伯尼斯与毁坏的画作 🐻

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Hello, friends, and welcome to Sleep Tight Stories.

伯妮斯终于可以坐下来，为母亲节准备她的艺术作品了。

Bernice is finally going to be able to sit down and work on her art for Mother's Day.

这周特别忙，每次伯妮斯觉得自己可以开始做事了，不是太累就是有别的事要忙。

It has been a very busy week, and every time Bernice thinks she can get started, she is too tired or there is something else to do.

等她终于开始动手了，库奇就在旁边，这总是一个好兆头。

When she finally gets started, Cookie is nearby, and that is always a good sign.

伯妮丝和那幅被毁的画。那天是星期六，伯妮丝终于有空去搞她的艺术创作了。

Bernice and the Ruined Painting It was Saturday, and Bernice finally had some time to work on her art.

而且可不是随便什么艺术创作。

Not just any art either.

她正在给妈妈画一幅画，这一整周她都在想办法挤出时间来完成它。

She was making a painting for Mama and she'd been trying to find time to do it all week.

为什么学年末总是这么忙呢？

How come the end of this school year is so busy?

她低声嘀咕着。

She muttered to herself.

每天下午都有事搅和进来。

Every afternoon something had gotten in the way.

放学后是科学和数学，接着是跑步训练，然后是游泳。

After school science and math, then running practice, then swimming.

等她回到家，早就累得不行了，连爸爸的饼干都提不起劲儿——不过她还是照吃不误。

By the time she got home she'd been so tired that not even Papa's cookies could make a difference, though she ate them anyway of course.

于是她支起画架，把那张已经用铅笔勾好轮廓的小画布摆好，上面只画了一朵花，静静等着上色。

So she set up her easel and propped up the small canvas she'd already sketched on, A flower in light pencil just waiting for paint.

她本来想过，要不要和爸爸一起给妈妈买些真花，或者像小时候那样，亲手做张贺卡。

She had thought about getting Mama real flowers for Mother's Day with Papa's help or making a card like she used to when she was little.

她甚至想过做顿早餐，可上次试过之后，煎饼不是太干就是太湿。

She'd even considered making breakfast, except that the last time she tried, the pancakes had come out either too dry or too wet.

妈妈还是全吃完了，还说特别好吃，这可真像她的风格。

Mama ate them anyway and said they were delicious, which was very Mama of her.

Cookie正坐在画架旁边，伯尼斯觉得这是个好兆头。

Cookie was sitting beside the easel which Bernice took as a good sign.

Cookie是她的灵感来源。

Cookie was her muse.

你觉得现在怎么样？

What do you think so far?

我知道这还只是草稿，但有了你的指点，最后一定会变成一朵美丽的花。

I know it's just a sketch, but eventually, with your expert help, it's going to be a beautiful flower.

我们在美术课上经常画花啊这类东西，所以我相信这幅画肯定很棒。

We paint flowers and stuff all the time in art class, so I'm pretty sure this will be great.

Cookie回答的方式是蜷成一团，闭上了眼睛。

Cookie replied by curling into a ball and closing her eyes.

伯尼斯笑了。

Laughed Bernice.

看来你是觉得目前还不错了。

I guess you think it's great so far.

她把颜料按顺序摆得整整齐齐，画笔也一一放好，水杯倒满，清洁布就放在不用看就能摸到的地方。

She arranged her paints in exactly the right order, set her brushes out, filled her water cup, and placed her cleaning cloth where she could reach it without looking.

一切都准备好了。

She was ready.

有那么一会儿，一切都很顺利。

For a while, everything went perfectly.

黄色调得刚刚好，花瓣的形状也比她想象的还要好看。

The yellow was just the right shade, and the petals were coming out better than she'd hoped.

她凑近画布，小心翼翼地沿着边缘添上一道橙色。

She leaned in to add a careful line of orange along one edge.

就在这时，Cookie伸了个懒腰。

And then Cookie stretched.

没多大动静，就是她平时那种小动作。

It wasn't a big stretch, just the usual kind.

