2 Burple Is a Word

2 Burple Is a Word For homework that night, every kid in our school had to write a poem. Ugh. The next morning, Ms. Coco came into our classroom to listen to our poems. "Who wants to go first?" she asked.

紫色是一个词那天晚上，我们学校的每个孩子都要写一首诗。 啊。第二天早上，史密斯女士。 可可来到我们的教室听我们的诗。 “谁想先走？”她问。

"I DO! I DO!" shouted Andrea Young. Of course. She was waving her hand in the air like she was trying to signal a plane from a desert island. Ms. Coco called on her, of course. Andrea skipped up to the front of the class like it was her birthday. She was holding a book in her hand. It said Andrea's Poetry Book on the front. She started to read. I'm a little caterpillar living in a tree. Up so high, so near the sky where no one bothers me. I'd like to play way down below where the river bends, with all the other animals. But alas, I have no friends.

“我做的!我愿意！”安德里亚·杨喊道。 当然可以。她在空中挥舞着她的手，就像她试图从一个荒岛上给飞机发信号一样。 可可当然叫她了。 安德里亚蹦蹦跳跳地走到教室前面，就像今天是她生日一样。 她手里拿着一本书。 封面上写着“安德里亚诗集”。 她开始读起来。我是一只住在树上的小毛毛虫。 那么高，那么靠近天空，没有人打扰我。 我想和其他动物一起，在河流弯曲的地方玩耍。 但是，唉，我没有朋友。

I'm ugly, slimy, small, and slow, molting in my nest. I have twelve eyes and shed my skin. They think that I'm a pest. But then one day when I awoke, much to my surprise, I was a caterpillar no more. I'd become a butterfly! Now I'm pretty and colorful too, flitting and flying free. I'm happy I have lots of friends,

我又丑又黏，又小又慢，在窝里换毛。 我有十二只眼睛，还蜕皮。 他们认为我是个讨厌鬼。 但是有一天，当我醒来时，令我惊讶的是，我不再是一只毛毛虫了。 我会变成一只蝴蝶！现在我也很漂亮，五彩缤纷，自由地飞翔。 我很高兴我有很多朋友，

and everyone loves me. Everybody clapped for Andrea because that's what you are supposed to do whenever anybody finishes anything. Nobody knows why. Andrea was sure to win the poetry contest with that snoozer. "I feel like I'm going to cry," said Emily, wiping her eyes. "What a lovely poem, Andrea!" said Ms. Coco. "Thank you for sharing it with us. Now who would like to—" "May I read another one of my poems?" asked Andrea. "I wrote ten of them last night." "Well, we don't have a lot of time," Ms. Coco told her, "and we want to give everyone in the class a chance to recite a poem." I snickered, and Andrea made a mean face. When she sat down, Andrea's Poetry Book fell off her desk. Emily picked it up for her. I saw some writing on the first page. To Andrea, Fill these pages with your wonderful words, sweetheart.

每个人都爱我。每个人都为安德里亚鼓掌，因为每当有人完成任何事情时，你都应该这样做。 没人知道为什么。安德里亚凭借那个打盹的人肯定能赢得诗歌比赛。 “我觉得我快要哭了，”爱米丽擦着眼睛说。 “多么可爱的一首诗，安德里亚！” 椰子树。“谢谢你和我们分享。 “我可以再读一首我的诗吗？”安德烈问。 “我昨晚写了十封信。” “好吧，我们时间不多了。” 可可告诉她：“我们想给班上每个人一个机会背诵一首诗。” 我窃笑，安德里亚做了个刻薄的表情。 当她坐下时，安德里亚的诗集从她的桌子上掉了下来。 艾米丽帮她捡的 我看到第一页上写了些字。 给安德里亚：亲爱的，用你美妙的话语填满这些书页。

May all your poetry dreams come true! Love, Mom and Dad Ms. Coco called on Ryan next. He came up to the front of the class with a piece of paper. "Is it okay if I sing my poem?" he asked. "Why not?" replied Ms. Coco. "People express their creativity in different ways. Go ahead, Ryan. Sing away!" Ryan sang a song to the tune of "My Favorite Things" from that old movie The Sound of Music. Sausage on pizza and ketchup on french fries, Hot dogs and burgers and ice cream on warm pies, Blueberry muffins when I'm in good moods, These are a few of my favorite foods. Peaches, bananas, or nice chocolate cake, Hot mashed potatoes that come with a steak, Gum to blow bubbles or maybe just chewed, These are a few of my favorite foods. Candy and cookies and cinnamon buns,

愿你所有的诗歌梦想都成真！爱你的，爸爸妈妈。 可可接着拜访了瑞恩。他拿着一张纸走到教室前面。 “我可以唱我的诗吗？”他问。 “为什么不呢？”可可女士回答。 “人们用不同的方式表达自己的创造力。 继续，瑞恩。唱了!”瑞安唱了一首老电影《音乐之声》里的《我最喜欢的东西》。 披萨上放香肠，薯条上放番茄酱，热狗和汉堡，热派上放冰淇淋，心情好的时候吃蓝莓松饼，这些都是我最喜欢的食物。 桃子，香蕉，或者美味的巧克力蛋糕，热土豆泥配牛排，泡泡糖或者嚼口香糖，这些都是我最喜欢的食物。 糖果，饼干和肉桂面包，

Egg rolls and wontons and roast pork chow fun, Ripe watermelon and ribs barbecued, These are a few of my favorite foods. When I'm hungry, When I'm starving, When we're out of fruit, I simply remember my favorite foods, And then I don't give... a hoot. Everybody clapped for Ryan.

蛋卷、馄饨和烤猪肉，熟西瓜和烤排骨，这些都是我最喜欢的食物。 当我饿的时候，当我快饿死的时候，当我们没有水果的时候，我只记得我最喜欢的食物，然后我不给…… 一个号角。每个人都为瑞恩鼓掌。