弗洛格英文绘本Frog is Frog

,/,.1laxVeJthu胪FrogisFrog,FrogisFrog,E24W.25thSt.NewYork,NY10011Formoreebooks,visitusat:Allrightsreserved.Copyright1996byMaxVelthuijs.Thistranslationcopyright1996byAndersenPress.,Nopartofthisbookmaybereproducedortransmittedinanyformorbyanymeans,electronicormechanical,includingphotocopying,recording,orbyanyinformationstorageandretrievalsystem,withoutpermissioninwritingfromthepublisher.e-ISBN1-59019-409-8BritishLibraryCataloguinginPublicationDataavailable.ISBN0862648122,TranslatedbyMeganLarkin,_1laJC-,cithlJ沪,frogi寸rog,“HowluckyIam,”saidFrog,admiringhisreflectioninthewater.“IambeautifulandIcanswimandjumpbetterthananyone.Iamgreen,andgreenismyfavouritecolour.Beingafrogisthebestthingintheworld.”,“Whataboutmethen?”askedDuck.“Iamallwhite.DontyouthinkIambeautifultoo?”“No,”saidFrog.“Theresnogreenonyouatall.”“ButIcanfly,”saidDuck,“andyoucant.”,“Oh,yes?”saidFrog.“Iveneverseenyoufly.”“Imabitlazy,”saidDuck,“butIcanfly.Watch.”Shetookarunupandflappedherwingsnoisily.,Then,suddenlyDuckrosefromthegroundandflewgracefullyintotheair.SheflewroundafewtimesandthenlandedonthegrassinfrontofFrog.“Fantastic!”criedFrog,fullofadmiration.“Iwanttoflytoo.”“Youcant,”saidDuck.“Youhaventgotanywings.”Andshewenthomefeelinghappy.,WhenFrogwasaloneagainhestartedtopractiseflying.Hetookalongrunupandflappedhisarmswildlyupanddown.Butnomatterhowhardhetried,hecouldntgetofftheground.,Frogwasdisappointed.“Iamauselessfrog,”hethought.“Icantevenfly.IfonlyIhadwings.”ThenFroghadacleveridea.WhateverDuckcoulddo,hecoulddotoo.,ForaweekFrogworkedhardwithanoldsheetandsomestring.Atlast,hewasreadyforhisfirsttestflight.,Hewenttothehillbytheriver.Hetookagoodrunup,justashehadseenDuckdo.,Thenheleaptintotheairwithoutstretchedarms.,Hehoveredintheairforafewseconds,likearealbird.Butthenthewingsrippedandhedroppedlikeastone.Hefellintheriverwithasplash.Atleastitwasasoftlanding.,RatsawFrogstumbleoutofthewater.“Youmustknowthatfrogscannotfly,”hesaid.“Canyoufly?”askedFrog.“Ofcoursenot,”saidRat,“Ihavenowings,butImgoodatmakingthings.”,Frogthoughtaboutthisonhiswayhome.HewouldaskPigaswell.PigwastakingacakeoutoftheovenasFrogarrived.“Pig,canyoufly?”askedFrog.“Certainlynot,”saidPig.“Iwouldprobablygetairsick.”,“Whatcanyoudothen?”askedFrog.“Allsortsofthings,”repliedPig,indignantly.“Icanmakethebestcakesintheworld.AndIambeautiful.Iampinkallover,andpinkismyfavouritecolour.”Froghadtoadmitthatthiswastrue.,“IbetIcanmakeacaketoo,”thoughtFrogwhenhewasbackathome.Hethreweverythinghecouldfindintoabowlandbegantostir,justashehadseenPigdo.,Thenhethreweverythingintoapanandputitonthestove.“There,yousee,”thoughtFrog.“Mycakewillbedelicious.”Butafterawhile,smokebegantopourfromthepananditsmeltawful.Thecakewascompletelyburned.“Icantevenbakeacake,”thoughtFrog,sadly.,HewenttovisitHare.“Hare,mayIborrowabookfromyou?”askedFrog.“Canyouread?”askedHare,surprised.“No,”saidFrog.“Perhapsyoucouldtellmehow.”,“Look,”saidHare.“Thisisanoandthisisanaandthisisakandthis.”“Okay,Igetit,”saidFrog,impatientlyandheranhomewiththebookunderhisarm.,Hemadehimselfcomfortableandopenedthebook.Butthepageswerefullofstrangescribblings.Frogcouldntunderstandaword.Anhourlater,hewasnonethewiser.“Illneverreadthis!”saidFrog.“Itsmuchtoodifficultforme.Imjustanordinary,stupidfrog.”,Sadly,FrogreturnedthebooktoHare.“Well?”askedHare.“Didyouenjoyit?”Frogshookhisheadsorrowfully.“Icantread,”hesaid.“Icantbakeacake,IcantmakethingsandIcantfly.Youareallmuchclevererthanme.Icantdoanything.Imjustanordinarygreenfrog,”hesobbed.,“ButFrog,”saidHare,“Icantflyeither,andIcantbakecakesormakethings.Icantswimandleaplikeyoudo.becauseIamahare.Andyouareafrog,andweallloveyou.”,Deepinthought,Frogwenttotheriverandlookedathisreflectioninthewater.“Thatisme