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A giraffe and a half


A giraffe and a half
By  shel silverstein
If  you had a giraffe…
And he stretched another half…
You would have a giraffe and a half
If he put on a hat
and inside lived a rat…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
If you dressed him in a suit
and he looked very cute…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
If you glued a rose
to the tip of his nose…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose.
If a bumbley old bee
stung him right on the knee…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee.
If he put a shoe
and then stepped in some glue…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe.
If you gave him a flute
and he played tooty-toot…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute.
If he used a chair
to comb his hair…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute
with a chair in his hair.
If he tripped on a snake
who was eating some cake…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute
with a chair in his hair
and a snake eating cake.
If he found an old trunk
and inside was a skunk…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute
with a chair in his hair
and a snake eating cake
and a skunk in a trunk.
If he met a fat dragon
who sat in a wagon…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute
with a chair in his hair
and a snake eating cake
and a skunk in a trunk
and a dragon in a wagon.
If he jumped on a bike
and rode over a spike…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute
with a chair in his hair
and a snake eating cake
and a skunk in a trunk
and a dragon in a wagon
and a spike in his bike.
If a blubbery whale
got a hold of his tail…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute
with a chair in his hair
and a snake eating cake
and a skunk in a trunk
and a dragon in a wagon
and a spike in his bike
and a whale on his tail.
If he fell in a hole
that was dug by a mole…
You would have a giraffe and a half
with a rat in his hat
looking cute in a suit
with a rose on his nose
and a bee on his knee
and some glue on his shoe
playing toot on a flute
with a chair in his hair
and a snake eating cake
and a skunk in a trunk
and a dragon in a wagon
and a spike in his bike
and a whale on his tail
in a hole with a mole.
But … if you brought him a pole
to climb out of the hole…
and the whale left his tail
and went off for the mail…
and he gave the spiked bike
to a scout on a hike…
and he left the fat dragon
’cause his wagon was saggin’…
and he gave his chair
to a tired old bear…
and he traded the flute
to a bird for some fruit…
and he told that old snake
to go jump in the lake…
and a man who bought junk
bought the trunk with the skunk…
and he gave the rose
to a girl he chose…
while the bee on his knee
flew away with a flea…
and he put the shoe
with the glue
on you…
and that silly old rat ran
away with his hat…
and he put his suit
in the laundry chute…
and he shrank another half…
you would have a giraffe!

Harold’s Fairy Tale


Harold’s Fairy Tale
One evening Harold got out of bed, took his purple crayon and the moon along, and went for a walk in an enchanted garden.
Nothing grew in it. If he hadn’t known it was an enchanted garden, Harold scarcely would have called it a garden at all.
To find out what the trouble was, Harold decided to ask the king.
Kings live in large castles. Harold had to make sure the castle was big enough to be the king’s.
He didn’t want to waste time talking to any princes or earls, or dukes.
This was a king’s castle all right. It had tall towers and a big draw-gate to keep out people the king didn’t want to see.
But when the draw-gate was drawn closed, it kept Harold out too.
Harold shouted for the king to come down and let him in. But the gate didn’t open.
He walked along the edge of the enchanted garden beside the smooth wall of the castle---until he thought of his purple crayon.
A person smaller than a very small mouse would be able to get in.
Without even bending, he walked into a very small mouse hole.
He walked through the mousehole into the castle. He invited the mouse in too, but the mouse preferred to stay outside.
As he gazed around inside the big castle Harold felt very tiny.
And a king might not pay much attention to anybody who was smaller than a mouse. So Harold used his purple crayon again.
He made sure he was as tall as four and a half steps of stairs, his usual height.
Then he climbed up the stairs, looking for the king.
He went up and up and up, until he got so tired he couldn’t climb another step.
Luckily there were no more steps. He had reached the top.
He still couldn’t find the king. But he remembered kings sat on thrones.
The king’s throne looked very comfortable. Harold thought the king wouldn’t mind if he rested a few minutes.
He sat on the throne, wondering what it was like to be a king and wear a crown.
He tried it, with the king’s crown.
It was all right for a while. But the crown began to feel heavy.
So Harold put it on the king’s head.
As he thanked the king for the loan of the crown, he noticed the king looked sad—no doubt because of the garden.
He asked the king if the trouble was due to a witch or a giant. The king couldn’t say which. He looked sad and helpless.
Evidently the giant or witch—if the king couldn’t tell which it was—was invisible. But Harold told the king not to worry.
He set off to find the invisible witch or giant, brandishing his purple crayon. And –accidently—it made a hole in the wall.
The accident embarrassed Harold. But the hole was the handiest way out of the castle and he climbed through it.
When he looked down from the other side of the hole, he realized he had forgotten how high up he was.
He needed something tall to climb down on, something as tall as a steeple.
To fill the hole in the castle, Harold put a handsome and useful clock in it. He was surprised to see how late it was.
He slid down the steeple, to find the invisible witch or giant right away.
It wasn’t a steeple. It was a pointed hat. It was a GIANT WITCH.
The purple crayon made it plain—it was an invisible giant witch. Well, no wonder nothing grew in the enchanted garden.
How could anything grow, Harold said to himself, with a giant witch tramping around with big feet.
Now that he saw what the trouble was, all Harold had to do was drive the witch out of the enchanted garden.
Mosquitoes. Mosquitoes, Harold knew, will drive anybody out of a garden.
The mosquitoes drove out the witch.
They also were driving Harold out of the garden.
He had to make smoke to get rid of the mosquitoes.
And he had once heard somebody say that where there’s smoke there must be fire.
To put out the fire, he first thought of fire engines. But he decided to make it rain. Rain was easier.
The rain soaked everything—Harold too. But, he said, it’s good for the flowers.
He was right. Soon there were flowers.
Beautiful flowers popped up all over the enchanted garden, more than Harold was able to count, all in gorgeous bloom.
Harold thought how delighted and happy the king would be when he looked out from the castle in the morning.
And then, amazingly, the last flower turned out to be not a flower at all—but a lovely fairy.
She held out her magic wand as fairies always do when they’re giving somebody wishes that will come true.
Harold couldn’t think of a thing to wish for. But, to be polite, he took one wish and told the fairy he’d use it later.
Besides, Harold thought, as he started on his long walk home, a wish might come in handy sometime.
After all the excitement he suddenly felt tired. And he stopped to rest awhile.
He sat on a small rig because the ground was still somewhat damp from the rain. And he wished—
He wished the rug was a flying carpet. At once Harold felt it rise in the air.
It flew fast and high.
But when it went so fast it left the moon behind, Harold realized he didn’t know how to stop the carpet, or even slow it down.
He wished he’d taken tow wished form the fairy, so he could wish the flying carpet would land.
But he did have his purple crayon.
He landed the flying carpet in his living room, right behind the high-backed chair his mother sat in, knitting.
And he asked her to read him a story before he went back to bed.

