1 SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH

IVY + BEAN NO NEWA IS GOOD NEWS by annie barrows

安妮·巴罗斯的《常春藤+豆子没有新闻就是好消息》

SQUISH, SQUISH, SQUISH Bean looked around the lunch table. Vanessa had it. She got it every day. Zuzu had it. Emma had it. Marga-Lee had it. Dusit and Eric had it. Even MacAdam had it. Everyone had it except Bean and Ivy. While Bean watched, Vanessa opened her lunchbox and took out a small red ball. It was a ball of cheese, but nobody cared about the cheese. The cheese was totally unimportant. The important thing was the coating around the cheese. It was wax. The wax was red. It was smooth. If you pulled on the secret string inside it, the wax split into two halves. You unfolded them and took the cheese out. Sometimes you took a bite of cheese. Mostly, you didn't. You rolled the wax

扁豆，扁豆，扁豆环顾了一下饭桌。 凡妮莎有。她每天都收到。 祖祖有。艾玛得了。Marga-Lee有。 杜西特和埃里克有过。就连麦克亚当也有。 除了比恩和艾薇，每个人都有。 在比恩的注视下，凡妮莎打开她的午餐盒，拿出一个红色的小球。 那是一团奶酪，但没人在乎奶酪。 奶酪完全不重要。 重要的是奶酪周围的涂层。 那是蜡。蜡是红色的。 很顺利。如果你拉一下里面的秘密线，蜡就会分成两半。 你打开它们，把奶酪拿了出来。 有时你会咬一口奶酪。 大多数情况下，你没有。你把蜡滚了

between your hands until it was warm. Once it was warm, you could squish it. You could squish it and squish it. You could make it into a shape. You could put it on your face. You could hold it for the rest of the day, and it would get dirtier and dirtier, until finally it was a small brown lump. Then you could stick it in the middle of your table and say it was a booger. "Lookit," said Vanessa, rolling her wax. "I'm making a soccer ball." Maybe Mom surprised me, Bean thought. Maybe she sneaked a cheese ball in my lunch for a special surprise. She peeked in her lunchbox. Nope. "Lookit," said Zuzu. She had made a little wax horn. "I'm a unicorn." She stuck it in the middle of her forehead. Bean could grab the horn. She could grab it and run away with it and move to another country where she wouldn't get in trouble. She sighed. Ivy poked her with an elbow. "Pretend you don't care," she whispered.

在你的双手之间直到它变暖。 一旦它变热，你就可以把它压扁。 你可以把它压扁再压扁。 你可以把它做成一个形状。 你可以把它涂在脸上。 你可以拿着它一整天，它会变得越来越脏，直到最后变成一个棕色的小肿块。 然后你可以把它放在桌子中间，说那是鼻屎。 “看，”凡妮莎一边说，一边揉着蜡。 “我在做一个足球。” 也许妈妈吓了我一跳，比恩想。 也许她在我午餐里偷偷放了个奶酪球给我个惊喜。 她偷看她的午餐盒。 不。“看，”祖祖说。 她做了一个蜡制的小喇叭。 “我是独角兽。”她把它贴在前额中间。 比恩可以抓住那只角。她可以抓住它，带着它跑到另一个国家，在那里她不会惹上麻烦。 她叹了口气。艾薇用胳膊肘捅了捅她。 “假装你不在乎，”她低声说。

"Check this out," said Dusit. He stuck his wax underneath his nose so it looked like blood was dripping out. "Ms. Aruba-Tate's going to freak." Bean turned to Eric, who was squishing his wax flat. "Trade you my granola bar for your wax," she said. She waved the bar at him. "Mmm! Granola!"

“看看这个，”杜西特说。 他把蜡贴在鼻子下面，这样看起来就像有血在滴落。 “阿鲁巴-塔特女士会发疯的。” 比恩转向埃里克，后者正在压扁他的蜡油。 “用我的格兰诺拉燕麦棒换你的蜜蜡，”她说。 她向他挥动酒吧。“嗯!格兰诺拉麦片!”

He glanced at it. "Yuck. Lookit." He stuck the wax over his eye. "Do I look like a one-eye?" "Why don't you put it in your ear?" said Bean. "Your mom will think your brains are dropping out." That's what Bean would do. "No," said Eric. "I'm a one-eye." "They're called Cyclops," said Ivy. Bean turned to MacAdam. "How about a nice granola bar, MacAdam old buddy? I'll trade for your wax." MacAdam shook his head. He held his red ball of cheese in front of his face and looked at it. Then he bit it. Bean watched him chew wax and cheese. When he swallowed, she had to look away. What a waste of wax.

他瞥了一眼。“恶心。看。” 他把蜡敷在眼睛上。 “我看起来像一只眼睛吗？”“你为什么不把它放进耳朵里呢？”比恩说。 “你妈妈会认为你的大脑在退化。” 这就是比恩会做的。 “不，”埃里克说。“我是一只独眼。” “他们叫独眼巨人，”艾薇说。 比恩转向麦克亚当。“来条美味的格兰诺拉麦片怎么样，麦克亚当老伙计？” 我想跟你换蜡。”麦克亚当摇了摇头。 他把红色的奶酪球举到面前看着它。 然后他咬了它。比恩看着他嚼着蜡和奶酪。 当他吞咽时，她不得不把目光移开。 真是浪费蜡。