Chapter 5

Chapter 5 "Millie, what's wrong?" Mom asked as she spotted Millie frantically searching her bag again. The bunnies hopped out of sight as quick as a flash. "I can't find Trixie!" Millie blurted out. "Who's Trixie?" Mom replied, confused.

第五章 “米莉，你怎么啦？” 妈妈看到米莉又在慌慌张张翻自己的包，开口问道。 小兔子们唰的一下，一下子就跳得没影了。 “我找不到特里克西了！” 米莉脱口而出。 “特里克西是谁呀？” 妈妈满是疑惑地回应道。

Millie gulped. She had completely forgotten only she knew about the Ballet Bunnies. "Trixie is my…my…" Millie paused. "My lucky hair clip," she added quickly. "Oh, Millie," Mom said, scooping her up in a big hug.

米莉咽了咽口水。 她完全忘了，只有自己知道芭蕾小兔子们的存在。 “特里克西是我的……我的……”米莉顿住了。 “我的幸运发夹，”她连忙补充道。 “哎呀，米莉。”妈妈说着，一把把她抱进怀里给了个大大的拥抱。

"I can't do the show without her," Millie cried. "I mean it. I can't do the show without it." "Have you taken a good look around?" Mom asked. "Yes. I've looked everywhere. It's completely lost," Millie said, tears starting to roll down her

“没有她我演出就演不了了，”米莉哭着说。 “我是说真的。 没有它我演不了的。” “你有没有好好在周围找找呀？” 妈妈问。 “找过了。 我到处都找遍了。 它肯定是丢了，”米莉说着，眼泪开始从她的

cheeks. "It's all my fault." Mom wiped away the tears from Millie's cheeks and smoothed back her hair. "Sometimes things get misplaced, but it's okay," Mom said. "It's no one's fault." Mom checked the stage and the props. She rummaged through the piles of costumes. She looked up and down the corridor and checked in Millie's bag too, but she couldn't find Millie's lucky hair clip either. She put Millie's belongings back into her bag as Millie copied Mom, searching the stage, the corridor, and the costumes. "Maybe you dropped it on your way here," Mom suggested to Millie.

脸颊滚落下来。 “全都是我的错。” 妈妈擦去米莉脸颊上的眼泪，把她的头发轻轻捋到后面。 “有时候东西就是会放错地方，没关系的，”妈妈说。 “这不是任何人的错。” 妈妈检查了舞台和道具。 她翻了翻那一堆堆的演出服。 她在走廊来回找了个遍，也检查了米莉的包，可还是没找到米莉的幸运发夹。 她把米莉的东西放回包里，米莉也学着妈妈的样子，找了舞台、走廊还有那些演出服。 “说不定你是来的路上把它弄掉了，”妈妈给米莉提了个建议。

Millie couldn't focus on what Mom was saying. Her mind whirred. She felt frightened at the thought of Trixie being somewhere unfamiliar all alone. Mom took Millie's hands in hers, bringing Millie's worried mind back to where they were. "When I lose something, I find retracing my steps helps," Mom said. "Retracing your steps?" Millie repeated. "Yes." Mom nodded. "I think about where I have been and I follow my steps back." "Like in the dance routine?" Millie asked, confused. "Exactly!" Mom said. "Your hair clip is clearly not here, and you definitely had it when we left home this morning." She pulled Millie to her feet and swung Millie's bag over her shoulder. "If we follow our steps to where we were last, we might find it along the way." She hugged Millie close. "We'll retrace our steps just like in your dance routine. Don't worry, Millie."

米莉根本没心思听妈妈在说什么。 她的脑子转个不停。 一想到特里克西独自待在某个陌生的地方，她就心里发慌。 妈妈握住米莉的手，把米莉飘远的思绪拉回了当下。 “我丢东西的时候，发现原路返回找找很有用，”妈妈说。 “原路返回？” 米莉重复了一遍。 “对呀。” 妈妈点了点头。 “我会回想自己都去过哪些地方，然后顺着来时的路往回走。” “就像舞蹈动作里的走位那样？” 米莉一脸困惑地问。 “没错！” 妈妈说。 “你的发夹显然不在这儿，而且我们今天早上出门的时候你肯定还戴着它的。” 她拉着米莉站起来，把米莉的包甩到自己肩上。 “我们顺着刚才的路，往我们之前待过的地方走，说不定路上就能找到它了。” 她紧紧抱了抱米莉。 “我们就像你跳舞里的走位那样原路返回。 别担心，米莉。