Chapter 1

here's hank. Bookmarks. Are people too,

这是汉克。书签。人也是，

chapter 1 "Hank Zipzer! Please stop talking!" Ms. Flowers said to me. "Good citizens don't talk when the teacher is talking." "But I didn't say anything, Ms. Flowers." "Hank, I saw your lips moving with my own two eyes." "But no sound came out, Ms. Flowers. So, technically, I wasn't talking." "Then what exactly were you doing?" "I was sending a signal." The other kids in the class laughed, which made me feel great. I wasn't trying to be funny. But it's always nice to get a laugh. My grandfather Papa Pete always says laughter is good, but not as good as a pickle.

第一章“汉克·齐泽尔！请不要再说了！”Ms。 花儿对我说。“好公民在老师说话的时候是不会说话的。” “但是我什么也没说，”她说。 花。”“汉克，我亲眼看到你的嘴唇在动。” 但是没有声音出来。 花。所以，严格来说，我不是在说话。” “那你到底在做什么？”“我是在发出一个信号。” 班上的其他孩子都笑了，这让我感觉很好。 我不是想搞笑。 但能笑一笑总是好的。 我的祖父皮特爸爸总是说笑是好的，但不如泡菜好。

We're both big pickle fans. "And to whom was this so-called signal being sent?" Ms. Flowers asked. "To me!" Frankie Townsend called out. Frankie and I have been best friends since we were babies. We have a whole system of signals. "We can talk without saying a word," I told Ms. Flowers. "Oh, really?" she said. "That's very unusual." "There was this one time in the Museum of Natural History," Frankie went on. "It was amazing. Hank and I both decided to roar right in the T. rex's face—at the very same moment." "It was awesome," I added. "Until the guard told us there was no roaring allowed in the museum." I laughed, and everyone joined in. Ms. Flowers chuckled, too. She's really nice about laughing. Everyone at PS 87 wants her for second grade because she's in a good mood almost all the time. She even gave me a NICE TRY

我们都是泡菜迷。 “那么这个所谓的信号是发给谁的呢？”Ms。 花问。“给我!”弗兰基·汤森喊道。 我和弗兰基从小就是最好的朋友。 我们有一整套的信号系统。 “我们可以一言不发地交谈。” 花。“哦，真的吗？”她说。 “这很不寻常。”“有一次是在自然历史博物馆，”弗兰基接着说。 “太神奇了。汉克和我都决定在T上咆哮。 雷克斯的脸——在同一时刻。” “太棒了，”我补充道。 “直到警卫告诉我们，博物馆里不允许吼叫。” 我笑了，大家也跟着笑了起来。 弗劳尔斯也笑了。 她真的很会笑。 PS 87的每个人都想让她上二年级，因为她几乎一直心情都很好。 她甚至给了我一个很好的尝试

when I only got two out of ten right on my spelling test last week. "Well, Hank, since you're so expert at roaring and signaling," she said to me, "you're going to love our next class project." "I can hardly wait to hear what it is. I'm sitting on the edge of my seat." "I can hardly wait for you to fall off!" Nick McKelty shouted from the desk behind me. Nick McKelty, better known as Nick the Tick, never has a nice word to say about anyone. But he gets away with it because he's about twelve feet tall—in every direction. "That's enough, Nick," Ms. Flowers snapped, putting her hands on her hips. But McKelty didn't seem to care that she was angry. He just went back to what he always does —rolling spitballs to launch at the little kids during recess. "Next week is Children's Reading Week," Ms. Flowers went on. "We will be celebrating by putting on a play. I wrote it myself. It's called A Night at the Library."

因为我上周的拼写考试满分只有2分。 “好吧，汉克，既然你是咆哮和发信号方面的专家，”她对我说，“你会喜欢我们的下一个课程项目的。” “我迫不及待地想听听是什么。 我坐在座位边上。” “我都等不及看你掉下来了！”尼克·麦凯尔蒂在我身后的桌子上喊道。 尼克·麦凯尔蒂，更广为人知的名字是“扁虱尼克”，从不对任何人说一句好话。 但他却侥幸逃脱了，因为他在各个方向上都有大约12英尺高。 “够了，尼克。” 花啪的一声，把她的手放在屁股上。 但麦凯尔蒂似乎并不在乎她是否生气。 他只是回到了他经常做的事情——在课间休息的时候，向小孩子们扔纸团。 下周是儿童阅读周。 花儿继续说。“我们将上演一出戏剧来庆祝。 我自己写的。书名是《图书馆之夜》。”

Katie Sperling put up her hand and waved it around. "Can I be the star?" she asked. "My daddy always tells me I am one, anyway." "Everyone will have a part," Ms. Flowers said. "Even me?" Luke Whitman asked, with his finger up his nose. "Yes, even you, Luke." I wondered if there was a part in the play for a champion nose-picker. Luke Whitman would get that for sure! "I think we all know who's going to be the star!" McKelty shouted out. "The one with the most talent. And that would be me." Then, for no reason at all, he stood up and

凯蒂·斯珀林举起手，挥了挥手。 “我能当明星吗？”她问。 “反正我爸爸总是告诉我，我就是一个。” “每个人都会有自己的角色。” 花说。“即使我吗?”卢克·惠特曼问道，手指伸到鼻子上。 “是的，包括你，卢克。”我想知道这出戏里是否有一个角色是为一个冠军挖鼻孔者准备的。 卢克·惠特曼肯定会得到的！“我想我们都知道谁将成为明星！”麦凯尔蒂喊道。 “最有才华的那个。 那就是我。”然后，毫无理由地，他站了起来

bowed, and let out one of his snorty laughs. No one else joined in. "I'm now going to pass out the script," Ms. Flowers said, motioning for McKelty to sit down. "Read the play over the weekend and decide on which part you'd like." I felt worried. Really worried. Regular second-grade reading is hard for me. Reading a whole script would be nearly impossible. Frankie saw my face and sent me our "don't worry" signal. I relaxed right away, because I knew he would help me. Frankie is an excellent reader. Over winter break, he read a two-hundred-page book that didn't even have pictures. "We will hold auditions on Monday," Ms.

他鞠了个躬，发出一声哼笑。 没有其他人加入进来。“我现在要把剧本发给大家了。” 弗劳尔斯说，示意麦凯尔蒂坐下。 “周末读剧本，决定你喜欢哪个角色。” 我很担心。真的担心。 正常的二年级阅读对我来说很难。 读完整个剧本几乎是不可能的。 弗兰基看到我的脸就给我发了个“别担心”的信号。 我立刻放松下来，因为我知道他会帮助我的。 弗兰基是一个优秀的读者。 寒假期间，他读了一本200页的书，连图片都没有。 “我们将在周一举行海选。”