2024年4月25日发(作者：融清婉)
The Knight at Dawn(Magic Tree House #2: )
1 The Dark Woods
Jack couldn’t sleep.
He put his glasses on. He looked at the clock. 5∶30.
Too early to get up.
Yesterday so many strange things had happened. Now he was trying to figure them out.
He turned on the light. He picked up his notebook. He looked at the list he’d made
before going to bed.
found tree house in woods found lots of books in itpointed to
Pteranodon picture in book made a wishwent to time of dinosaurs Pointed
to picture of Frog Creek woods made a wish Came home to Frog Creek
Jack pushed his glasses into place. Who was going to believe any of this?
Not his mom. Or his dad. Or his third-grade teacher， Ms. Watkins. Only his
seven-year-old sister， Annie. She’d gone with him to the time of the dinosaurs.
“Can’t you sleep?”
It was Annie， standing in his doorway.
“Nope，” said Jack.
“Me neither，” said Annie. “What are you doing?”
She walked over to Jack and looked at his notebook. She read the list.
“Aren’ t you going to write about the gold medal?” she asked.
“You mean the gold medallion， ” said Jack.
He picked up his pencil and wrote：
found this in dinosaur time
“Aren’t you going to put the letter M on the medal?” said Annie.
“Medallion，” said Jack. “Not medal.”
He added an M：
“Aren’t you going to write about the magic person?” said Annie.
“We don’t know for sure if there is a magic person，” said Jack.
“Well， someone built the tree house in the woods. Someone put the books
in it. Someone lost a gold medal in dinosaur time.”
“Medallion!” said Jack for the third time. “And I’m just writing the
stuff we know for sure.”
“Let’ s go back to the tree house right now，” said Annie. “And find
out if the magic person is a fact.”
“Are you nuts?” said Jack. “The sun’s not even up yet.”
“Come on，” said Annie. “Maybe we can catch them sleeping.”
“I don’ t think we should，” said Jack. He was worried. What if the “magic
person” was mean? What if he or she didn’t want kids to know about the tree house?
“Well， I’m going，” said Annie.
Jack looked out his window at the dark-gray sky. It was almost dawn.
He sighed. “Okay. Let’s get dressed. I’ll meet you at the back door. Be quiet.”
“Yay!” whispered Annie. She tiptoed away as quietly as a mouse.
2024年4月25日发(作者：融清婉)
The Knight at Dawn(Magic Tree House #2: )
1 The Dark Woods
Jack couldn’t sleep.
He put his glasses on. He looked at the clock. 5∶30.
Too early to get up.
Yesterday so many strange things had happened. Now he was trying to figure them out.
He turned on the light. He picked up his notebook. He looked at the list he’d made
before going to bed.
found tree house in woods found lots of books in itpointed to
Pteranodon picture in book made a wishwent to time of dinosaurs Pointed
to picture of Frog Creek woods made a wish Came home to Frog Creek
Jack pushed his glasses into place. Who was going to believe any of this?
Not his mom. Or his dad. Or his third-grade teacher， Ms. Watkins. Only his
seven-year-old sister， Annie. She’d gone with him to the time of the dinosaurs.
“Can’t you sleep?”
It was Annie， standing in his doorway.
“Nope，” said Jack.
“Me neither，” said Annie. “What are you doing?”
She walked over to Jack and looked at his notebook. She read the list.
“Aren’ t you going to write about the gold medal?” she asked.
“You mean the gold medallion， ” said Jack.
He picked up his pencil and wrote：
found this in dinosaur time
“Aren’t you going to put the letter M on the medal?” said Annie.
“Medallion，” said Jack. “Not medal.”
He added an M：
“Aren’t you going to write about the magic person?” said Annie.
“We don’t know for sure if there is a magic person，” said Jack.
“Well， someone built the tree house in the woods. Someone put the books
in it. Someone lost a gold medal in dinosaur time.”
“Medallion!” said Jack for the third time. “And I’m just writing the
stuff we know for sure.”
“Let’ s go back to the tree house right now，” said Annie. “And find
out if the magic person is a fact.”
“Are you nuts?” said Jack. “The sun’s not even up yet.”
“Come on，” said Annie. “Maybe we can catch them sleeping.”
“I don’ t think we should，” said Jack. He was worried. What if the “magic
person” was mean? What if he or she didn’t want kids to know about the tree house?
“Well， I’m going，” said Annie.
Jack looked out his window at the dark-gray sky. It was almost dawn.
He sighed. “Okay. Let’s get dressed. I’ll meet you at the back door. Be quiet.”
“Yay!” whispered Annie. She tiptoed away as quietly as a mouse.