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<Junie B. Jones and the stupid smelly Bus>
<ÁÖ´Ï B. Á¸½º¿Í ¸ÛûÇÏ°í ³¿»õ³ª´Â ¹ö½º.>
1/Meeting Mrs.
My name is Junie B. Jones. the B stands for Beatrice.
³»À̸§Àº Junie B. Jones ÀÌÁö. B´Â BeatriceÀÇ ¾àÀÚ¾ß.
Except I don't like Betrice.
³ ±×³É Betrice ¶ó´Â À̸§À»½È¾îÇØ.
I just like B and that's all.
³ ±×³É B°¡ ¸¾¿¡µé¾î.
I'm almost six years old.
³ª´Â °ÅÀÇ 6»ìÀ̾ß.
Almost six is when you get to go to kindergarten.
°ÅÀÇ 6»ìÂëµÇ¸é À¯Ä¡¿ø¿¡ °¥ ³ªÀÌÁö.
kindergarten is where you go to meet new friends and not watch TV
À¯Ä¡¿øÀº »õÄ£±¸¸¦ ¸¸³ª°í ÅÚ·¹ºñÀüÀ» º¼¼ö ¾ø´Â°÷À̾ß.
My kindergerten is the afternoon kind
³» À¯Ä¡¿øÀº ¿ÀÈÄ¿¡ÇÏÁö.
Today was my first day of school.
¿À´ÃÀº À¯Ä¡¿ø¿¡ °¡´Â ù³¯À̾ß.
I'd been to my room before, though.
ÇÏÁö¸¸ Çѹø °¡ºÃÁö.
Last week mother took me there to meet my teacher.
Àú¹øÁÖ¿¡ ¿ì¸® ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¼±»ý´ÔÀ» ¸¸³ª±â À§Çؼ µ¥¸®°í °¬¾î.
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It was called Meet the Teacher Day.
±×³¯Àº '¼±»ý´ÔÀ» ¸¸³ª´Â³¯'ÀÌ ¾ú¾î.
My teacher was decorating the bulletin board with the letters of the alphabet.
³ªÀÇ ¼±»ý´ÔÀº °Ô½ÃÆÇÀ» ¾ËÆÄºªÀ¸·Î ²Ù¹Ì´Â°í ÀÖ¾úÁö.
"I already know all of those letters,"I said. "I can sing them. Excepet I don't feel
like it right now."
"³ª´Â Àú ±ÛÀÚµéÀ» ¾Ë¾Æ" ³ ¸»Çß´Ù. "³ª´Â ±×±ÛÀÚµéÀ» ³ë·¡·Î ºÎ¸¦¼ö ÀÖ¾î. ÇÏÁö¸¸, Áö±Ý ºÎ¸£°í½ÍÁö ¾Ê´Ù´Â°Í»Ó.."
My teacher shook my hand.
³ªÀÇ ¼±»ý´ÔÀº ³ª¿Í ¾Ç¼öÇß¾î.
Only our hands didn't fit together that good.
ÇÏÁö¸¸, ¼·ÎÀÇ ¼ÕÀº ¸ÂÁö°¡ ¾È¾ÒÁö.
Her name was Mrs. -Ican't remember the rest of it Mrs. said "that's because I have
on my new shoes."
±×³àÀÇÀ̸§Àº ¹Ì¼¼½º....- ³ ¸¶Áö¸·ºÎºÐÀÌ ±â¾ïÀ̾ʳª. ¹Ì¼¼½º´Â "±×ÀÌÀ¯´Â ³ªÀÇ ½Å¹ßÀÌ »õ°ÍÀ̶ó¼±×·¡.."
I held my foot way high in the air.
³ª´Â ³» ¹ßÀ» °øÁßÀ¸·Î »»¾ú´Ù.
"See how shiny they are ? Before I put them on I licked them.
"¾ó¸¶³ª ¹Ý¦°Å¸®´ÂÁö º¸ÀÌÁö? ³ª´Â ³»°¡ ½Å¹ßÀ» ½Å±âÀü¿¡ ½Å¹ßÀ» 햝¾Æ"
"And guess what else?" I said.
"±×¸®°í À̰͵µ¾Ë¾Æ?"³ª´Â ¸»Çß´Ù.
"This is my bestest hat grampa Miller bought it forme.
See the devil horns sticking out the side?"
À̰ÍÀº ³ªÀÇ ÃÖ°íÀÇ ¸ðÀÚ ÇҾƹöÁö ¹Ð·¯°¡ ³¯À§ÇØ »ç´ÙÁֽŰžß. ½Å¹ß¿¡ ¾Ç¸¶ÀÇ »ÔÀÌ ³ªÀִ°ź¸ÀÌÁö?
Mrs. laughed. Except i don't know why.
¹Ì¼¼½º´Â ¿ô¾ú´Ù. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ±×ÀÌÀ¯¸¦ ¾Ë¼ö ¾ø¾ú´Ù.
Devil horns are supposed to be scary.
¾Ç¸¶ÀÇ »ÔµéÀº ¹«¼¿ö¾ßÇÒÅÙµ¥...