Grandpa 外公


There would not be room for all the little seeds to grow.
Do worms go to Heaven?
One man went to mow Went to mow a meadow……
Little ducks, soup and sheep, sunshine in the trees……
I didn’t know Teddy was another little girl.
Noah knew that the ark was not far from land when he saw the dove carrying the olivebranch.
Could we float away in this house,Grandpa?
That was not a nice thing to say Grandpa.
This is a lovely chocolate ice-cream. It’s not chocolate, it’s strawberry.
When we get to the beach can we stay there for ever?
Yes, but we must go back for our tea at four o’clock.
When I’ve finished this lolly can we get some more? I need the sticks to make things.
When I was a boy we used to roll our wooden hoops down the street after school.
Were you once a baby as well, grandpa?
If I catch a fish we can cook it for supper.
What if you catch a whale, Grandpa?
Harry, Florence and I used to come down that hill like little arrows.
I remember one Christmas……You nearly slipped then, Grandpa.
Grandpa can’t come out to play today.
Tomorrow shall we go to Africa, and you can be the captain?

小老鼠和大老虎

I'm a rat, just a tiny little rat.
Tiger is big tough fellow.
We are best friends.  
      We used to have a little problem, though...

Whenever we played cowboys,
Tiger was always the good guy,
And I was the bad guy.

Tiger said, "The good guy always wins in the end."
      What could I say? I'm just a tiny little rat.
Whenever Tiger and I shared a doughnut, Tiger always
cut it so that his piece was bigger than mine.

Tiger said, "It's nice to share, isn't it?"
       What could I say? I'm just a tiny little rat.

Whenever Tiger saw a flower he liked,
he just pointed and expected me
to get it for him.

Tiger said, "Isn't nature beautiful?"
       What could I say? I'm just a tiny little rat.
One day I built a castle, the biggest one
I had ever made.
  "Look, Tiger!" I shouted proudly.
   Tiger said, "Nice job, Rat."

Then he jumped into the air and kicked
my castle to pieces!

"That's it, Tiger!" I screamed.
"You’re not my friend anymore.
I may be a tiny little rat
but you’re a big mean bully!
Good-bye!"
I was mad.  And I was sad.
But most of all, I was scared.
I had never yelled at Tiger like that before.

When Tiger found me, my heart almost
stopped.  I thought he might kick me just like he had kicked my castle.
"Go away, Tiger!' I shouted.
"I’m not afraid of you.  Leave me alone!"

But Tiger didn't come to kick me.

He had fixed my castle, and he wanted me to see it.  So I did.

But I told him, "I'm still not your friend."
The tiger asked me if I wanted to play the good cowboy for a change.  So
I did.

But I told him, "I'm still not your friend."

Next, Tiger asked me if I wanted to cut our doughnut for once.  So I did.

But I told him, "I'm still not your friend."

Finally, Tiger asked me if I wanted a flower.  So I pointed to one, and
Tiger bravely went to pick it for me.

"Maybe," I told him, "just maybe I'll be your friend again." Tiger smiled.
Ever since that day, we have gotten along just fine.  
We take turns at everything.  And we split
our doughnuts right down the middle.
    We do have a little problem, though...

A new kid on the block!

How Do Dinosaurs Get Well Soon?
                            JANE YOLEN&MARK TEAGUE
1 What if a dinosaur catches the flu? Does he whimper and while in between each Atchoo?
2 Does he drop dirty tissues all over the floor?
3 Does he fling all his medicine out of the door?
4 Does he flip off his covers with tooth and with tail?
5 Does he tip up his juice and get sick in a pail?
6 Does a dinosaur wail?
7What if a dinosaur goes to the doc? Does he drag all his feet till his mum is in shock?
8 Does he hold his mouth closed when he’s told,”Open wide”?
9 Does he scream? Is he mean? Does he run off and hide?
10 Does he push back each drink , spit his pills in the sink? Does he make a big stink? Is that what you think? No…
11 He drinks lots of juice, and he gets lots of rest. He’s good at the doctor’s, ’cause doctors know best.
12 He uses a hankie on mouth and on nose. He snuggles right down underneath the bedclothes.
13 He takes all his medicine without a fight.
14 He closes his eyes. He whispers good night. Then Mama and Papa tiptoe out the door.
15 Get well. Get well, little dinosaur.

I SPY 奇趣谜

I spy a rabbit, eleven bears in all,
A dog on a block, a seal on a ball;
One red bottle, one rubber band,
A wooden craftstick, and the letters in HAND.

I spy a lion and eight other cats,
A shell from the ocean, a fish who wears hats;
A horse that rocks a horse that rolls,
A button with a square and one without holes.

I spy a shovel, a long silver chain,
A little toy house, a track for a train;
A birthday candle, a pretty gold ring,
A small puzzle piece, and a crown for a king.

I spy a starfish, the feather of a bird,
Thirty-one cents, and a very SANDY word;
A little baby’s footprint, a rattle with bells,
A crab, a fork, and seven seashells.

I spy a snake, a three-letter word,
And flying underneath, a green white bird;
Nine gold stars, a blue tube of glitter,
One clay cat, and a six-legged critter.

I spy a stamp, a boy with a plane,
A key on a ring, a song about rain;
Two striped socks, a spaghetti-sauce face,
A girl on a swing, and a snowcapped place.

I spy a wand and ballet slippers,
A bird on a scarf, and fingernail clippers;
A bunny-rabbit mask, a heart-shaped box,
A birthday candle, and a key that locks.

I spy an arrowhead, a little white goose,
A horse’s shadow, a snake on the loose;
One egg that’s white, another that’s blue,
A tiger in the grass, and a small turtle, too.

I spy a lamb, a small silver jack,
A bright yellow pencil, a blue thumbtack;
Two black arrows, a red ladybug,
A little puppy dog, and an Oriental rug.

I spy a clothespin, one silver dime,
A little round face that used to tell time;
One red ladybug, one gold star,
A new baseball, and a wheel for a car.

I spy a squirt gun, a cowboy hat,
Six airplanes, and a baseball bat;
The point of a pencil, a whistle with a star,
Two yoyos, and a screw near a car.

I spy an eagle, eleven fish with fins,
A yellow paper clip, and ten bowling pins;
A bright red phone, a pink baby shoe,
A spider that’s black, and an eight that’s blue.

I spy an anchor, a musical note,
A crayon and a snake and a small billy goat;
A pair of sunglasses, a tiny bird cage,
I also spy something from every other page.

《How Do Dinosaurs Say Good Night?》

How does a dinosaur say good night when Papa comes in    to turn off the light?

Does a dinosaur slam his tail and pout?

