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小宝的每周一书_ALLEY OOPS(2007年)
整理了一些英文书,是我之前推荐给朋友的孩子的,小宝2006-2007年的英文书。喜欢的就拿去吧。
小宝的每周一书_ALLEY OOPS(2007年)
Alley Oops
“Jonathan Jason Jax! Get in here right now!”
“Uh-oh,” J.J. said to himself.
“Sounds like trouble.”
“Young man,” Mr. Jax said.
“We need a father and son talk.”
J.J. rolled his eyes. “Which means you talk and I listen?”
“Watch it, wise guy,” Mr. Jax said.
“Do you know a new boy named Patrick Montgomery?”
J.J. sank deeper into his chair.
“You know who I mean. Pig-Pen? Porky? The Big Oink? I hear that’s what you call him. He’s a little overweight.”
“A little? When he talks, the ground shakes.”
Mr. Jax put his hands on his hips. “His father stopped by. He says you’ve been picking on his son.”
J.J. shrugged. “He’s really fat. He sweats a lot.”
Mr. Jax frowned. “Heavy folks got a right to their space, same as skinny ones.”
“Now the boy doesn’t want to go to school. He’s having nightmares. How would you feel if everyone picked on you like that?”
J.J. narrowed his eyes. “Nobody would. Besides, I’m just having fun.”
“Well, once upon a time, when I was your age-“
J.J. yawned. “Are there going to be any dinosaurs in this story?”
Mr.Jax cleared his throat. “See if you can keep your eyes open until I getto the end.” He leaned forward. “When I was a boy, I was just like you– fast on my feet, even faster with my mouth.”
“One day a new kid came around.” Mr. Jax made a croaking sound. “And – he – talked – like – this.”
“Like a frog?”
Mr. Jax nodded. “He had freckles on his face and neck and all the way down his arms. I called him Frog Face.”
“We sat on his lunch and threw his jacket up a tree. One time I got everyone to make him hop until he cried. Sound familiar?
J.J. looked down at his feet.
“Thatkid never did anything to me. I didn’t even know him, really. Maybe Ididn’t know what I was doing. Or maybe I knew but didn’t care.” Mr. Jaxrubbed his chin. “ I thought I was just having fun.”
“What happened?”
“He moved away. I heard he went to a new school. I never thought I’d see him again.”
“Did you?”
“Well,last month I was in the hardware store and someone called out,‘Jo-seph-Ja-cod-Jax.’ It was Frog Face. Even after twenty years, I’dknow that voice anywhere.” Mr. Jax shook his head. “He still had thosefreckles, but now he was two heads taller than me. I stuck out my handbut he wouldn’t shake it.”
“What did he say?”
“He said, ‘I’m a police officer.
Iarrest people like you,’ and he showed me his badge. Everybody turnedaround and stared at me like I was a criminal. ‘Because of you,’ hesaid, ‘I felt bad about myself for the longest time. Sometimes I stillhear your voice in my head calling me names.’”
J.J. leaned forward. “So what did you say?”
“I told him I was sorry.
But he said it was too late.”
Mr. Jax sighed. “Now I feel really bad inside. You understand?”
J.J. nodded.
“Yourgrandpa used to say we have two dogs insides of us. One dog is bad. Theother dog is good. The two of them fight all the time.”
“Which dog wins?”
“The one you feed the most. You get to decide.” Mr. Jax paused. “You think on that awhile.”
Afterdinner, J.J. rode his bicyble down the street. The new boy, PatrickMontgomery, was raking leaves. His shirt stuck to his sweaty back. Whenhe saw J.J., he dropped the rake.
“You father told on me!” J.J. yelled.
“I didn’t want him to,” Patrick said, biting his lip. “ Did you get in trouble?” |
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