Then we walked aroun the room and she showed me where stuff was.
±×¸®°í ¿ì¸®´Â ¹æÀ» °É¾ú´Ù. ±×³à´Â ¹æ¿¡ ¹°°ÇµéÀÌ ¾îµðÀÖ´ÂÁö º¸¿©Áá´Ù.
Like the easels where we get to paint. And the shelves where we sit and don't watch TV.
¿ì¸®°¡ ¹°°¨À¸·Î Ä¥ÇÒ¶§ »ç¿ëÇÏ´Â ¹ÞħƲ °°Àº°Íµé. ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸®°¡ ¾ÉÀ»¼ö ÀÖ´ÂÃ¥Àå, Ƽºñ°¡ º¼¼ö ¾ø´Â°÷.
One of the tables in the front of the room had a red chair.
¹æ¾Õ¿¡Àִ å»óÀº »¡°£ ÀÇÀÚ¸¦ °¡Áö°í ÀÖ¾ú´Ù.
"Iwould like to sit here, I think," I told her. But Mrs. said, "We'll have to wait and see, Junie"
³ª´Â ¿©±â¿¡ ¾É°í½Í¾î, ³»»ý°¢¿¡.." ³ª´Â ±×³à¿¡°Ô ¸»Çß´Ù. ±×·¯³ª ¹Ì¼¼½º´Â ¸»Çß´Ù" ¿ì¸®´Â ¿©±â¼ ±â´Ù·Á¾ßÇØ, ÁÖ´Ï"
"B!"I said. "call me Junie B.!"
"B"³»°¡ ¸»Çß´Ù. "³¯ ÁÖ´Ï B.¶ó°í ºÒ·¯Áà!"
I hollered the B part real loud. So she wouldn't forget it.
³ B¸¦ Á¤¸» Å«¼Ò¸®·Î ¿Ü쳣´Ù. ¿Ö³ÄÇÏ¸é ±×³à°¡ ±î¸ÔÁö ¾Êµµ·Ï ¸»ÀÌ´Ù.
People are always forgetting my B .
»ç¶÷µéÀº ³ªÀÇ B¿¡´ëÇØ ¾ðÁ¦³ª ±î¸Ô´Â´Ù.
Mother rolled her eyes and looked at the ceiling.
³» ¾î¸Ó´Ï´Â ´«À» µ¹¸®¸ç õÀå ó´Ùº¸¾Ò´Ù.
I looked up there, too.
³ªµµ °°ÀÌ ºÃ´Ù.
But I didn't see any thing.
ÇÏÁö¸¸ °Å±â¿¡´Â ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ÀÖÁö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù.
"Are you going to ride the bus, Junie B?"
"³Ê ¹ö½º Å»°Å´Ï, ÁÖ´Ï B?"
Mrs.asked me.
¹Ì¼¼½º´Â ³ª¿¡°Ô ¹°¾ú´Ù.
I made my shoulders go up and down.
±×³à´Â ³ªÀÇ ¾î±ú¸¦ À§·Î¾Æ·¡·Î ¿Ô´Ù°¬´ÙÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé¾ú´Ù.
"I don't know. Where's it goin to?"
Àß ¸ð¸£°Ú¾î¿ä. ¾îµð·Î°¡³ª¿ä?
My mother nodded her head and said,
"Yes, she'll be riding the bus."
³» ¾î¸Ó´Ï´Â ²ô´öÀÌ¸é¼ ¸»Çß´Ù."±×·¡, ÁÖ´Ï´Â ¹ö½º¸¦ Ÿ°í °¥°Å¾ß."
That made me feel scary inside. 'Cause I never rided on a bus before.
"Yeah, only where's it goin' to?" I asked again.
±×¸»Àº ³¯ ¹«¼·°Ô¸¸µé¾ú´Ù, ÀÌÀ¯´Â ³ Çѹøµµ ¹ö½º¸¦ Ÿº»ÀûÀ̾ø¾î¼ ¿´´Ù.
"¾Ë¾Ò¾î¿ä, ±×·±µ¥ ¾îµð·Î°¡´Â°ÅÁÒ?" ³ Çѹø´õ ¹°¾ú´Ù.
Mrs. sat on her desk.
¹Ì¼¼½º´Â ±×³àÀÇ Ã¥»ó¿¡ ¾É¾Ò´Ù.
Then she and my mother talked more about the bus.
±×¸®°í ±×³à´Â ³ªÀÇ ¾î¸Ó´Ï¿Í ÇÔ²² ¹ö½º¿¡´ëÇØ ´õ ¸»¾¸À» ³ª´©¼Ë´Ù.
I tapped on Mrs.
³ª´Â ¹Ì¼¼½º¸¦ »ìÀÛ µÎµå·È´Ù.
"Guess what? I still don't know where it's goin' to."
"À̰ž˾ƿä? ³ª´Â ¾ÆÁ÷µµ ±× ¹ö½º°¡ ¾îµð·Î°¡´ÂÁö ¸ô¶ó¿ä"
Mrs smiled and said the bus driver's name was Mr. Woo.