那种慢悠悠的、全身舒展的伸懒腰，通常接着就会翻个身，等着人给她揉肚子。

The slow, full body one that she does all the time, which usually leads to her rolling onto her back for a belly rub.

但Cookie碰到了画架，不算重，就是轻轻撞了一下。

But Cookie hit the easel, not hard, just a little hard.

也许Bernice没把画架摆稳，结果它一晃就滑了，水杯也剧烈晃动，眼看就要翻倒。

And maybe Bernice hadn't set it up carefully enough because it moved and slipped and the water cup jiggled hard like it was going to tip over.

Bernice赶紧去扶，结果手一碰，溅起一片浑浊的水花，泼满了画布。

So Bernice tried to catch it but instead hit it, causing a wave of muddy water to splash across the canvas.

她一把抓起抹布，但已经来不及了。

She grabbed the cleaning cloth but it was too late.

那朵花，彻底没了。

The flower was gone.

画布上只剩下一团灰蒙蒙的模糊，几道可怜的黄色笔触勉强露出来。

In its place was a gray blur with a few sad streaks of yellow poking through.

Bernice盯着它，好一会儿没动。

Bernice stared at it for a long moment.

这是她唯一的一张画布。

This was the only canvas she had.

库奇又翻了个身，继续打盹了。

Cookie rolled over again and resumed her nap.

“库奇，”伯妮斯轻声说道。

Cookie, Bernice said quietly.

那幅画是我的。

That was my painting.

清理完现场、收好颜料后，伯妮斯慢慢走下楼，来到厨房，熊爸爸正在那里喝咖啡、看书。

After cleaning up the mess and putting her paints away, Bernice walked slowly downstairs to the kitchen where papa bear was drinking coffee and reading a book.

这么快就画完了，小熊？

Finished already, little bear?

熊爸爸问道。

Papa Bear asked.

伯妮斯叹了口气。

Bernice sighed.

不，爸爸。

No, papa.

出大事了，我没别的画布了，而且时间也不多了，都下午了，妈妈马上就要回家，现在我什么都没法送给她，全因为我搞砸了，弄得到处都是乱七八糟的。

Something horrible happened, and I don't have another canvas, and I don't have much time anyway because it's already afternoon and Mama will be home soon, and now I have nothing to give her because I made a mistake and a mess.

熊爸爸小心翼翼地把书放了下来。

Papa Bear carefully set his book down.

天哪。

Oh no.

怎么了？

What happened?

他问。

He asked.

Cookie撞到了我的画架，我大概没摆稳，水开始晃，我想去拦住，结果溅了一身泥水，把那朵快画完的花全毁了。

Cookie bumped my easel and I guess I didn't set it up properly and the water started to jiggle and I tried to catch it but then I splashed muddy water all over the painting and ruined the flower I had almost finished.

现在我连母亲节送妈妈的礼物都没有了，这可怎么办。

And now I have nothing to give mama for Mother's Day, and that can't be good.

你说是不是？

Right?

这确实挺遗憾的，我相信Cookie不是故意撞你画架的。

Well, that is unfortunate, And I'm sure Cookie didn't mean to bump your easel.

谁还没个失误的时候呢。

Mistakes happen.

我不怪她，爸爸，伯尼斯轻声说。

I don't blame her, Papa, Bernice said quietly.

这纯粹是个意外。

It was just an accident.

而且她是我最好的朋友，怎么可能故意干这种事呢。

And besides, she's my bestest friend and would never do something like that on purpose.

我现在真不知道该给妈妈送什么了。

I just don't know what to give Mama now.

我不希望她失望。

I don't want her to be disappointed.

熊爸爸笑了。

Papa Bear smiled.

伯尼斯，你妈妈不会失望的。

Bernice, your mama is not going to be disappointed.

但我本来想给她一个特别的惊喜。

But I wanted to do something special.

你已经做到了，小熊爸爸说。

And you did, Papa Bear said.

伯尼斯微微皱了皱眉。

Bernice frowned a little.

我做到了？

I did?

你这一周都在想着她，小熊爸爸回答。

You spent all week thinking about her, Papa Bear replied.

