3. The Greatest Idea in the History of the World

3 The Greatest Idea in the History of the World When we got back to school, Ms. Hannah brought us to the junk room. I mean, the art room. "I hope visiting the Museum of Recent Art inspired you to create some art of your own," she said. "Let's do finger painting!" Ugh. No way. "I'm not gonna paint my fingers," I

世界历史上最伟大的想法当我们回到学校时。 汉娜带我们去了垃圾室。 我是说，美术室。“我希望参观现代艺术博物馆能激发你创作自己的艺术作品，”她说。 “我们来画手指画吧！”啊。 不可能。“我才不涂手指呢，”我

said. Everybody laughed even though I didn't say anything funny. "No, silly!" Ms. Hannah told me as she took some tubes of paint out of the closet. "You use your fingers like a paintbrush." "What should we paint?" asked Emily. "Anything you like!" replied Ms. Hannah. "Express your creativity. Just

说。大家都笑了，尽管我没说什么好笑的话。 “不,傻!”汉娜一边从壁橱里拿出几管颜料一边告诉我。 “你的手指就像画笔一样。” “我们该画什么呢？”艾米丽问。 “你喜欢什么都行！” 汉娜。“表达你的创造力。 只是

paint what you love." "I love flowers," Andrea said. "I'm going to make a pretty picture of roses in a colorful garden." "I'm going to make a barn next to Andrea's rose garden," said Emily. "I'm going to make a picture of a hurricane," I said, "blowing down a barn and crushing a garden full of roses." Andrea rolled her eyes. "That's mean!" Emily said. She looked like she was going to cry, as usual. "Hey, I'm just expressing my creativity," I told her. Everybody got to work. Ryan started finger painting a picture of a car. Michael started finger painting a picture of a football. Everybody was hard at work finger painting. I didn't want to get that yucky finger paint all over my hands. It was gross. I just sat there watching everybody. Ms. Hannah walked around the room

画你喜欢的东西。”“我喜欢花，”安德里亚说。 “我要在五彩缤纷的花园里画一幅漂亮的玫瑰画。” “我要在安德里亚的玫瑰园旁边建一个谷仓，”艾米丽说。 “我要拍一幅飓风的照片，”我说，“飓风吹倒了一个谷仓，压碎了一个长满玫瑰的花园。” 安德烈翻了个白眼。“这是意思!”艾米丽说。 她看起来像往常一样要哭了。 “嘿，我只是在表达我的创造力，”我告诉她。 每个人都要工作。瑞恩开始用手指画一辆车。 迈克尔开始用手指画足球。 每个人都在努力画手指画。 我可不想把那恶心的手指画弄得到处都是。 太恶心了。我只是坐在那里看着大家。 汉娜在房间里走来走去

looking at everybody's artwork. "That's very nice, Andrea," she said. "That's lovely, Neil," she said. "Very interesting, Alexia," she said. Grown-ups say "very interesting" when something is terrible but they don't want to hurt a kid's feelings. I'm on to their tricks. "A.J.," whispered Emily, "why aren't you finger painting?" "None of your beeswax," I told her. "Ms. Hannah!" Andrea called out. "A.J. isn't finger painting." Why can't a truck full of finger paint fall on tattletale Andrea's head? She stuck out her tongue at me as Ms. Hannah came over to my table. "Is anything wrong, A.J.?" Ms. Hannah asked. "Don't you want to create some artwork?" "No," I said. "I'm not artistic." Ms. Hannah laughed. "Oh, come on! Remember what Professor Pitt told us.

看每个人的作品。 “那太好了，安德里亚，”她说。 “太好了，尼尔，”她说。 “很有趣，亚历克西娅。”她说。 当事情很糟糕的时候，大人们会说“非常有趣”，但他们不想伤害孩子的感情。 我知道他们的把戏了。“aj，”艾米丽小声说，“你为什么不手指画呢？”“不关你的事，”我告诉她。 “汉娜女士!”安德里亚喊道。 “A.J.不是手指画。” 为什么一卡车手指画不能砸到爱告密的安德里亚头上？ 她向我伸出舌头。 汉娜走到我的桌子旁。 “出什么事了吗，A.J.?”Ms。 汉娜问道。“你不想创作一些艺术品吗？”“不，”我说。 “我不懂艺术。”汉娜笑了。 “哦，别这样！”记住皮特教授告诉我们的。

Everyone is artistic. Let's go, A.J. This period is almost over. I want to see you make some art before the bell rings." Ms. Hannah walked away. I looked at the clock. There were five minutes left in the period. How was I supposed to make art in just five minutes? I didn't have any ideas. Four minutes. Three minutes. Two minutes. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. I had to think fast. That's when I came up with the greatest idea in the history of the world. I picked up a tube of finger paint. Then I tore off a long piece of Scotch tape from the tape dispenser. "What are you doing, A.J.?" asked Emily. "You'll see." I stuck the strip of tape to the tube of finger paint. Then I got up and taped the

每个人都是艺术家。走吧，A.J. 这一时期即将结束。 我想在下课铃响之前看到你创作一些艺术品。” 汉娜走开了。我看了看钟。 本节还剩五分钟。 我怎么能在短短五分钟内创作出艺术品呢？ 我没有任何想法。四分钟。 三分钟。两分钟。 我不知道该说什么。 我不知道该怎么办。我必须快速思考。 就在那时，我想到了世界历史上最伟大的想法。 我拿起一管手指画。 然后我从胶带分配器撕下一长段透明胶带。 “你在干什么，A.J.?”艾米丽问。 “你会看到的。”我把胶带粘在手指画管上。 然后我站起来，把

tube against the wall. "There!" I announced. "That's my art." Everybody laughed. "That's not art!" said Andrea. "You just taped a tube of paint to the wall." "Yeah, I know," I said. "Art is in the eye of the bee holder." "It is not!" "Is too!" "Oooooooooh," said Ryan. "A.J. and Andrea are bickering. They must be in love!" "When are you gonna get married?" asked Michael. "Settle down, kids," said Ms. Hannah. "Admit it, Arlo," whispered Andrea. "You're just too lazy to paint a picture." "Hey," I told Andrea, "Professor Armpit said anything can be art. This is a thing, so it's art."

管子靠在墙上。“有!”我宣布。 “那是我的艺术。”每个人都笑了。 “那不是艺术！”安德烈说。 “你刚在墙上粘了一管油漆。” “是的，我知道，”我说。“艺术存在于持蜂人的眼中。” “不是的！”“太!”“哦哦哦，”瑞恩说。 a。j。和Andrea在吵架。 他们一定是相爱了！”“你打算什么时候结婚？”迈克尔问。 “安静点，孩子们。” 汉娜。“承认吧，阿乐。”安德烈低声说。 “你就是懒得画画。” “嘿，”我告诉安德里亚，“腋窝教授说任何东西都可以成为艺术。 这是一个东西，所以它是艺术。”