05 Can’tractions

Can'tractions Antarctica? Nope. Cartwheel? Nope. Rats! Judy could not check either of these off her kick-the-bucket list yet. She wrote Meet girl with invisible dog on her list and crossed it off. That put her in a better bucket-list mood. Judy scanned her list. Get triple stickers on homework. How hard could it be to get not one, not two, but three stickers for good work? Three stickers was triple good. Three stickers was tops. Three stickers was the trifecta of Mr. Todd stickers. Excelente! Qué bien! Perfecto! Jessica Finch had gotten three Bright Idea lightbulbs. Jessica Finch had gotten Top Cat,

'tractions南极洲吗?不。 车轮吗?不。老鼠!这两件事朱迪都还没能从她的遗愿清单上划掉。 她在清单上写下了“遇见带隐形狗的女孩”，然后划掉了。 这让她对遗愿清单有了更好的心情。 朱迪浏览了一下她的名单。在作业上贴三张贴纸。 要想因为工作出色而得到不止一张，也不是两张，而是三张贴纸，能有多难呢？ 三张贴纸就是三倍好。 三张贴纸是最高的。三个贴纸是托德先生贴纸的三连胜。 Excelente !什么好!美味极了!杰西卡·芬奇买了三个亮点子灯泡。 杰西卡·芬奇得到了《猫王》

Cool Cat, and Cat's Meow. But even Jessica Finch had not gotten every one of the triple- sticker sets in Mr. Todd's top desk drawer. Judy took out her homework. Eek! She had not done her homework all week. She stared at the no-sticker homework sheets. She imagined Home Run! Grand Salami! Moonshot! dancing at the top of the page. Perfecto! All she had to do was work extra hard. She circled homophones. She learned heaps of helping verbs. She was a synonym sleuth. She unscrambled names of all the desert plants. She filled out her loggerhead turtle fact sheet. She saved contractions for last. Contractions were baby stuff. Kid stuff. Second-grade stuff. Can't go wrong! Won't fail! Couldn't be better! At school on Monday, Judy could hardly wait until Mr. Todd passed back their homework

酷猫和猫的喵。但是，就连杰西卡·芬奇也没有拿到托德先生书桌最上面抽屉里的三张贴纸。 朱迪拿出了她的作业。 唷!她整个星期都没有做作业。 她盯着没有贴纸的家庭作业纸。 她想象了《本垒打！》大香肠!月球探测器!在页面顶部跳舞。 美味极了!她所要做的就是加倍努力。 她圈出同音异义字。她学了一大堆助动词。 她是侦探的同义词。她拼出了所有沙漠植物的名字。 她填写了关于红海龟的情况说明书。 她把宫缩留到最后。 宫缩是婴儿的东西。 孩子的东西。二年级的东西。 不会出错的！不会失败的!再好不过了！周一在学校，朱迪迫不及待地要看托德先生把作业发给他们

sheets. At last it was time. Triple sticker time! Judy crossed all eight fingers and both thumbs. "Class 3T," said Mr. Todd, clearing his throat. Uh-oh. Clearing his throat was never good, unless Mr. Todd had his guitar and was about to sing. But Judy did not see a guitar. And that frown was not part of his singing face. He started to pass back the contractions homework. Judy could picture it now. Three stickers in a row: Smarty Pants! Wizard! Fourth Grade Here I Come! What!? Judy stared wide-eyed at her homework. She was seeing red! Instead of seeing three stickers, she saw red, red, red. Triple red trifecta. The page looked like it was covered in ketchup. The page looked like it was bleeding and needed a giant Band-Aid. The page was as messed up as a spaghetti sandwich.

表。最后是时候了。 三倍贴纸时间！朱迪的八个手指和两只拇指都交叉了。 “3T班，”托德先生清了清嗓子说。 哦。清嗓子从来都不好，除非托德先生拿着吉他准备唱歌。 但是朱迪没有看到吉他。 他唱歌的脸上并没有那种皱眉的表情。 他开始把宫缩作业发回去。 朱迪现在可以想象了。 连续三张贴纸：Smarty Pants！向导!我来了！什么! ? 朱迪睁大眼睛盯着她的作业。 她气得满脸通红！她看到的不是三张贴纸，而是红色，红色，红色。 三红三连。那张纸看起来像是涂了一层番茄酱。 那张纸看起来像是在流血，需要一个巨大的创可贴。 页面就像意大利面三明治一样乱七八糟。

Mr. Todd was saying, "People. People. What went wrong here? Contractions are just a review. I happen to know you learned this in second grade." Frank tried to say they hadn't learned contractions. Rocky tried to say they didn't remember. Judy tried to say they couldn't fit any more stuff in their third-grade brains, because fractions were taking three-fourths of the room

托德先生说：“人们。 人。这里出了什么问题？ 宫缩只是一个回顾。 我碰巧知道你在二年级就学过这个。” 弗兰克想说他们还没学会缩写。 洛奇想说他们不记得了。 朱迪试图说，他们的三年级学生的脑子里装不下更多的东西，因为分数占据了房间的四分之三

in there. Mr. Todd said, "No excuses." Mr. Todd said they had to do their homework over again. Mr. Todd said, "How will you make it in fourth grade if you don't know contractions?" Grr! Judy stared at her paper. She couldn't, wouldn't, didn't get one single sticker. Contractions made Judy itch. Contractions made Judy squirm. All those apostrophes! Who knew where they went? They should be called can'tractions! If I can't learn contractions, I won't ever go to fourth grade! Judy asked Frank for help. Frank had more red marks than she did! She asked Jessica Finch next. "I'll help, but then you have to call me Queen of Contractions," said Jessica. Roar!

在那里。托德说，“没有借口。” 托德先生说他们得把作业重做一遍。 托德说，“如果你不知道宫缩，你怎么上四年级？”嗯……!朱迪盯着她的报纸。 她不能，不愿，连一张贴纸都没有。 宫缩使朱迪发痒。 宫缩使朱迪局促不安。 所有那些撇号！谁知道他们去了哪里？ 它们应该被称为can't traction ！如果我学不会缩写，我就上不了四年级了！朱迪向弗兰克求助。 弗兰克身上的红印比她还多！她接着问杰西卡·芬奇。 “我会帮忙的，不过你得叫我宫缩女王。”杰西卡说。 咆哮!