Horrid Henry's Sports Day

Horrid Henry's Sports Day. We all want Sports Day to be a great success tomorrow, announced Miss Battleaxe. I'm here to make sure that no one, she glared at Horrid Henry, spoils it. Horrid Henry glared back. Horrid Henry hated Sports Day. Last year he hadn't won a single event. He dropped his egg in the egg and spoon race, tripped over Rude Ralph in the three -legged race, and collided with Sour Susan in the sack race. Henry's team had even lost the tug of war. Most sickening of all, Perfect Peter had won both his races.

《淘气包亨利的运动会》 “我们都希望明天的运动会能办得非常成功。”战斧老师宣布道。 “我来这儿就是要确保没人——”她瞪了淘气包亨利一眼，“搞破坏。” 淘气包亨利也瞪了回去。 淘气包亨利最讨厌运动会了。 去年他一个项目都没赢过。 运蛋赛跑里他把蛋弄掉了，两人三足赛跑时他被粗鲁的拉尔夫绊倒了， 袋鼠跳比赛里又撞上了小气的苏珊。 亨利的队伍甚至连拔河比赛都输了。 最让他气闷的是，乖乖仔彼得参加的两场比赛都赢了。

If only the school had a sensible day, like TV -watching day, or chocolate -eating day, or who could guzzle the most crisp's day, Horrid Henry would be sure to win every prize. But no, he had to leap and dash about getting hot and bothered in front of stupid parents. When he became King, he'd make teachers run all the races, then behead the winners. King Henry the Horrible grinned happily. Pay attention, Henry! barked Miss Battle -Axe. What did I just say? Henry had no idea. Sports -days cancelled, he suggested hopefully. Miss Battle -Axe fixed him with her steely eyes. I said, no one is to bring any sweets tomorrow. You'll all be given a delicious, refreshing piece of orange. Henry slumped in his chair, scowling. All he could do was hope for rain.

要是学校能办点靠谱的节日就好了，比如看电视日，吃巧克力日， 或者比谁吃薯片最多的日子，那淘气包亨利肯定能把所有奖都抱回家。 可偏偏不行，他得又蹦又跑，在一群傻家长面前累得浑身冒汗、心烦意乱。 等他当上国王，他就要让所有老师去跑所有项目，然后把赢的人砍头。 “恐怖大王亨利”美滋滋地咧嘴笑了。 “注意力集中，亨利！”战斧老师吼道，“我刚才说什么了？” 亨利完全没听见。“运动会取消了？”他满怀期待地试探道。 战斧老师用冷冰冰的眼神死死盯着他。 “我说，明天谁都不许带糖果。每个人都会分到一块美味的、 清爽的橙子。”亨利瘫在椅子上，满脸不高兴。 他现在唯一能指望的就是下雨了。

Sports -day dawned bright and sunny. Rats! thought Henry. He could, of course, pretend to be sick. But he'd tried that last year, and Mum hadn't been fooled. The year before that, he complained he'd hurt his leg. Unfortunately, Dad then caught him dancing on the table. It was no use. He'd just have to take part. If only he could win a race. Perfect Peter bounced into his room. Sports -day today, beamed Peter, and I'm responsible for bringing the hard -boiled eggs for the egg and spoon races. Isn't it exciting? No! screeched Henry. Get out of here! But I only, began Peter. Henry leapt at him, roaring. He was a cowboy lassoing a runaway steer. Yee -haw! squealed Peter. Stop being horrid, Henry! shouted Dad. Or no pocket money this week! Henry let Peter go. It's so unfair, he muttered, picking up his clothes from the floor and putting them on. Why did he never win?

运动会当天一大早，天朗气清，阳光明媚。 该死！亨利心想。 当然啦，他可以假装生病。 可去年他已经试过这招了，妈妈根本没上当。 前年呢，他说自己腿受伤了。 倒霉的是，爸爸刚好撞见他在桌子上蹦跶。 装病没用的，他只能去参加运动会了。 要是他能赢一场比赛就好了。 乖乖仔彼得蹦蹦跳跳地进了他的房间。 “今天开运动会啦！”彼得笑得满脸灿烂，“我负责带鱼蛋赛跑要用的煮鸡蛋哦，是不是超棒的？” “一点都不！”亨利尖声叫道，“滚出去！” “可我只是……”彼得刚开口。 亨利朝他扑过去，嘴里大吼大叫，假装自己是套逃跑公牛的牛仔。 “呀嚯！”彼得吓得尖叫起来。 “别闹了亨利！”爸爸吼道，“不然这周零花钱别想要了！” 亨利只好放开了彼得。 “太不公平了，”他一边嘟囔，一边捡起地上的衣服穿上，“为什么我从来都赢不了？”

from the secret sweet tin he kept there. Horrid Henry was a master at eating sweets in school without being detected. At least he could scoff something good while the others were stuck eating dried -up old orange pieces. Then he stomped downstairs. Perfect Peter was busy packing hard -boiled eggs into a carton. Horrid Henry sat down scowling and gobbled up the

从他藏在那儿的秘密糖罐里。 淘气包亨利最擅长在学校偷吃糖果，还不会 被人发现。 至少等其他人只能老老实实 吃干巴巴的老橙子瓣的时候，他能吃点好东西。 接着他噔噔噔地走下了楼。 乖乖仔彼得正忙着把煮鸡蛋装进纸盒里。 淘气包亨利皱着眉头坐下，狼吞虎咽地吃起了

"'Good luck, boys,' said Mum. "'I'll be there to cheer for you.' "'Moof!' growled Henry. "'Thanks, Mum,' said Peter. "'I expect I'll win my egg and spoon race again, but of course it doesn't matter if I don't. It's how you play that counts.' "'Shut up, Peter!' snarled Henry. "'Egg and spoon! Egg and spoon!' that disgusting phrase once more, he would start flotting at the mouth. "'Mum, Henry told me to shut up,' wailed Peter, and he attacked me this morning. "'Stop being horrid, Henry,' said Mum. "'Peter, come with me and we'll comb your hair. I want you to look your best when you win that trophy again.' Henry's blood boiled. He felt like snatching those eggs and hurling them against the wall.

“‘祝你们好运，孩子们。’妈妈说。 “‘我会去现场给你们加油的。’ “‘唔！’ 亨利嘟囔道。 “‘谢谢妈妈！’彼得说。 “‘我觉得我运蛋赛跑肯定又能赢，不过就算赢不了也没关系啦， 我不会在意的。 重在参与嘛。’ “‘闭嘴，彼得！’ 亨利恶狠狠地说。 “‘运蛋赛跑！ 运蛋赛跑！’ 要是再听见这句恶心的话，他就要气得口吐白沫了。 “‘妈妈，亨利让我闭嘴，’彼得哭唧唧地告状，‘而且他今天早上还打我了。’ “‘别调皮了，亨利。’妈妈说。 “‘彼得，跟我来，我给你梳梳头。 等你再赢个奖杯回家的时候，要看起来漂漂亮亮的。’ 亨利气得火冒三丈。 他恨不得一把抢过那些鸡蛋，狠狠砸到墙上。