Does he throw his teddy bear all about?

Does a dinosaur stomp his feet on the floor and shout:"I     want to hear one book more?"

Does a dinosaur roar?

How does a dinosaur say good night when Mama comes in to turn off the light?

Does he swing his neck from side to side?

Does he up and demand a piggyback ride?

Does he mope?

Does he moan?

Does he sulk?

Does he sigh?

Does he fall on the top of his covers and cry?

No,dinosaurs don't. They don't even try. They give a big      kiss. They turn out the light.

They tuck in their tails. They whisper,"Good night."

They give a big hug, then give one kiss more.

Good night.

Good night, little dinosaur.

No, David!大卫，不可以！


David's mom always said...



No, David!

P1:  No, David!（爬高拿罐子）

P4:  No, David, no!（浑身脏兮兮踩地毯）

P6:  No! No! No!（浴缸打水仗）

P7, P8: Come back here, David!（光PG满街跑）
P10: DAVID! BE QUIET!（敲锅）
P11: Don't play with your food!（玩吃的）
P13, P14: That's enough, David!（塞得满嘴吃的）
P15, P16: Go to your room!（想看电视不让看）

P18: SETTLE DOWN!（床上扮超人）

P19: Stop that this instant!（挖鼻孔）

P21: Put your toys away!（满地玩具）
P23, P24: Not in the house, David!（客厅打棒球）
P25: I said no, David!（罚坐墙角）

P27, P28: Davey, come here.

Whoever You Are


Little one, whoever you are, wherever you are,  there are little ones just like you all over the world.
Their skin may be different from yours, and their homes may be different from yours.
Their school may be different from yours, and their lands may be different from yours.
Their lives may be different from yours, and their words may be very different from yours.
But inside, their hearts are just like yours, whoever you are,  wherever you are, all over the world.
Their smiles are like yours,  and they laugh just like you.
Their hurts are like yours,  and they cry like you, too,  whoever you are,  wherever you are, all over the world.
Little one, when you are older and when you are grown,  you may be different,  and they may be different,  wherever you are,  wherever they are,  in this big, wide world.
But remember this:
            Joys are the same, and love is the same.
                  Pain is the same, and the blood is the same.
                       Smiles are the same, and hearts are just the same------
wherever they are,  wherever you are,  wherever we are,  all over the world!

Good Night, Gorilla


Good Night, Gorilla.
Good night, Elephant.
Good night, Lion.
Good night, Hyena.
Good night, Giraffe.
Good night, Armadillo.
Good night, dear.
Good night, zoo.

《生气的阿瑟》ANGRY ARTHUR
生气的阿瑟 Angry Arthur
Once there was a boy named Arthur.
One night, Arthur wanted to stay up and watch a Western on TV.
No, said his mother.
It’s too late, time for bed.
I’ll get angry, said Arthur.
Get angry , said his mother.
So he did, very , very angry.
He got so angry that his anger became a dark cloud,
Exploding into thunder and lighting and hailstones.
That’s enough, said his mother , but it wasn’t
Arthur’s anger became a hurricane, ripping off roofs and chimneys and church steeples.
That’s enough, said his father, but it wasn’t
Arthur’s anger became a typhoon, sweeping whole towns into the sea.
That’s enough, said his grandfather, but it wasn’t
Arthur’s anger became an earth tremor. It split the surface of the earth like a giant cracking an egg.
That’s enough, said his grandmother, but it wasn’t
Arthur’s anger became a universe quake,
and the earth, the moon,
the stars, and the planets,
Arthur’s country, Arthur’s town, his street house, garden and bedroom,
Were nothing more than specks floating in space.
Arthur sat on a piece of Mars and thought.
He thought and thought.
Why was I so angry? He wondered.
He never could remember.
Can you?
Melanie Zeng 录入

Harold and the Purple 阿罗的紫色蜡笔


One evening, after thinking it over for some time, Harold decided to go for a walk in the moonlight.

There wasn’t any moon, and Harold needed a moon for a walk in the moonlight.

And he needed something to walk on.

He made a long straight path so he wouldn’t get lost

And he set off on his walk, taking his big purple crayon with him.

But he didn’t seem to be getting anywhere on the long straight path.

So he left the path for a shortcut across a field. And the moon went with him.

The shortcut led right to where Harold thought a forest ought to be.




He didn’t want to get lost in the woods. So he made a very small forest, with just one tree in it.

It turned out to be an apple tree.

The apples would be very tasty, Harold thought, when they got red.

So he put a frightening dragon under the tree to guard the apples.

It was a terribly frightening dragon.

It even frightened Harold. He backed away.

His hand holding the purple crayon shook.

Suddenly he realized what was happening.

But by then Harold was over his head in an ocean.

He came up thinking fast.




And in no time he was climbing aboard a trim little boat.

He quickly set sail.

And the moon sailed along with him.

After he had sailed long enough, Harold made land without much trouble.

He stepped ashore on the beach, wondering where he was.

The sandy beach reminded Harold of picnics. And the thought of picnics made him hungry.

So he laid out a nice simple picnic lunch.

There was nothing but pie.

But there were all nine kinds of pie that Harold liked best.

When Harold finished his picnic there was quite a lot left.

He hated to see so much delicious pie go to waste.

So Harold left a very hungry moose and a deserving porcupine to finish it up.

And, off he went, looking for a hill to climb, to see where he was.




Harold knew that the higher up he went, the farther he could see. So he decided to make the hill into a mountain.

If he went high enough, he thought, he could see the window of his bedroom.

He was tired and he felt he ought to be getting to bed.

He hoped he could see his bedroom window from the top of the mountain.

But as he looked down over the other side, he slipped-

And there wasn’t any other side of the mountain. He was falling, in thin air.

But, luckily, he kept his wits and his purple crayon.

He made a balloon and he grabbed on to it.

And he made a basket under the balloon big enough to stand in.

He had a fine view from the balloon but he couldn’t see his window. He couldn’t even see a house.

So he made a house, with windows.

And he landed the balloon on the grass in the front yard.

None of the windows was his window.

He tried to think where his window ought to be.

He made some more windows.

He made a big building full of windows.

He made lots of buildings full of windows.

He made a whole city full of windows.

But none of the windows was his window.




He couldn’t think where it might be.

He decided to ask a policeman.

The policeman pointed the way Harold was going anyway. But Harold thanked him.

And he walked along with the moon, wishing he was in his room and in bed.

Then, suddenly, Harold remembered.

He remembered where his bedroom window was, when there was a moon.

It was always right around the moon.

And then Harold made his bed.

He got in it and he drew up the covers.

The purple crayon dropped on the floor. And Harold dropped off to sleep.

Love You Forever 永远爱你


A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
And while she held him, she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.






The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say,

"This kid is driving me CRAZY!"




