6 The Greatest Day of My Life

Chapter 6 The Greatest Day of My Life Finally it was my favorite day of the year—the last day of school. Yay! After we finished pledging the allegiance, Mrs. Daisy had us sing "Happy Birthday." But it wasn't anybody's birthday. We sang "Happy Birthday" to the kids in our class who have birthdays over the summer. Like me. It is totally not fair that my birthday is in the summer. That means my mom can't bring in cupcakes for the class. Bummer in the summer!

最后，这是我一年中最喜欢的一天——学校的最后一天。 耶!我们宣誓效忠后，黛西夫人让我们唱“生日快乐”。 但这不是任何人的生日。 我们唱“生日快乐”给我们班在夏天过生日的孩子们。 喜欢我。我的生日在夏天，这太不公平了。 也就是说我妈不能带小蛋糕来上课了。 夏天的流浪者！

We didn't learn anything all day. Mrs. Daisy had us clean the junk out of our desks. I found a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the back that had been there for months. There was green stuff on it. I offered Ryan a quarter if he would take a bite of the sandwich, but he wouldn't. Then we had to take our posters and artwork off the walls so we could bring them home. (The artwork, that is. We couldn't bring the walls home. That would be weird.) Mrs. Dole came in and passed out yearbooks that had pictures of everybody in

我们一整天什么也没学到。 黛西太太让我们把桌子上的垃圾清理掉。 我在后面找到了一个放了好几个月的花生酱果冻三明治。 上面有绿色的东西。 我给瑞安两毛五，如果他能咬一口三明治，但他不肯。 然后我们不得不把墙上的海报和艺术品拿下来，这样我们才能把它们带回家。 (当然是艺术品。我们不能把墙带回家。 那会很奇怪。)多尔夫人走了进来，给大家发了年鉴，上面有每个人的照片

the whole school. We spent most of the morning signing each other's yearbooks. I wrote a little note in each one. Like "See you in third grade!" or "Summer rules!" Andrea asked me if she could sign my yearbook. I didn't want her to, but Mrs. Dole was watching. So I let Andrea sign it. She wrote, "I'll miss you, Arlo," above her picture. "Oooooh!" Ryan said. "A.J. let Andrea sign his yearbook. They must be in love!" "When are you gonna get married?" asked Michael. If those guys weren't my best friends, I would hate them. "Will you sign my yearbook, Arlo?" Andrea asked all sweetly, because she knew Mrs. Dole was watching. This is what I wrote in Andrea's yearbook:

整个学校。我们花了大半个上午在彼此的年鉴上签名。 我在每张纸上都写了一个小纸条。 比如“三年级见”或者“暑假规矩”安德里亚问我能不能在我的年鉴上签名。 我不想让她这么做，但多尔太太在看着我。 所以我让安德里亚签了名。她在照片上方写道：“我会想你的，阿乐。” “嗡嗡!”瑞恩说。“A.J. 让安德里亚在他的年鉴上签名 他们一定是相爱了！”“你打算什么时候结婚？”迈克尔问。 如果他们不是我最好的朋友，我会讨厌他们的。 “阿乐，你能在我的年鉴上签名吗？”安德里亚甜甜地问，因为她知道多尔太太在看着她。 这是我在安德莉亚的毕业纪念册上写的

"I won't miss you… if I throw a rock at you!" "That's mean!" Andrea said. "So is your face," I told her. Even though I hate school, I had to admit the last day was kind of sad. Mrs. Daisy told us that over the summer she and Mr. Macky were going to move to a bigger house in a different town. She wasn't even sure if she would come back to Ella Mentry School in September. Mrs. Daisy got all sniffly and had to blow her nose in a tissue. That made the girls get all sniffly too. Girls get sniffly real easy. Nobody knows why. I kept looking at the clock, waiting for it to be three o' clock. But it was only one o'clock. Then it was one minute after one o'clock. Then it was two minutes after one o'clock. Then it was three minutes after one o'clock. The clock moves really slowly when

“我不会丢你的……即使我朝你扔石头！”“这是意思!”安德里亚说。 “你的脸也是，”我告诉她。 尽管我讨厌学校，但我不得不承认最后一天有点难过。 黛西太太告诉我们，今年夏天她和麦基先生要搬到另一个城镇的大房子里去住。 她甚至不确定自己是否会在9月份回到艾拉门特里学校。 黛西太太鼻塞得厉害，只得用纸巾擤鼻涕。 这让女孩们也开始抽鼻子。 女孩子很容易就会抽鼻子。 没人知道为什么。我不停地看钟，等着三点。 但现在才一点钟。 然后是1点1分。 这时是一点钟过两分。 这时是一点钟过三分。 时钟走得很慢

you watch it. For a while, it looked like the hands were moving backwards. Me and the guys threw crumpled-up paper at the girls, but Mrs. Daisy told us to knock it off. After a million hundred hours, it was two o'clock. Isn't the word "o'clock" weird? What's up with that? Me and the guys counted down the hours. The minutes. The seconds. Every second took a minute. Every minute took an hour. Every hour took a week. It was the longest day in the history of the world. I thought it would never end. But finally the little hand was on the three and the big hand was on the twelve. You know what that means. Three o'clock! The bell rang. We all went to hug Mrs. Daisy and then we bolted for the door. We were free! Me and the guys ran out

你看着它。有一段时间，这双手看起来像是在向后移动。 我和同伴们朝女孩们扔皱巴巴的纸，但黛西太太叫我们别再这样了。 过了一百万个小时，已经是两点钟了。 “o'clock”这个词不奇怪吗？ 这是怎么回事？我和其他人倒数着时间。 的分钟。秒。每一秒都是一分钟。 每一分钟都花了一个小时。 每一小时都要花一个星期。这是世界历史上最长的一天。 我以为它永远不会结束。 但最后，小手在3号上，大手在12号上。 你知道这意味着什么。三点!铃响了。 我们都去拥抱黛西太太，然后奔向门口。 我们自由了！我和其他人跑了出去

the front door like prisoners escaping from jail. Everybody was yelling and shouting and jumping. No more pencils, no more books! No more teachers' dirty looks! It was the greatest day of my life.

前门就像越狱的囚犯。 每个人都在大喊大叫，跳来跳去。 不再有铅笔，不再有书本！不要再看老师的臭脸了！那是我一生中最美好的一天。