神奇树屋 · 11 Lions at Lunchtime

07 Hi. There

Chapter 7. Hi there. The forest was cooler than the sunny plains. It was filled with shadows and bird calls. Where are you? Jack shouted. Here! said Annie. He found her in a thick glade. Bright rays streamed between the trees. Green leaves and vines swayed in the dappled light. The little grey bird sat in a tree, twittering at them.

第7章 嗨,你好呀。 森林比晒着太阳的平原凉快多了,到处都是树影和鸟儿的鸣叫声。 你在哪儿呀?杰克大声喊道。 我在这儿呢!安妮答道。杰克在一片茂密的林间空地里找到了她。 明亮的阳光从树缝间洒落下来,绿叶和藤蔓在斑驳的光影里轻轻摇晃。 那只灰色的小鸟停在树上,对着他们叽叽喳喳叫个不停。

Yuck, what's that?" said Annie. She pointed at a round brown thing hanging from a low branch. Bees buzzed around it. If that's her nest, it's a pretty weird nest, said Annie. That's not a nest, said Jack. It's a beehive. Don't you see the bees? Yikes, said Annie. She stepped back from the tree, but the little bird darted at the beehive and pecked at it. What's she doing? said Annie. The bird kept pecking at the hive. I don't know, maybe she's as nuts as you, said Jack. Look her up in the book, said Annie. See if it says she's nuts. Are you kidding? said Jack. That nutty...

“咦,那是什么呀?”安妮问道。 她指着一根矮树枝上挂着的棕色圆东西。 蜜蜂围着它嗡嗡地打转。 要是那是她的鸟窝,那这个窝也太奇怪啦,安妮说。 那才不是鸟窝呢,杰克说。 那是蜂窝呀。 你没看到那些蜜蜂吗? 哎呀!安妮叫道。 她连忙往后退开那棵树,可那只小鸟却嗖地冲向蜂窝,对着它啄了起来。 她在干什么呀?安妮问。 小鸟不停地啄着蜂窝。 我不知道呀,说不定她和你一样疯疯癫癫的,杰克说。 你翻翻书找找她的资料呀,安妮说。 看看书上是不是说她是个小疯子。 你开玩笑吧?杰克说。 这小疯子...

The bird isn't going to be in this book. Just look." Jack opened his Africa book. He kept turning the pages. Just as he thought, there was no gray bird in the book. Forget it, he said. Keep looking, said Annie. Jack turned one more page, and there it was. A little gray bird, a beehive, and a tall painted warrior with a spear. I don't believe this, said Jack. Then he read aloud, This bird is called a honey guide. It's both a friend and a helper to the Maasai people, an African tribe known for their fierce fighting skills and bravery.

这本书里才不会有这种鸟的资料呢。 你就找找嘛。 杰克翻开了他那本讲非洲的书。 他一页一页地翻着。 就像他想的那样,书里根本没有灰鸟的相关内容。 算了吧,他说。 再接着找找嘛,安妮说。 杰克又多翻了一页,嘿,还真有。 一只灰色的小鸟,一个蜂窝, 还有一个脸上画着彩绘、手里拿着长矛的高个子武士。 这也太神奇了吧,杰克说。 接着他大声读了出来: 这种鸟叫做导蜜鸟。 它是马赛人的好朋友和好帮手, 马赛人是非洲的一个部落,以骁勇善战、胆识过人闻名。

Hi, honey guide," Annie called to the bird. I knew you were important. Jack kept reading. The honey guide leads a Maasai tribe's person to a beehive. The bird waits for him or her to scatter the bees and take the honey. Then the bird feasts on the honeycomb. That's cool, said Jack. They work together like the zebras and wildebeests and gazelles. Yeah, said Annie, and she wants us to be her helpers. We have to scatter the bees and leave her the honeycomb. How do we do that, said Jack. He looked back at the book. It didn't say how. Well, maybe we could wave those weasels.

“嗨,小导蜜鸟~”安妮对着小鸟打招呼。 我就知道你可不是普通的小鸟。 杰克接着往下读。 导蜜鸟会把马赛人带到有蜂窝的地方。 小鸟会等着那个人把蜜蜂赶开,拿走蜂蜜。 之后小鸟就可以饱餐一顿蜂房啦。 这也太酷了吧,杰克说。 他们就像斑马、角马和羚羊一样互相合作。 对呀,安妮说,她现在就是想让我们当她的帮手呢。 我们得把蜜蜂赶开,然后把蜂房留给她。 我们要怎么做呢?杰克问。 他回头翻了翻书。 书里没说具体要怎么做。 对啦,我们可以挥那些草呀

at them," said Annie. She pointed to some bright green plants that looked like giant fans. Jack put his book and backpack down. He and Annie pulled up the weeds. They waved them near the tree and the bees scattered. Next, Jack grabbed the tree branch and jiggled it. The hive fell to the ground and broke open. Annie stooped and stuck her finger into the golden honeycomb. Yummy, she said when she tasted the honey. Try it. Jack stuck his finger in the honeycomb.

赶它们呀,”安妮说。她指着几株长得像大扇子的鲜绿色植物。 杰克放下书和背包,和安妮一起拔了些草,他们挥着草 凑到树旁边,蜜蜂果然都被赶走了。接着杰克抓住树枝晃了晃。 蜂窝掉到地上摔开了,安妮弯下腰,把手指伸进 金灿灿的蜂房里。 “好好吃呀,”安妮尝了尝蜂蜜说,“你也试试。”杰克也把手指伸进了蜂房。

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