But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed, and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.




The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo!




But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him, she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.






The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music.

Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo!




But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.




That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town.




But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town.




If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed.
If the great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
And while she rocked him she sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.
Well, that mother, she got older.

She got older and older and older.
One day she called up her son and said,
"You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick."
So her son came to see her.
When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always...
But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick.




The son went to his mother.
He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
And he sang this song:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my Mommy you'll be.




When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs.




Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He pick her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
And while he rocked her he sang:
I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

A Visitor For Bear


A Visitor For Bear

Bonny Becker

Illustrated By Kady Macdonald Denton



No one ever came to Bear's house. It had always been that way,and Bear was quite sure he didn't like visitors. He even had a sign.

One monring, Bear heard a tap,tap,tapping on his front door.

When he opened his door,there was a mouse, small and gray and bright-eyed.

"No visitors allowed," Bear said, pointing to the sign“Go away."

He close the door and went back to the business of making his breakfast.

He set out one cup and one spoon.

But when he opened the cupboard to get one bowl...

these was the mouse! Small and gray and bright-eyed.

"I told you to leave!" cried Bear.

"Perhaps we could have just a spot of tea?" said the mouse.

"Out!"commanded Bear.

"Most sorry", said the mouse. "I'll be going now."

Bear showed him to the door and shut it firmly.

Then he went back to the business of making his breakfast.

But when he opened the bread drawer for one slice of bread...

these was the mouse! Small and gray and bright-eyed.

"Unbelievable!" rumbled Bear. "Away with you! Vamoose!"

"I do like a bit of cheese,"said the mouse.

Bear pointeda rigid claw toward the door.

"Yes, then. Here I go," said the mouse. "Farewell." And the mouse whisked out the door.

This time Bear shut the door very firmly and locked it tight.

He locked the windows, too, for good measure.

Then once again he went back to the business of making his breakfast.

But when he opened thefridge to get one egg...

these was the mouse! (Small and gray and bright-eyed, of course.)

"BEGONE!" roared Bear.

"Acrackling fire?" ventured the mouse. "This is impossible! Intolerable! Insufferable!" cried Bear, shaking with anger and disbelief.

"Terribly sorry," murmured the mouse. "Now you see me; now you don't. I am gone."

And the mouse looked very sorry indeed while he waited for Bear to unbolt the door and let him out again.

This time, before he went back to the business of making his breakfast, Bear shut the door very, VERY, VERY firmly, locked it, boarded the windows shut, stopped up the chimney, and even plugged the drain in the bathtub.

Carefully, Bear set about the business of making his breakfast. He opened the cupboard. No mouse. Ahhhh.

He openedthe bread drawer. Nothing. Whew!

He opened the fridge. Mouse-free. Yes, indeed!

He lifted the lid to the teakettle.

There was the mouse! Small and gray and , well, you know the rest.

Bear fell to the floor and wept.

"I give up," he blubbered. "You win. I am undone."

"So sorry," said the mouse. "But perhaps if Icould have just a bit of cheese and cupof tea, and do you think we could unstopper thechimney and have a nice fire?" Bear blew his nose with a loud honk.

"But then you must go," he sniffled. " No visitors allowed." "You have my word,"said the mouse.

Bear unshttered and unboarded the windows, unlocked the door, unstoppered the chimey, and unplugged the drain.

He brought out two plates of cheese and two teacups, and he made a crackling fire in the fireplace fortwo sets of toes. The mouse wrmed his feet and nibbled and sipped, and Bear did too.

They sat for a long while. The clock in Bear's house ticked loudly.

Bear cleared his throat.

The mouse looked most attentive. No one had ever been most attentive to Bear.

"This fire is nice," Bear announced.

"Lovely," said the mouse.

No one had ever said Bear's fires were lovely.

"I can do a headstand," said Bear.

"Very impressive!" exclaimed the mouse.

Bear told a joke. The mouse laughed heartily. No one had ever laughed at Bear's jokes before. Bear began to think of another joke.

The mouse set down his teacup. Bear quickly lifted the teapot.

"There's plenty more," he said.

"So sorry," said the mouse. "Most kind, but I must be on my way."

"Really, you needn't go," said Bear.

"I am off," said the mouse, springing up from his chair.

"Wait," cried Bear.

But the mouse stepped out the door.

"Toodle-oo," said the mouse.

"Don't go!" wailed Bear, throwing his body across the path.

"But I gave my word," said the mouse,pointing at the "No Visitors"sign.

"Oh, that!" cried Bear, pulling down the sign and tearing it up. "That's for salesman. Not for friends."

'Not for friends?" asked the mouse, small and gray and bright-eyed.

Bear nodded. The mouse's bright eyes glowed brighter. Bear smiled

"Do you like one lump or two?" said Bear, most politely.

"I like two," said the mouse. And Bear agreed.

Time For bed


Time For bed
It's time for bed,little mouse,little mouse,  
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小耗子
夜幕已经降临了，笼罩你我的屋顶
Darkness is falling all over the house.

It's time for bed,little goose,little goose,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小鹅鹅

星星已经出来，闪闪散在天空里

The stars are out and on the loose.

It's time for bed,little cat,little cat,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小猫儿
紧紧地挨着我，对了，就是这样了
So snuggle in tight,that's right,like that.

It's time for bed,little calf,little calf,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小牛儿
今天好开心否？你笑得如此美

What happened today that made you laugh?

It's time for bed,little foal,little foal,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小马仔儿
我要轻轻告诉你一个小秘密，请不要告诉其他人
I'll whisper a secret,but don't tell a soul.

It's time for bed,little fish,little fish,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小鱼儿
轻轻屏住呼吸，美美许个愿儿
So hold your breath and make a wish.

It's time for bed,little sheep,little sheep,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小羊儿

广阔的世界即将进入梦乡里
The whole wide world is going to sleep.

It's time to sleep,little bird,little bird,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小鸟儿~~
闭上你的眼儿，嘘，不许说话儿~~
So close your eyes,not another word.

It's time to sleep,little bee,little bee,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小蜂儿
是的，我好爱你，正如你也好爱我

Yes,I love you and you love me.

It's time to sleep,little snake,little snake,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小蛇蛇
我的天哪，你怎么还醒着
Good gracious me,you're still awake!

It's time to sleep,little put,little pup,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小狗狗
你再不睡太阳很快就要升起了
If you don't sleep soon the sun will be up!

It's time to sleep,little deer,little deer,
睡吧睡吧，我的宝贝儿，亲爱的小鹿儿
无数个亲吻都给你
The very last kiss is almost here.

The stars on high are shining bright
星星高挂，闪闪烁烁
甜蜜的梦儿，给你，我亲爱的宝贝，梦儿香
Sweet dreams,my darling,sleep well....

good night!
晚安，我的宝贝儿!

