Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Survey survey (n) a series of questions that investigates the opinions or experiences of a group of people Jessie was irritated. The color photocopier in her mom's office wasn't working. At least, it wasn't printing color copies. A yellow light blinked, telling her that one of the color ink tanks was empty. To Jessie, this was a tragedy. The wings of the butterflies were supposed to be bright blue. The hearts were meant to be red. The delicate centers of the daisies were colored a buttery yellow. In disgust, she punched the "copy" button and printed out twenty-seven copies of her survey in boring black and white.

调查(n)调查一群人的意见或经历的一系列问题杰西被激怒了。 她妈妈办公室的彩色复印机坏了。 至少，它没有打印彩色副本。 一盏黄灯闪烁着，告诉她其中一个彩色墨水罐空了。 对杰西来说，这是一场悲剧。 蝴蝶的翅膀应该是亮蓝色的。 心应该是红色的。 雏菊娇嫩的花心被涂成了淡黄色。 她厌恶地按下了“复印”按钮，用单调的黑白打印出了27份调查报告。

Then she packed the special survey box she'd made into her backpack and walked out the door. On the playground, she stayed apart from the others, waiting for the bell that would signal it was time to line up. Megan, of course, was late as usual, and Jessie didn't know if the other girls were mad at her, too. She decided not to ask them. Evan had explained this to her: asking people if they were mad at you sometimes made them even madder. Jessie wasn't the only one keeping to herself that morning. David Kirkorian was also on his own, wandering along the edge of the playground, picking up rocks, and talking to himself. Eventually, he worked his way around to where Jessie was standing, waiting for the bell. "What's that?" he asked, pointing at the stack of papers that Jessie held to her chest. "Nothing," said Jessie. "It can't be nothing," said David. "Just say

然后她把特制的调查箱装进背包，走出了门。 在操场上，她和其他人保持着距离，等待着该排队的铃声响起。 当然，梅金像往常一样迟到了，杰西不知道其他女孩是否也在生她的气。 她决定不去问他们。 埃文向她解释过：问别人是否生你的气，有时只会让他们更生气。 那天早上，杰西并不是唯一一个独自一人的人。 大卫·柯克里安也独自一人，沿着操场的边缘徘徊，捡起石头，自言自语。 最后，他绕到杰西站着等铃的地方。 “那是什么？”他指着杰西放在胸前的一叠文件问道。 “没什么，”杰西说。“不可能是什么，”大卫说。 “就说

'None ya' if you don't want to talk about it." "Okay, none ya." "Why?" asked David. "Is it a secret?" Jessie thought about that. It wasn't a secret. But it was about a secret, or really a whole lot of secrets. Jessie had that uncomfortable feeling that she was about to mess around in something she didn't really understand. Maybe David could help her figure it out. "Well, it's a survey. A bunch of questions. Everyone in the class fills one out—anonymously —and then I add everything up and hand out the results. In my newspaper. It's going to be the front-page story." "A survey about what?" He seemed really interested, and Jessie felt encouraged. Maybe this was a good idea. "Love," she said. "The survey asks if the person likes anyone, you know, like-likes. Anonymously. Obviously, no one's going to say out loud if they like someone else." She looked at David closely

如果你不想谈这件事，就说‘没有你’。” “好吧，没有。”大卫问：“为什么？” “这是个秘密吗？”杰西想了想。 这不是秘密。但这是关于一个秘密，或者实际上是一大堆秘密。 杰西有一种不舒服的感觉，她觉得自己要在一件自己并不真正理解的事情上瞎折腾了。 也许大卫能帮她弄明白。 “嗯，这是一项调查。一堆问题。 班上每个人都匿名填写一份表格，然后我把所有内容加起来，然后分发结果。 在报纸上。这将成为头版新闻。” “关于什么的调查？”他似乎真的很感兴趣，杰西感到很受鼓舞。 也许这是个好主意。 “爱，”她说。该调查询问受访者是否喜欢某个人。 匿名。显然，如果他们喜欢别人，没有人会大声说出来。” 她仔细地看着大卫

to see if he agreed with this statement. "Obviously," he said, looking up at the sky. "And then there are some other questions, too. You want to see?"

看看他是否同意这个说法。 “显然，”他抬头看着天空说。 “还有其他一些问题。 你想看吗？”

Survey 1. Do you have a crush on someone? 2. Is it someone in 4-0 3. Does the person know you have a crush on them? 4. What's the best way to tell someone you have a crush on them? (Circle one) tell them yourself ask a friend to tell them write a note other (please specify) write the name of the person You have a crush on (hint: disguise your handwriting)

调查1。你对某人有好感吗？ 2. 有人在4- 30吗？ 那个人知道你对他有好感吗？ 4. 告诉别人你对他有好感的最好方式是什么？ （圈一）亲自告诉他们，请朋友告诉他们写一张纸条，写上你喜欢的人的名字（提示：掩饰你的笔迹）

"Sure," said David, but he shrugged one shoulder casually as if to say that he didn't think the topic was really worth talking about. Still, when she handed him the top sheet from her stack, he readjusted his glasses and started to read with lightning speed. When he got to the bottom of the page, his eyes went right back to the top and started reading again. "Mrs. Overton is never going to let you pass this out," said David, giving the sheet back to Jessie as if it were a losing hand in gin rummy. "I'm going to convince her," said Jessie. "It's my extra credit project for math: finding practical ways to use decimals. She can't argue with that." "Yes, she can," said David, his lip curling just a little at one end. "She's the teacher. She can do whatever she wants." This was so true! Teachers did get to do whatever they wanted. Still, Mrs. Overton was pretty fair. Fairer than most. She couldn't say no

“当然，”大卫说，但他漫不经心地耸了耸肩，好像在说他认为这个话题真的不值得讨论。 尽管如此，当她把最上面那张纸递给他时，他调整了一下眼镜，开始以闪电般的速度阅读。 当他读到这一页的底部时，他的眼睛又回到了上面，开始读起来。 “奥弗顿太太是不会让你把这个发出去的，”大卫说着，把床单还给了杰西，就好像它是杜松子酒里输掉的一手牌。 “我要说服她，”杰西说。 “这是我的数学额外学分项目：找到使用小数的实用方法。 她不能否认这一点。” “是的，她可以，”大卫说，他的嘴唇在一端微微翘起。 “她是老师。她可以做任何她想做的事。” 这是真的！老师们想做什么就做什么。 不过，奥弗顿太太还是很公平的。 比大多数人都漂亮。她无法拒绝