¹Ì¼¼½º´Â ¹Ì¼Ò¸¦ ÁöÀ¸¸é¼ ¸»Çß´Ù. ¹ö½º ¿îÀü±â»ç ¾ÆÀú¾¾ÀÇ À̸§Àº '¹Ì½ºÅÍ ¿ì' ¶õ´Ù.
"Mr.Woo," said Mother. "That's an easy name for Junie B. to remember."
I covered my ears and stamped my foot.
"¹Ì½ºÅÍ ¿ì" ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¸»Çß´Ù. "±×À̸§Àº Áִϰ¡ ±â¾ïÇϱ⠽¬¿î À̸§À̱º¿ä."
³ª´Â ±Í¸¦ ¸·°í, ¹ßÀ» ¼¼°Ô µÎµå·È´Ù.
"YEAH, ONLY WHERE'S THE STUPID SMELLY BUS GOIN' TO?'
Mother and Mrs. frowned.
"¾Ë¾Ò¾î¿ä! ±×·±µ¥ ±× ¸ÛûÇÏ°í ³¿»õ³ª´Â ¹ö½º°¡ ¾îµð·Î°¡´Â°ÅÁÒ??"
¾î¸Ó´Ï¿Í ¹Ì¼¼½º´Â ¾ó±¼À» Âô±×·È´Ù.
Frowning is when your eyebrows look grumpy.
Âô±×·È´Ù´Â°ÍÀº.. ´«½çÀÌ ½É¼ú³µ´Ù´Â °Å´Ù.
"Watch yourself, missy," said Mother.
"Á¶½ÉÁ»ÇØ.¾Æ°¡¾¾!"¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¸»Çß´Ù.
Missy's my name when I'm in trouble.
Missys´Â ³»°¡ ¹º°¡ À߸øÀ» ÀúÁú·¶À»¶§ ³»°Ô ºÎ¸£´ÂÀ̸§ÀÌ´Ù.
I looked down at my shoes.
³ª´Â ³» ½Å¹ßÂÊÀ¸·Î ºÃ´Ù.
They didn't look as shiny as they did before.
½Å¹ßÀº Á¶±Ý Àü ó·³ ¹Ý¦¿© º¸ÀÌÁö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù.
Just then another mother and a boy came in. And Mrs. went off to talk to them instead of me.
±×¸®°í, ´Ù¸¥ ¾ö¸¶¿Í ³²ÀÚ¾ÆÀ̰¡ µé¾î¿Ô´Ù. ¹Ì¼¼½º´Â ³ªº¸´Ù ±×µé°ú À̾߱âÇϱâ À§ÇØ ³ª¼¹´Ù.
I don't know why, though.
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ¿Ö±×·±Áö ¸ô¶ú´Ù.
The boy was hiding behind his mother and acting very babyish. I can beat that boy up, I think.
±× ³²ÀÚ¾Ö´Â ¾ö¸¶ µÚ¿¡¼û¾î¼ ¾Æ±âó·³ ÇൿÇß´Ù. ³ª´Â ±× ¾Ö¸¦ ÆÐ°í À̱æ¼ö ÀÖÀ»°Í °°¾Ò´Ù.
After that, my mother sat me down and explained about the bus. She said it's yellow.
±×¸®°í ±×ÈÄ¿¡, ¾î¸Ó´Ï´Â ³¯ ÀÇÀÚ¿¡ ¾É°ÔÇÏ°í ¹ö½º¿¡´ëÇØ ¸»ÇØÁ̴ּÙ. ¾ö¸¶´Â ¹ö½º°¡ ³ë¶õ»öÀ̶ó°í ¸»Çϼ̴Ù.
And it's called a school bus.
±×¸®°í ±×°ÍÀº ½ºÄð¹ö½º¶ó°í ÇÑ´Ù.
And it stops at the end of my street.
±×¸®°í ³ ±æ ³¡¿¡¼ ¼¹´Ù.
Then I get on it. And sit down. Ane it takes me to school.
±×¸®°í ³ ±×°Í¿¡ ÅÀ´Ù. ¾É¾Ò´Ù. ±×¸®°í À̰ÍÀº³¯ Çб³·Î µ¥·Á´Ù ÁÙ°ÍÀÌ´Ù.
"And then your teacher will meet you in the parking lot," said Mother. "Okay, Junie B.?
"±×¸®°í, ¼±»ý´ÔÀº ³Î ÁÖÂ÷Àå¿¡¼ ¸¸³¯²¨¾ß" ¾î¸Ó´Ï°¡ ¸»Çß´Ù. "¾Ë¾Ò´Ï, ÁÖ´Ï B?"
Won't that be fun?"
"Àç¹ÌÀÖÀ» °Í °°Áö¾Ê¾Æ?"
I nodded the word yes.
³ª´Â ²ô´öÀÌ¸é¼ ³× ¶ó°í ¸»Çß´Ù.
Butinside my head I said the word no.
ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¸Ó¸®·Î´Â ¾Æ´Ï¶ó°í ¸»ÇϰíÀÖ´Ù.


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