Biscuit

This is biscuit.

Biscuit is small.

Biscuit is yellow.



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants to play!



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants a snack.



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants a drink.



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants to hear a story.





Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants his blanket.



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants his doll.



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants a hug.



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants a kiss.



Time for bed ,Biscuit!

Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants a light on.



Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants to be tucked in.





Woof,woof!

Biscuit wants one more kiss.



woof!

Biscuit wants one more hug.



woof! Biscuit wants to curl up.



Sleepy puppy.

Good night,Biscuit.

There's An Alligator Under My Bed我的床下有一只小鳄鱼
This is my bedroom.

          (只是我的小卧室）

There used to be an alligator under my bed.
                      (我的床下以前有一只小鳄鱼.)         
When it was time to go to sleep,

            I had to be very careful .
          （当该到睡觉的时候，我总是得十分的小心。）

because I knew he was there.

             (因为我知道小鳄鱼在床下.)


So I'd call Mum and Dad.

            (所以当我醒来时，总是喊妈咪和爹地.)

It was up to me,I just had to do something

                about that alligator.

        (当它来找我的时候，我就不得不做点小事来

                  对付那只小鳄鱼。）

I filled a paper bag full of things

             alligators like to eat.

        （我装了一纸袋鳄鱼喜欢吃的东西。）

I put a peanut butter sandwich,some

     fruit,and the last piece of pie in the garrage.

            (我把一个坚果奶油三明治，一些水果和

               最后剩下的一片馅饼放在车库里。）

I put a soda and some candy next to my

             bed.Then I watched and waited.

          (我放了一瓶汽水和一些糖果在我的床边，

              然后我就观望着和等待着。）

Then I hid in the hall closet.

                       (然后，我藏在了大厅壁柜里.)

I followed him down the hall.

              (我跟着鳄鱼走出了大厅.)

When he crawled into the garage.
             (当鳄鱼爬进车库，---）
Now that there is an alligator

       in the garage,I wonder if my dad will have

     any trouble getting in his car tomorrow morning.

       (现在车库里有一只鳄鱼，我很想知道爹地

         明天早上去取车的时候是不是会有麻烦的。）

Five little monkeys sitting in a tree


Five little monkeys sitting in a tree
Five little monkeys and their mama walk down to the river for a picnic supper.
Mama spreads out a blanket and settles down for a snooze
…While five little monkeys climb a tree to watch Mr. Crocodile.
Five little monkeys sitting in a tree ，tease Mr. Crocodile :"Can’t catch me ! "
Along comes Mr. Crocodile …
Snap!
oh ,no ,where is he ?
Four little monkeys sitting in a tree ，tease Mr. Crocodile :"Can’t catch me ! "
Along comes Mr. Crocodile …
Snap!
oh ,no ,where is he ?
Three little monkeys sitting in a tree ，tease Mr. Crocodile :"Can’t catch me ! "
Along comes Mr. Crocodile …
Snap!
oh ,no ,where is he ?
Two little monkeys sitting in a tree ，tease Mr. Crocodile :"Can’t catch me ! "
Along comes Mr. Crocodile …
Snap!
oh ,no ,where is She ?
Now ,there's only one little monkey ,sitting in the tree. teasing Mr. crocodile ."Can’t catch me !!"
Along comes crocodile...
SNAP!!! there are no little monkeys sitting in the tree
but ,wait ,look!
1 2  3  4  5
five little monkeys sitting in the tree
Their mama hugs them
Their mama scolds them :"never tease a crocodile, it’s not nice -and it's dangerous."
Then five little monkeys and their mama eat a delicious picnic supper,
and they do not tease crocodile again.
Melanie Zeng 录入

Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

Five little Monkey reading in bed


After Mama reads bedtime stories to her five little monkeys, she says, “Lights out! Sweet dreams!
”
But the five little monkeys still want to read. They choose a very funny book that makes them laugh so loud that Mama hers them.
“Excuse me!” says Mama. “Light out!” Sweet dreams.. and no more monkeys reading in bed!”
So the five little monkeys turn out the lights, but they still want to read! They choose their favorite scary book.
“This is the Best, scariest book!” they scream…
…so Loudly that Mama hears them.
“Excuse me!” she says. “Didn’t I say , no more monkeys reading in the bed?” She picks up the book, “you can read tomorrow, Light out!” Sweet dreams.. and no one more squeak because I’m going to bed!”
This is the best scariest book I’ve ever read!

The Happy day by Ruth Krauss


The Happy day by Ruth Krauss
Snow is falling. The field mice are sleeping,
The little snails sleeping in their shells.’
The bears sniff,
They sniff. They run. They stop.
They stop. They laugh.
They laugh. They dance.
They cry, ”oh! A flower is growing in the snow.”
The little snails run with their shells, and the squirrels run out of the tree.
The ground hogs run out of the ground.
Melanie Zeng 录入(不全)

Willy the Dreamer 梦想家威利


Willy the Dreamer 梦想家威利
He’s in a strange landscape,
Sometimes dreams that painter" (8)
Willy loves to dream. He dreams that he’s a film star,
a sumo wrestler, a ballet dancer, a painter, an explorer,
a famous writer, a scuba diver… Sometimes he dreams
that he can’t run but he can fly. He dreams he’s a giant or he’s tiny,
a beggar or a king, in a strange landscape or all at sea. He dreams of
fierce monsters and super heroes, of the past and, sometimes, the future.
Melanie Zeng 录入(不全)

Gorilla 大猩猩
by Anthony Browne

  Hannah loved gorillas.  She read books about gorillas, she watched gorillas on television, and she drew pictures of gorillas.  But she had never seen a real gorilla.

汉娜喜欢大猩猩。她阅读有关大猩猩的书籍。她看有大猩猩的电视节目，还有画大猩猩。但是她不曾看过真正的大猩猩。

Her father didn’t have time to take her to see one at the zoo.  He didn’t have time for anything.
　
她的父亲没有空带她去动物园看大猩猩。他完全没空。

The night before her birthday, Hannah asked her father for a gorilla!

她生日的前一晚，汉娜向父亲要一只大猩猩当礼物。

Hannah woke up in the morning and saw a very small parcel at the foot of the bed.  It was a gorilla, but it was just a toy.

汉娜早晨醒来看到一个非常小的包里在床脚。是一只大猩猩，但是是一个玩具。

Hannah threw the gorilla into a corner with her other toys.  In the night something amazing happened.

　汉娜把那只大猩猩丢在其它玩具放的角落。到了晚上惊奇的事发生了。

Hannah was frightened.  “Don’t be frightened, Hannah,” said the gorilla, “I won’t hurt you.  I just wondered if you’d like to go to the zoo.”