你利用空闲时间，努力为她做一件漂亮的事，因为你爱她。

You used your free time trying to make something beautiful because you love her.

这份心意，比画本身更重要。

That matters more than the painting itself.

伯尼斯低下头看着桌子。

Bernice looked down at the table.

但现在什么都没有了。

But now there's nothing.

爸爸熊轻轻摇了摇头。

Papa Bear shook his head gently.

总归还是有的，小熊。

There is always something, little bear.

有时候，最重要的礼物根本不是什么具体的东西。

Sometimes the most important gifts are not things at all.

伯尼斯想了想。

Bernice thought about that.

真的不是吗？

They aren't?

对，爸爸熊说。

No, papa bear said.

妈妈爱你的拥抱、你的故事、你的画作，还有你那些搞笑的笑话，以及你做的每一件事。

Your mama loves your hugs, your stories, your drawings, and your silly jokes, and the things you do.

她特别喜欢和你待在一起。

She loves spending time with you.

这些比一幅完美的画要重要得多。

Those things matter much more than a perfect painting.

我想起来那次妈妈真的吃掉了我做的糟糕煎饼。

I guess Mama did eat my terrible pancakes that time.

小熊爸爸笑了。

Papa Bear laughed.

她确实吃了。

She certainly did.

她说那煎饼特别好吃。

And she said they were delicious.

没错，她是这么说的。

She did.

伯尼斯微微笑了笑。

Bernice smiled just a little.

所以，大熊爸爸接着说，与其担心给妈妈送完美的礼物，不如直接告诉她你有多爱她。

So maybe, Papa Bear continued, instead of worrying about giving your mama the perfect gift, you could simply remind her how much you love her.

伯尼斯靠在桌上，静静地想着。

Bernice leaned against the table and thought quietly.

我可以给她一个大大的拥抱，她说。

I could give her a really big hug, she said.

我觉得她一定会很喜欢。

I think she would love that.

也许还可以给她做一张卡片，伯尼斯补充道。

And maybe make her a card instead, Bernice added.

我可能有漂亮的纸，可以画一张卡片，或者用彩笔什么的。

I might have nice paper and I could paint a card or use markers or something like that.

我觉得这主意再好不过了。

I think that sounds perfect.

第二天早上，伯妮斯早早下了楼，手里拿着那张卡片，上面用她最工整的字迹——她自己觉得还挺工整的——写着那朵花的迷你版。

The next morning, Bernice came downstairs early with her card, a miniature version of the flower written in her neatest handwriting, which was pretty neat, she thought.

就算她想睡个懒觉，也根本睡不着。

She wouldn't have been able to sleep in even if she wanted to.

屋子里飘着香喷喷的味道。

The house smelled yummy delicious.

熊爸爸肯定一大早就起来，为妈妈节做蜂蜜蛋糕了。

Papa Bear must have been up early making honey cakes for Mama's Day.

熊妈妈已经在厨房里喝着咖啡了，看到伯妮丝时她张开了双臂，伯妮丝径直走过去抱住了她。

Mama Bear was already in the kitchen with her coffee and when she saw Bernice she opened her arms which Bernice walked straight into.

母亲节快乐，妈妈，她说着把卡片递了过去。

Happy Mother's Day, Mama, she said and handed her the card.

熊妈妈看了一会儿，然后把伯妮斯拉过来又抱了一下。

Mama Bear looked at it for a while then pulled Bernice in for another hug.

妈妈轻声说，这周我看到你在画布上忙活了。

I saw you working on your canvas this week, Mama said quietly.

伯尼斯抬起头来。

Bernice looked up.

你注意到了？

You did?

我什么都看在眼里，

I see everything, Mama Bear said, which made Bernice laugh.

那幅画被弄坏了。

The painting got ruined.

库克撞到了画架。

Cookie bumped the easel.

我都听见了，

I heard said Mama Bear.

她小心翼翼地抚平卡片，把它贴在胸口。

She smoothed the card carefully and held it to her chest.

我好喜欢这个，

I love this she said.

这就是我们故事的结尾了。

And that is the end of our story.

晚安。

Good night.

睡个好觉。

Sleep Tight.