊道，然后转过身来。 “我想我们快没时间了。”