　汉娜好害怕。那只大猩猩说：「汉娜，别怕，我不会伤害你，我只是想知道你想不想去动物园。」

The gorilla had such a nice smile that Hannah wasn’t afraid.  “I’d love to,” she said.  They opened the front door, and went outside.

汉娜因大猩猩友善的微笑而不觉得害怕。她说：「我想，」　他们就打开前门出去了。

When they arrived at the zoo it was closed, and there was a high wall all around.  “Never mind,” said the gorilla, “up and over!”

当他们抵达动物园，动物园已经关了，还有高高的墙围着。大猩猩说：「没关系，爬过去！」

They went straight to the primates.  Hannah was thrilled.  So many gorillas!

他们直接到灵长类动物区。汉娜感到一阵激动，好多大猩猩哦！

“What would you like to do now?” the gorilla asked.  “I’d love to go to the cinema,” said Hannah.  So they did.

大猩猩问到：「现在你想要做什么？」汉娜说：「我想去看电影，」然后他们就去了。

Afterwards they walked down the street together.  “That was wonderful,” said Hannah, “but I’m hungry now.”  “Okay,” said the gorilla, “We’ll eat.”

看完电影后，他们一起走在街上。汉娜说：「好棒哦，但是我现在好饿。」大猩猩说：「好，我们去吃。」

“Time for home?” asked the gorilla.  Hannah nodded, a bit sleepily.  They danced on the lawn.  Hannah had never been so happy.
大猩猩问到：「该回家了？」汉娜带着点睡意点点头。他们在草地上跳舞。汉娜不曾这么快乐过。
“See you tomorrow.” said the gorilla.
“Really?” asked Hannah.
The gorilla nodded and smiled.
　
　大猩猩说：「明天见。」汉娜问到：「真的？」大猩猩微笑着点头。

The next morning Hannah woke up and saw the toy gorilla.  She smiled.

　第二天醒来汉娜看到大猩猩玩具。她微笑着。

Hannah rushed downstairs to tell her father what had happened.  “Happy birthday, love,” he said.  “Do you want to go to the zoo?”  Hannah looked at him.  She was very happy.

汉娜急忙奔下楼梯告诉父亲昨晚发生的事情。父亲说：「亲爱的，生日快乐，你想去动物园吗？」汉娜非常高兴地看着父亲。

David Gets in Trouble大卫惹麻烦


David Gets in Trouble大卫惹麻烦
When David gets in trouble, he always says, No! it’s not my fault!
I didn’t mean to!
It was an accident!
Do I have to ?
I forgot!
My dog ate my homework!
I couldn’t help it!
I was hungry!
But she likes it!
It slipped!
But dad says it!
Excuse me!
No, it wasn’t me!
Yes! It was me!
I’m sorry.
I love you, mom.
Melanie Zeng 录入

贝贝熊TOO MUCH BIRTHDAY


At the first big party we sometimes forget, That the birthday bear may end up
1.
It was a bright,beautiful, early September day in Bear Country. Mama Bear had harvested the last of the season’s pumpkins and was piling them high in her wheelbarrow when she heard Papa’s distant warning call:”Timber-r-r!” The call meant that he had felled another tree.
“I do hope Papa and the cubs are being careful,” she said.

2.
CR-R-RASH! Went the trees as it fell to the forest floor. Woodsbear Papa was always careful about his work. He had cut the tree just-so with his great saw. Then he and the cubs stood back and watched it fall into a bed of brush that Brother and Sister had prepared.
Look!” said Sister when the dust and leaves had settled. “ It has rings!”
“Yes,” said Brother. “sort of like the ripples in a pond when you throw in a stone!”
“Those are annual rings.” explained Papa. “They tell us how old the tree is.”
Sister started to count, but she got stuck at twelve. Brother took over and finished the count:”…twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven! Wow! This tree is twenty-seven years old!”
“That’s a lot older than I am,”said Sister.
“It sure is!” said Brother, laughing. “You’re only five.”
“Five going on six!” said Sister. Brother was eight and it annoyed her that however old she got, she never caught up with him. It didn’t seem quite fair.
The cubs got so excited that they took turns shouting:
“A real party with cake and ice cream?”
“And decorations?”
“And favors?”
“And games?”
seems to me,” he continued, “that you’re having a birthday pretty soon.”
“Hmm,” said Mama when they got back home. “A birthday party? Yes, six years old calls for a little celebration. I suppose we could manage a nice, quiet little party.”
“Am I going to have a party?” cried Sister, jumping up and down with excitement. “ A birthday party with all the trimmings?” Brother was excited too.
“I don’t see why not,” said Papa. “Six is a pretty important birthday.”

But a nice, quiet little party was’t what Sister, Brother, and Papa had in mind. What they had in mind was a big, noisy, exciting party with-
Lot and lots of guests,
Oodles of goodies,
games, games, games,
wall-to-wall decorations,
piles of fancy presents,
and a fabulous birthday cake.

“But let’s not get carried away,” said Mama. “You know, there’s such a thing as ‘ too much birthday.’”
“Too much birthday!” scoffed Papa and the cubs. “How could you ever have too much birthday?’
Mama just sighed and hoped she would be able to keep things under control.

But it was’t long before she forgot her worries and began to go along with the excitement……
The guest list got longer and longer.
The birthday cake got bigger and fancier.
The party goods and goodies piled up higher and higher.
Papa and the cubs decorated the tree house inside and out.
And on the big day Mama even gave Sister her present early — a beautiful frilly blouse — so she could wear it to the party.
“Oh, good!” said Papa. “The ponies and the merry-go-round are here.”
“The what are here?” cried Mama.
“Didn’t I mention it?” Papa said. “I rented ponies and a merry-go-round for the party!”
The cubs were very excited — especially Sister! What a party this was going to be!
At three o’clock sharp the guests began to arrive. They greeted Sister, piled up their presents, and joined the fun.
The first game was Going to Jerusalem. You play it by going around and around, and the one that’s caught on the rug when the music stops is out. It was lots of fun — except that Sister was the first one out.
Then they played Spin the Bottle, which was lots of fun too — except that Sister was so shy she wouldn’t kiss anybody but Brother, and all the cubs laughed and teased.
Pin the Tail on the Donkey was different. Sister stuck a tail on just the right spot.


But of course she couldn’t win the prize — it was her party… and it wouldn’t be polite.
“That’s how many cubs you’re going to have when you grow up!”shouted her friends, teasing her with the old superstition. After a lot of blowing, though, she finally blew out all the candles and everybody cheered and sang” Happy Birthday.”
The ponies and the merry-go-round were a big success — except that Sister had sampled so many party goodies that she got a little sick from all the up-and-down and round-and-round.

