Chapter 17

Sunday The next morning, Dad went to the newsagent's bright and early to get the PLUNKTHORPE DAILY BUGLE. I even had the scissors ready to cut out the article, frame it and display it in the cabinet with the rest of the trophies. Dad's face dropped when he handed it to me though. I looked at the front page and saw why. Instead of the variety show, it was a

星期天第二天一大早，爸爸就去报刊亭买《普朗克索普日报》。 我甚至准备好了剪刀，准备剪下这篇文章，把它框起来，和其他奖杯一起陈列在柜子里。 不过，当爸爸把它递给我时，他的脸沉了下来。 我看了头版，明白了原因。 这不是综艺节目，而是

picture of Agung— with the Flaming Lycheebill!

阿贡的照片-与燃烧的荔枝嘴！

Mr Yip pictured with the exotic 'Asian Flaming Lycheebill', so called due to its beak resembling the lumpy red skin of the tropical fruit Dad took it over to Agung and asked how on earth it had got there. Agung put his specs on and laughed loudly when he saw it. He said something in Chinese for what seemed like an absolute, agonising eternity, then Dad translated. He said that yesterday, while Mr Chan was driving him home, Agung had spotted the bird on a wall. It

叶先生和这只奇异的“亚洲烈焰荔枝嘴”拍了张照片，之所以这么叫是因为它的嘴像热带水果的红色疙瘩皮。爸爸把它带到阿贡，问它到底是怎么来的。 阿贡戴上眼镜，看到后大笑起来。 他用中文说了几句话，似乎过了一段绝对的、痛苦的时间，然后爸爸给他翻译。 他说，昨天，当陈先生开车送他回家时，阿贡在墙上发现了这只鸟。 它

definitely wasn't a crisp packet this time because he was wearing his specs for once! Mr Chan quickly pulled over, took a picture of Agung standing in front of it and emailed the photo to the newspaper office straight away. I couldn't believe it! The front page, hijacked by my own grandad! I turned over the front page in a huff and to my surprise, there was the drama club article taking up a whole double spread on pages two and three— WHOO-HOO! Plus in

这次绝对不是脆皮包，因为他戴了一次眼镜！陈先生迅速靠边停车，拍下阿贡站在台前的照片，并立即将照片通过电子邮件发送给报社。 我简直不敢相信！头版，被我自己的爷爷劫持了！我气呼呼地翻了翻第一版，令我吃惊的是，戏剧社的文章占据了第二和第三页整整两张版面。再加上在

the caption above the group photo they described me as...

他们在合影上面说我是…