1 The Piece of Wood That Laughed and Cried

Pinocchio Retold from the Carlo Collodi original

《木偶奇遇记》改编自卡洛·科洛迪原著

CHAPTER 1 The Piece of Wood That Laughed and Cried This is not a story about a great and brave king, little ones. It is not a tale about a princess. No, believe it or not, it is a story about a piece of wood—and not even a fancy piece of wood at that. Just a simple, solid little log. The kind that makes cold rooms cozier when placed into roaring fireplaces in the winter. This particular piece of wood happened to live in a little carpentry shop owned by a Mr. Antonio, whose nose was so round and red and ripe-looking that some people called him

小朋友们，这不是一个关于伟大勇敢的国王的故事。 这不是一个关于公主的故事。 不，信不信由你，这是一个关于一块木头的故事，甚至不是一块漂亮的木头。 只是一根简单、结实的小原木。 冬天把它放在咆哮的壁炉里，让寒冷的房间变得更舒适。 这块特别的木头碰巧住在一家小木工店里，店主是安东尼奥先生，他的鼻子又圆又红，看起来很成熟，所以有人叫他

Mr. Cherry, after the fruit. Mr. Antonio had big plans for that little piece of wood. He intended to turn it into a leg for his coffee table. But just as he raised his ax and was about to chop, he heard a tiny little voice say, "Oh please, not too hard!" Mr. Antonio spun around, but he couldn't see who had spoken. He looked under his work bench, inside the closet, and even sifted through a pile of sawdust, but he found no one. He opened the door and looked up and down the street—still no one! Deciding that he had imagined it, Mr. Antonio raised his ax again. This time he struck the wood. "Owwww!" wailed the same wee voice. This was too much for Mr. Antonio. He was so scared now that his eyes bulged like balloons, his stuttering mouth fell open, and

樱桃先生，以水果命名。 安东尼奥先生对那块小木头有个大计划。 他打算把它做成咖啡桌的桌腿。 但就在他举起斧头准备砍的时候，他听到一个微小的声音说：“哦，请不要太用力！”安东尼奥先生转过身来，但他看不清是谁在说话。 他在工作台下面找了一遍，在壁橱里找了一遍，甚至在一堆锯末里找了一遍，但没有找到一个人。 他打开门，朝街上看了看——还是没有人！安东尼奥先生断定这是他的幻觉，于是又举起了斧头。 这次他敲的是木头。 “哎哟！”还是那个小声音叫道。 这对安东尼奥先生来说太过分了。 他现在吓坏了，眼睛肿得像气球，结巴的嘴巴张得大大的，而且

his tongue hung out over his lower lip. "Is there someone hiding inside this wood?" he shrieked. "If so, I'll fix you!" Mr. Antonio threw the wood on the floor, then smashed it against the walls, and even banged it against the ceiling. "What do you have to say about that?" he asked, feeling slightly silly to be talking to a piece of wood. There was no reply. Mr. Antonio sat perfectly still and waited for an additional ten minutes—but there was still nothing. "I did imagine it," he concluded with relief. Taking some sandpaper, Mr. Antonio began to smooth and shape the cut wood. And wouldn't you know it, the little voice came back! This time it was giggling. "Oh, hee-hee, haha," it said. "Stop it! That sandpaper tickles my sensitive skin!"

他的舌头垂在下唇上。 “树林里藏着什么人吗？”他尖叫道。 “如果是这样，我就治好你！”安东尼奥把木头扔在地板上，然后往墙上摔，甚至还往天花板上撞。 “你有什么要说的？”他问，觉得跟一块木头说话有点傻。 没有回答。安东尼奥先生一动不动地坐着，又等了十分钟——但仍然没有动静。 “这是我想象出来的，”他宽慰地说。 安东尼奥先生拿了一些砂纸，开始把劈开的木头磨平、打磨。 你不知道吗，那个小声音又回来了！这次它在咯咯地笑。 “哦，嘿嘿，哈哈，”它说。 “住手!那张砂纸把我敏感的皮肤弄痒了！”

This was the last straw. Poor Mr. Antonio was so confused and upset that he fell to the floor, his bright red nose turning blue. At that moment, Mr. Cherry looked more like Mr. Blueberry. Just then, there was a knock at the door. It was Mr. Antonio's friend, Geppetto. Geppetto was a jolly old man with a nickname of his own. The boys in the neighborhood teased him and called him Polendina, the Italian word for polenta, because his yellow wig looked like a bowl of that cornmeal mush. Geppetto hated this nickname and flew into a rage whenever anyone used it. Of course, this only made people do it more often. "My friend," Geppetto asked Mr. Antonio as he entered, "what are you doing on the floor?" "What do you think I am doing? Teaching

这是最后一根稻草。可怜的安东尼奥先生是如此困惑和沮丧，他跌倒在地板上，他的鲜红的鼻子变成了蓝色。 在那一刻，樱桃先生看起来更像蓝莓先生。 就在这时，有人敲门。 是安东尼奥先生的朋友杰佩托。 杰佩托是一个快乐的老人，有自己的绰号。 邻居的男孩们取笑他，叫他Polendina，在意大利语中是玉米粥的意思，因为他的黄色假发看起来就像一碗玉米粥。 杰佩托讨厌这个绰号，只要有人用它，他就勃然大怒。 当然，这只会让人们更频繁地这样做。 “我的朋友，”杰佩托进门时问安东尼奥先生，“你在地板上干什么？”“你以为我在干什么？” 教学

the ants the alphabet?" Mister Antonio joked. "I fell down. What brings you here?" "My legs," Geppetto joked back. "I have something very exciting to tell you. I've decided to make a puppet. One that can dance and do flips in the air. Together, we will travel the world and become rich and famous. What do you think?" "Sounds like a great plan, Polendina!" yelled you know who. Geppetto's face turned bright red. "What did you call me?" he asked his friend. "I didn't say a word," Mr. Antonio replied truthfully. "You called me Polendina," Geppetto growled. Mr. Antonio said, "No I didn't!" "Yes you did!" Geppetto yelled. This happened a few times, the men growing angrier every time. Eventually the

蚂蚁在看字母表吗？”安东尼奥先生开玩笑说。 “我摔倒了。什么风把你吹来了？”“我的腿。”杰佩托开玩笑地回答。 “我有件非常激动人心的事要告诉你。 我决定做一个木偶。 一个能在空中跳舞和翻筋斗的。 我们将一起环游世界，变得富有和出名。 你觉得怎么样？”“听起来是个好计划，波伦迪娜！”你知道谁叫道。 杰佩托的脸涨得通红。 “你叫我什么？”他问他的朋友。 “我什么也没说，”安东尼奥如实回答。 “你叫我Polendina，”杰佩托咆哮道。 安东尼奥先生说：“不，我没有！”“不，你说了！”盖比特喊道。 这种情况发生了几次，每一次男人都变得更加愤怒。 最终,