At last it was time to bring out the birthday cake and blow out the six candles. Sister took a deep breath and blew as hard as she could…
—
and not a single candle went out!
That’s when Mama noticed a big tear beginning to roll down Sister’s cheek. By the time the song was over, she was crying so loud you could hardly hear the singing.
“Sweetie!”said Mama. “What’s the matter?”
“It isn’t fair!” Sister said between sobs. “ I was the first one out in Going to Jerusalem [dӡe'ru:sələm]! I don’t like kissing games! I didn’t get the donkey game prize1 Freddy squirted my new blouse! And I don’t want to have six cubs — I only want to have three!” And then she began to cry again.
”Don’t you want to open your presents?” asked her friends, crowding around. Well, there’s nothing like opening up a pile of lovely presents to cheer you up, and after a while she was herself again.
”Thank you for my birthday party,” she said.
Then, after cake and ice cream, her friends wished her Happy Birthday and left.

Sister sighed a big sigh, then climbed up onto Papa’s lap.
Papa smile and said ,”Parties are exciting and presents are lovely, but Mama was right — the important thing is that you’re going to be six for a whole year ant it’s up to you to make the most of it
— to learn, to have fun, to grow in every way.”
“Say,” she said,” I wonder how much I’ve grown since my last birthday!”
“Wow!”said Brother. “ A whole inch and a half!”
“Let’s find out,” suggested Papa.
”And speaking of growth,” said Mama, “here’s a school paper you did in kindergarten — and here’s one you just did in first grade.” There was quite a difference.
“And here are two of your paitings,”said Brother. “One from last year and one from this year.”
It was true. Sister had come a long way since she was five.
And now that she was six, Papa announced that she was going to be allowed to stay up latter — a whole half-hour later.
“Wow! A whole half-hour!” said Sister proudly.
But the way it turned out, Sister Bear was so tired from “too much birthday” that she couldn’t even stay up until her old bedtime. She was sound asleep whe Papa carried her up to bed.
“And how old are you today?”asked Papa when she woke uo the next morning.
“Six,” said Sister. And then, grinning from ear to ear, “six going on seven!”

Diary of a Worm 蚯蚓日记


Diary of a Worm


Diary of worm


March 20
Mom says there are three things .I should always remember:
1、 the earth gives us everything we need
2、 when we dig tunnels , we help take care of the earth.
Must make tunnel-help earth breathe
3.never bother Daddy when he’s eating the newspaper.

March 29
Today , I tried to teach spider how to dig.
First , all of his legs got stuck.
I think I twisted one of my ankles.
Then he swallowed a bunch of dirt.
I give up.
Tomorrow he’s going to teach me how to walk upside down.

March 30
Worms cannot walk upside down.
Here’s a baby pictures of me and dad.
April 4
Fishing season started today.
Did you guys hear something?
We all dug deeper.

April 10
It rained all night , and the ground was soaked.
We spent the entire day one the side walk.
Hopscotch is a very dangerous game.
My first tunnel.
First day of school.

April 15
I forgot my lunch today.
I got so hungry that I ate my homework.
My teacher made me write , “I will not eat my homework.”
Ten times.
When I was finished , I ate that too.

April 20
I snuck up on some kids in the park today.
They didn’t hear me coming.
I wriggled up right between them and they screamed.
I love when they do that.
Bee stung me.
My favorite pile of dirt .

May 1
Grandpa taught us that good manners are very important.
So today I said: ” good morning .” to the first ant I saw.
good morning .
Good morning . good morning . good morning .
How ya doing? good morning .
Nice to see you. Howdy. Good morning .
How’s it going? Fine day.
Lookin’ good. Hello there. good morning .
There were 600more of them in line.
I stood there all day.

May 8
Had the worst nightmare last night.
Giant birds playing hopscotch.
Mom says I have to stop eating so much garbage.
Right before I go to bed.
Me and spider.
Spider made this for me .

May 15
I got into a fight with spider today.
He told me you need legs to be cool.
Then he ran.
I couldn’t keep up.
Maybe he’s right.

May 16
I made spider laugh so hard, he fell out of his tree .
Who needs legs?
My own comic!

May 28
Last night I went to the school dance.
You put your head in. You put your head out.
You do the hokey-pokey and you turn yourself about.
That’s all we could do.
I found this really cool rock.
Isn’t this leaf awesome?!

June 5
Today, we made macaroni necklaces in art class.
I brought mine home , and we ate it for dinner.
Mmmm , you’re very talented.
My sister’s slumber party.

June 15
My older sister thinks she’s so pretty.
I told her that no matter how much time she spends looking in the mirror,
Her face will always look just like her rear end.
Spider thought that was really funny.
Mom did not.

July 4
When I grow up, I want to be a secret service agent.
Spider says I will have to be very careful,
Because the president might step on me by mistake.
“It’s a dangerous job,” I told him . “But someone’s got to do it .”
My report card.

July 28
Three things I don’t like about being a worm:
1. I can’t chew gum.
2. I can’t have a dog.
   Can we keep him , Mom?
3. All that homework.

July 29
Three good things about being a worm:
1.I never have to go to the dentist.
No cavities-no teeth either.
2. I never get in trouble for tracking mud through the house.
3. I never have to take a bath .
Who’s my grubby little boy?

August 1
It’s not always easy being a worm.
We’re very small,
And sometimes people forget that we’re even here.
But, like Mom always says , the earth never forgets we’re here.
I get the feeling I’m being watched…

Don’t Bump the Glump! 稀奇古怪动物园
Have you ever . . .
Seen a Gritchen in your kitchen?
Dared to dance with the One-Legged Zantz?
Declined to dine with the Glub-Toothed Sline?
Melanie Zeng 编辑(不全)

How I Became a Pirate 千万别去当海盗


千万别去当海盗
How I Became a Pirate

Pirates have green teeth-when they have any teeth at all.I know about pirates,because one day,when I was at the beach building a sand castle and minding my our my own business, a pirate ship sailed into view.

I knew what it was,because its flag had a skull and crossbones on it and because I could hear the pirates singing "Hey,ho,blow the man down."They were a little off-key.

I tried to tell Dad,but he was busy setting up the beach umbrella.I tried to tell Mom,but she was busy slathering my baby sister with sunblock.

So I went back to my sand castle, but I kept an eye on the pirates.By then they were rowing to shore.

When they landed,the head pirate climbed out of the boat and yelled,"Ahoy thar,matey!Be this the Spanish Main?" "NO," I said,"this is North Beach."

"Shiver me timbers!" the pirate said. "We must have taken a wrong turn at Bora Bora."

He walked around my sand castle. He looked at the moat,then yelled back to his crew."He's a digger,he is,and a good one to boot!"

"A good one to boot!" the others agreed. "What be your name,matey?" the head pirate asked.

"Jeremy Jacob,sir," I told him.

"Well,Jeremy Jacob," he said, "you're looking at Braid Beard and his crew. We've been needing a digger like yourself. We've a chest of treasure to bury.

"Aye!Treasure!" the others shouted. "You're coming with us!" Braid Beard told me. I didn't think Mom and Dad would mind as long as I got back in time for soccer practice the next day.

That's how I became a pirate.

As soon as we were on board,Braid Beard showed me the chest of gold and jewels."Got to find a safe place for this here treasure.It's high time we were off!" he announced.

"We're off!" we all shouted. And then we set sail.

There was plenty to do on board.The pirates taught me to sing sea chanteys-the louder,the better. And to say real pirate stuff like "landlubber" and "scurvy dog." By dinnertime,I could speak pirate perfectly. I also learned pirate manners. Braid Beard pounded his fist on the table and yelled,"Down the hatch,me laddies!"

"Down the hatch!" we all shouted.

Braid Beard gulped his food and said,"Hand over the meat!"

"The meat!" we all roared. Nobody told us to finish our spinach (there wasn't any) or to chew up our carrots(they weren't allowed on board). We talked with our mouths full. And nobody said "please" or "thank you."

After dinner I tried to teach the pirates to play soccer.

Braid Beard kicked the ball and yelled,

"Aargh!Soccer!"

"Aargh!Soccer!" the crew yelled.

Then everybody dove for the ball at once, and it rolled right off the deck.

"After it,me hearties!" Braid Beard commanded.

"After it?" we all whispered.

We fought over who would go get the ball.But it didn't matter anyway,because a shark came along and swallowed it in one gulp.

So much for soccer.

By now it was past my bedtime.But nobody tells pirates to go to bed,to take a bath,or to brush their teeth.(Maybe that's why their teeth are green.) Pirates sleep with one eye open-just in case.And they don't change into pajamas-unless they want to.Pirates don't do anything they don't want to-except for maybe swabbing the decks.I wanted to be a pirate forever.

But then I found out what else they don't do. When I couldn't stay awake any longer, I asked Braid Beard to tuck me in and read me a story.

"Tuck you in?he bellowed."Pirates don't tuck."

"No tucking!" the crew cried.

And the only thing they had to read was a map.

"Don't you have any books?" I asked.

Braid Beard looked confused."Books?"

I didn't even bother to ask about a good-night kiss.

It wasn't easy to fall asleep without a story,but i was finally dozing off when a storm broke. Thunder boomed and lightning flashed. I tried to hide under the covers as waves slammed up against the ship,but I kept falling out of my hammock.I couldn't find anyone in the cabin.They were all on the deck.

"Lower the sails!" Braid Beard shouted.

"Batten down the hatches!"

Everybody ran around yelling and lowering and battening.

Nobody had time to sit close and tell me it would be over soon.

Nobody even noticed me.

I decide that I didn't want to be a pirate after all.

Just then - Flash! Crash! Crack!

Lightning hit the mast and split it right down the middle.

"What'll we do now?" yelled one of the pirates.

"We'll have to turn back!" called another.

"But the treasure!" hollered Braid Beard. "Where will we bury the treasure?"

I stepped forward. "Maybe I can help!" I shouted over the wind.

"I think I know the perfect digging spot!"

When the storm was over, we rowed back to shore and buried the chest.

We draw a map so we could find the treasure again,but I don't think I'll need it.

After that the pirates repaired the ship and got ready to set sail.

Before they left,Braid Beard handed me a flag and said,"You'll make a fine pirate,Jeremy Jacob.Guard that treasure well.We'll be back to get it soon enough."

"Soon enough!" the crew repeated. "And if you ever need us," Braid Beard added,"just run the Jolly Roger up yonder pole."

"Up yonder pole!" the others shouted. And maybe I will,but not today....

I have soccer practice.

Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed


Five Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed
It was bedtime.  So five little monkeys took a bath.  Five little monkeys put on their pajamas.  Five little monkeys brushed their teeth.  Five little monkeys said good night to their mama.  Then…five little monkeys jumped on the bed!  One fell off and bumped his head.  The mama called the doctor.  The doctor said, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed!"  So four little monkeys jumped on the bed.  One fell off and bumped his head.  The mama called the doctor.  The doctor said, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed!"  So three little monkeys jumped on the bed.  One fell off and bumped her head.  The mama called the doctor.  The doctor said, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed!"  So two little monkeys jumped on the bed.  One fell off and bumped his head.  The mama called the doctor.  The doctor said, "No more monkeys jumping on the bed!"  So one little monkey jumped on the bed.  She fell off and bumped her head.  The mama called the doctor.  The doctor said, "NO MORE MONKEYS JUMPING ON THE BED!"  So five little monkeys fell fast asleep.  "Thank Goodness!" said the mama "Now I can go to bed!"

Sir Small and the Dragonfly


Sir Small and the Dragonfly
Long, long ago a tiny knight rode his trusty ant into the town of Pee Wee.  In Pee Wee the tallest person was no taller than a toothpick.  The biggest house was no bigger than a shoe box.  "This is the town for me!" said the tiny knight.  "I think I will stay here."  And so he did.  But one day a dragonfly flew over the town.  "Run for your lives!" cried the people of Pee Wee.  Lady Teena ran.  Down cam the dragonfly.  WHOOSH!  Up went Lady Teena.  "Help! Help!" she shouted.  "The dragonfly has taken Lady Teena to its cave.  Who can save her?" asked the king.  The butcher said, "I am too old."  The baker said, "I am too fat."  The candlestick maker said, "I am too scared."  "I am not scared," said the tiny knight.  "You? Who are you?" asked the king.  "I am Sir Small.  I have my sword."  It was the size of a pin.  "I have my shield."  It was no bigger than a penny.  "And I have my trusty ant."  The king laughed.  "You are even smaller than we are!"  "I am small, but I am brave.  I will save Lady Teena."  Sir Small rode to the cave of the dragonfly.  The dragonfly was asleep.  Lucky Sir Small!  "Shh!" he said to Lady Teena.  Then he cut the ropes.  Lady Teena was free!  "Come with me," Sir Small told her.  Lady Teena got on Sir Small's ant.  Away they rode.  There was no time to lose!  Soon the dragonfly woke up.  Where was the pretty lady?  The dragonfly wanted her back.  The dragonfly flew after Sir Small and Lady Teena.  It came closer and closer.  But Sir Small was not scared.  He saw a big spider web.  Now he had a plan!  Sir Small rode behind the web.  "Try and get us!" he called to the dragonfly.  Down came the dragonfly.  It flew into the web and was trapped.  That was the end of the dragonfly!  That night the people of Pee Wee had a big party.  Lady Teena sat with Sir Small.  They were very happy.  The king said, "Here's to Sir Small.  The smallest--but bravest--of all!"